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On behalf of our Founder Sir Destiny M O Chijioke and to all the Group Administration , please help me congratulate our winners for Genesis Creative Writing Prompt #23 with the given theme:

"Colors Within A Colorless Realm"

Genesis Creative Writing Prompt #23 Winners!

1. Diamond Winner: Harry Rama_ DR. Congo_ Light on the sky

2. Gold Winner: Radmila Stojadinovic: Srbija_ Realm of celestial colors

3. Silver Winner: Grace Sitharaman_ India_ The World Is An Artist's Colourless Canvas

4. Bronze Winners:

1. Kapaideli Eftichia_ Greece_ Colorful Day

2. Daniel Miltz__ U.S.A_ Vivid Hues

Excellence Awardees

1. Saeeda Akhtar

2. Anupama Paul

3. Babawo Yakubu

4. Viktorija Stojovska

Congratulations, incredible erudites!

Thank you very much and congratulations @everyone !You sent all amazing entries on our challenge .You are all winners!

Thank you very much to our honorable contest Judge Brother Gabriel S. Weah for judging our challenge

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 ΚΑΘΕ ΑΓΚΑΛΙΑ

Στα σπλάχνα της γης

και στων ανέμων τις φωνές

οι πεταλούδες, ελεύθερες γεννιούνται.

Και από το μισό του ουρανού

σε μυρωμένα ιερά δάχτυλα

τα εκπληκτικά του Ήλιου, άνθη

είναι κρίνων ψυχές, του κόσμου όλες οι ευχές.

Στην μνήμη

οι ζωές των ανθρώπων

στα φωταγωγημένα δρομάκια των πόλεων

στην τεράστια οθόνη.

Τα μεγάλα έργα

στης απεραντοσύνης την μοναξιά

κάθε αγκαλιά πάντα η αγάπη

τα φυλά.

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Kapardeli Eftichia

Absolutely amazingThank you

ΜΕΛΙΣΣΕΣ

Μέλισσες… που

μεθάν από τις αχτίνες

του Ήλιου

και το Νέκταρ

των λουλουδιών του Αγρού

***

Στο πρώτο πρωινό

τις μέρες που το

Φως τις καλεί

καθρεπτίζονται στο Τοπίο

Χαρούμενες…..

Τριγυρνούν

από εδώ κι από εκεί

****

Μέλισσες που ανταμώθηκαν

με το πρώτο τους

λουλουδάκι

κάποια Άνοιξη

στην πρώτη της Αυγής

λάμψη

BEES

Bees that ...

intoxicated by the rays

Sun

and Nectar

the flowers of the field

***

The first breakfast

days that the

Light invites

mirrored in the Landscape

Happy ... ..

wander

here and there

****

Bees met

with their first

flower

some Spring

the first of Dawn

shine

ΤΑ ΧΕΛΙΔΟΝΙΑ

Ένα όμορφο χελιδονάκι πάει

και έρχεται βιαστικά

στο παράθυρο της κουζίνας ψηλά

φωλίτσα φτιάχνει

Μα βλέπω και άλλο ένα που το βοηθά

δυο πανέμορφοι φίλοι

πετάγματα …φασαρία ..κάθε φορά

Πέρασαν μέρες και είχα

ξεχάσει τα χελιδονάκια

φωνές τιτιβίσματα με ξύπνησαν

από μικρά πουλιά

Κεφαλάκια βλέπω από την φωλίτσα

να με κοιτούν με τα στοματάκια τους

ανοιχτά

τα δυο χελιδονάκια

πάνε και έρχονται

τα μικρά τους να ταΐσουν να γίνουν μεγάλα

να πετάξουν μακριά

Ξάφνου βλέπω ένα μικρούλι

να πέφτει στα μάτια μου μπροστά

βιάστηκε να πετάξει…

το καυμενούλι

Απλώνω το μικρό μου χεράκι

το πιάνω και φοβισμένο

όπως είναι το βάζω πάλι στην φωλιά

THE SWALLOWS

A beautiful swallow is gone

and comes hurriedly

in the kitchen window high up

nest makes

But I see another one that helps

two beautiful friends

flights… noise ..every time

Days passed and I had

forget the swallows

voices tweets woke me up

from small birds

I see heads from the nest

to look at me with their mouths

open

the two swallows

they come and go

to feed their little ones to grow up

to fly away

Suddenly I see a little thing

to fall in front of my eyes

rushed to fly…

the cauldron

I extend my little hand

I catch it and scared

as it is I put it back in the Nest

ΤΟ ΞΥΛΙΝΟ ΑΛΟΓΑΚΙ

Ώρες ο μικρός Πετρής με το βλέμμα

καρφωμένο στην βιτρίνα

ενός παλαιοπωλείου ολημερίς

ένα πανέμορφο ξύλινο αλογάκι

ονειρευόταν σταχτί,

και στο παιδικό του μυαλουδάκι

κάθε μέρα γινόταν

μαζί του ταξιδευτής

σε ένα συννεφάκι

χανόταν

και στο φως του Ήλιου

σαν λάμψη πάνω στο αλογάκι

γυρνούσε μαζί του όλον τον ουρανό και την γη

και ύστερα σαν ένα μικρό αστεράκι

έπεφτε στην γη

THE WOODEN HORSE

Little Peter with his eyes for hours

nailed to the shop window

of an all-day second-hand shop

a beautiful wooden pony

he dreamed of ashes,

and in his childish little mind

every day it was done

with the traveler

in a bubble

was lost

and in the light of the Sun.

like a glow on the pony

he traveled with him all over heaven and earth

and then like a little star

fell to the ground

Όλες οι αντιδράσεις:

1Kapardeli Eftichia

 

Poetryzine Magazine For Poets & Poetry

 

I am so glad dear AAna StjeljaTo be nice

Poetryzine Magazine For Poets & Poetry

10:15 μ.μ. (πριν από 6 λεπτά)

προς εγώ

Dear Eftichia,

Thank you for your email and beautiful poems.

Here is the link:

https://poetryzinemag.wixsite.com/.../kapardeli-eftichia...

Best regards,

Dr. Ana Stjelja

Editor-in-Chief

Eftichia Kapardeli: Selected Poems (poetryzinemag.wixsite.com)

Eftichia Kapardeli: Selected Poems

The Poetryzine Magazine presents the selected poems by the Greek poetess Eftichia Kapardeli

Illustration: AI

WHIRLS

Winds of the heavens

caress the embraced naked

of the trees branches where

they are watered

with the tears of rain

Dawn one day even

and a New Prayer

in thankful lips

Flower seeds fall into the soil

My body calm

the veins are poured into the river

of forgetfulness in the red blossoms

It's been years, white angels around me

There I will leave the soul and my heart

VOICES

The places were deserted of the song

the dry thirsty land

the winds devoured her

and difficult times

our heart

***

But the voices remained................

Actors, clowns

in fallacy and comedy

to the absurd

the flood and the low tide

***

Your hands are yours

hands hidden in freedom

in hiding places of love

keep stars

***

In the first Sun

in the new wind

will discover them

and let love come again

forgotten rhapsody

To fill up

mind and heart

THE UNBORN

stirs confused

at net of the need

simple heart

in ephemeral life

violent rotating

In the visceral marks

the heart

indestructible fighting

the mind overcomes

In a favorite body

craving and power

the soul gives birth

and frees

An unborn flower

the fertilizer

of soul in peace and

eternally grows

ODE OF PEACE

Oh! Peace sprout of the earth

with the dream of the dream, in every First East

in the gaze of love, You

The Harpies are chasing you to imprison you

Oh! Peace, in the bright Alkyonides of a blessed winter in the beauty of the Sun, in the supplications in the cries

in the distant voices of the stars

In the aspects of life on the horizon

and the Tombstones of the Heroes

where the light freezes, Peace You

Oh! Peace on the lonely stone, set the beautiful flower

on it grows desperately

in the girlish dances, in the smiles, in the blooming roses that did not bloom in vain

in the closed doors that aged

waiting for loved ones

in the failure of the sphere, asking for a target

in faceless neighborhoods with ordinary people struggling to survive

In the hearts of the people you are constantly "born"

and you travel silently, Peace You

Poem Whirls immerses the reader in a sensory experience, as the poet eloquently captures the intimate interaction between the elements of nature and human emotions. Through the gentle caress of winds and the tears of rain, the imagery of trees, flowers, and flowing rivers, the poem invokes a profound sense of interconnectedness between the natural world and the human soul. The transition from dawn to prayer, from calmness to forgetfulness, symbolizes the cyclical nature of life and the ever-present possibility of renewal. The imagery of white angels and the departure of the soul imbue the poem with a spiritual dimension, suggesting a journey of transcendence and release. Poem Voices explores the resilience of the human spirit in the face of adversity. Despite the desolation and hardships depicted in deserted landscapes and devouring winds, the poem celebrates the enduring power of expression symbolized by “voices”. These voices, embodying the roles of actors and clowns, persist through fallacy and comedy, echoing the absurdity of life's challenges. The imagery of hidden hands and stars evokes a sense of hope and hidden strength, waiting to be discovered amidst the chaos. Ultimately, the poem suggests that love and rhapsody can be rediscovered even in the darkest of times, filling the mind and heart with light. Poem Unborn delves into the existential journey of the soul, navigating the complexities of existence and transformation. The poem explores the conflict between the visceral, ephemeral aspects of life and the indomitable spirit of the heart and mind. Through imagery of craving, power, and birth, the poem depicts the soul's quest for growth and liberation. The metaphor of an unborn flower fertilizing the soul suggests a continuous process of renewal and eternal growth, transcending the limitations of mortality. Poem Ode to Peace serves as a lyrical invocation of peace amidst turmoil and strife. Through vivid imagery and evocative language, the poem paints a portrait of peace as a cherished but elusive ideal. From the pursuit of peace in the beauty of nature to its embodiment in the hearts of individuals, the poem celebrates the resilience of the human spirit in the face of adversity. The imagery of a lonely stone adorned with a beautiful flower, girlish dances, and blooming roses conveys a sense of hope and renewal. Ultimately, the poem portrays peace as a timeless and universal aspiration, constantly being born anew in the hearts of humanity.

• Greece
• Selected poems
• Eftichia Kapardeli