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This time I 've included a poem about the motorcycle and the joy that it brings to our souls :)

So here it is along with the print that accompanies it in the book, dedicated to all kawiforum riders:

Vanishing point

The road called me.
The road found me.
The road always had me.

Winding, long, dotted with lines and signs
in foreign tongues.

Curling and flowing like a new emotion.

Like the wind on my chest.

Every time.

Between exhaust note and intake howl, the sound
of cooling metal is the sound of contentment.

The swim of motion is our goal.

And the point where the pathways of our soul
and the road converge, our destination.
The last one you posted and this one is nice :)
 

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Jack knife

Years have passed since I switched opened your blade.

It was my decision to do so, I did it for me.

Covered in rust and colour fading, but still true to your cause.

It is eternal this thirst of steel for blood.

I have to clutch you in my fist in order to close you.

I have to bleed.



Returning the pieces of silver


And now you know the difference

between a coin and a useless piece of metal

between payment and reward

between nomination and treason

and, most crucially,

the difference between

contrition and Redemption.
And this!
 

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So after two years of hard work, my fourth book is finally published!

http://s945.photobucket.com/user/tsibiskakis/media/exofyllo3ThirathenTsibiskakis3small_zps3cd2b3c0.jpg.html

This time I 've included a poem about the motorcycle and the joy that it brings to our souls :)

So here it is along with the print that accompanies it in the book, dedicated to all kawiforum riders:

Vanishing point

The road called me.
The road found me.
The road always had me.

Winding, long, dotted with lines and signs
in foreign tongues.

Curling and flowing like a new emotion.

Like the wind on my chest.

Every time.

Between exhaust note and intake howl, the sound
of cooling metal is the sound of contentment.

The swim of motion is our goal.

And the point where the pathways of our soul
and the road converge, our destination.





I am also preparing a CD release with 12 of my poems turned into songs and I will post a couple of them on YouTube and here of course ;)

Cheers!
This is great, man.
 
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