The crew on shore

     

Sailor's ''Sirtaki Dance''

Rotterdam… The crew on shore. 

Prostitutes, drinks, dance and more.

Full of sailors the Cabaret. 
They are thirsty,  last Port Bombay. 

A bunch of cops, about four, 

walked in beating the door.. 

The sailors made a lot of remarks 

and the finger was given by the Sparks.*               * Radio Operator

Quickly put us all in jail..

My mother would wait in vain for mail.. 

Imprisonment !  I truly don’t mind… 

Prison and ship, two of a kind

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* Extract from "The Broken Mooring Line", an experiential
poetic work // page c   // e-mail: pmataragas@yahoo.com //
Texts and Narration: Odysseus Heavilayias - ROTTERDAM //
Language adjustments and text adaptation: Kellene G Safis - CHICAGO//
Digital adaptation and text editing: Cathy Rapakoulia Mataraga - PIRAEUS

source

 Utopia