Born poor. Had wonderful teachers who helped me climb out of the hole. Lived in East End London 5 yrs, then Wales (motherland of Mother) where we were even poorer. Obtained a SRN certificate; escaped to N.A. joined MRT dramatic art school in Montreal, obtained certificate after 2 year training in order to read my poems and those of others in a professional way. Lived in Quebec, married with 3 children- moved to New York then to Paris and have lived there ever since. A nobody who believes she's a somebody meant to pass on her messages. Boasting was once a Greek attribute, so maybe I've got some Greek blood, along with others, as I believe the genes hve their proper memory. Panmelys 2015 This name only to be used on all artistic work: please, thank you. PANMELYS
warm winter overtones
of a sunset's glow
poet paints deep emotions
of an epoch's passing
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Vanity is an integrated part
Of every artist:
Even their modesties are suspect,
To be understood
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For you small child of delight
with your wild wayward cries
this world I would remake
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Time has stood still in this village
where young voices no longer giggle.
Dogs bark, birds chirp, streams still trickle
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Out of chaos comes Light: no words... a friend
wrote: it's true, for nothing can express pain
and agony felt by shock of fiends
who have ruined so many splintered lives:
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