Saturday, April 29, 2017

Ambrosia--By Paul Callus--Malta


Beside the gurgling stream
I sit upon the grass
and watch the shards of glass
(reflected rays that gleam)
alone, as I daydream
below the clouds that pass.

Away from urban din
it’s peaceful all around
except for nature’s sound
that flows along akin
to music soft within
where strings of joy are found.

My senses taste with greed
and on ambrosia feed.

Paul Callus is a Maltese author who writes both in Maltese and English. He has contributed to several anthologies. Apart from poetry he writes lyrics for songs and has published two books, one a story book aimed at children (related to his experience as a teacher) and a historical book based on research.


  1. I am very touched by this poem. Strong images take me into the scene, and the ending, involving my sense of taste and that depth of want are powerful. That greed, feeding on ambrosia are words that pop my senses. A memorable poem.

  2. Thank you for the lovely insightful feedback, Mary. So pleased that you found this to your liking. Best regards ~ paul

  3. I liked this piece a lot Paul,
    Your comparisons are smooth and flow like music to my ear.
    I always find your writing smooth and unique.

    1. Thank you, Yancy. Your meaningful feedback is appreciated. Regards // paul