Obscurity


Obscurity by Maria Fokas A warm smile for me, before he got up, out of that old familiar wooden chair. Could he be feeling the change too? No matter what happened; when that day came, I would leave, and he would eventually forget. I had seen the signs before, though this time, the illusion of forgiveness was not mentioned; or that aching pain of expectations. I wondered, did he ever have any? Oh, who was I kidding, he was going to pretend he had none, just like I always did. We both knew that expectations always lurked in the background; we … Continue reading Obscurity

An Emerald Wish


An Emerald Wish Find that picture you once took . . . the one which captured a moment that seemed like any other, at the time. But looking back, you know better now. That picture which hides a gemstone that would take a thousand words to share; the one so special, you don’t dare give away. I can’t recall the exact wording of my wish that day, but who took me there, I will never forget; Oh, that emerald field of magical whispers. ©  All Rights Reserved: Photography by mariafokas Continue reading An Emerald Wish

Simple Things


Simple Things by Maria Fokas Precious things to hold onto; Moments we have loved. With time still left, To love some more. A day, a decade, hopefully, two, And wishing for more. Soaring through life for the simple things, Thankful each day for your generosity. Oh, my love; now I see, In the river of dreams, A taste of cloves, and lemon drops, Is all I’ll ever need. ©All Rights Reserved – Photography by mariafokas.com Continue reading Simple Things

The Chords of my Heart


The Chords of my Heart From the back roads of my mind; You tempt my heart to dance again. You smiled, and said hello, In the middle of nowhere. And between the dark and the light, The warmth of your touch – Everything you are is new to me; One more time; The chords of my heart whisper. Oh those blue eyes; Hope in a starry night.   – Artwork: Henry Asencio   Continue reading The Chords of my Heart

Compassion for Time


Compassion for Time The limitations of compassion, Let me keep my heart intact. I have touched your madness, The curiosity for moments I cared; But . . . Those words made of ink,  Will always be dark. And words from whispers,  Which come from the heart,  Will always love. All the struggles to survive; In the distance between us – But that bright light hiding within; Never left your side – So if you ever think back, And for a split moment sigh; Do not think twice, For you did not offend me. It was our love which was sacrificed; … Continue reading Compassion for Time

Must We Part?


Must We Part?  Sunset lingered behind the clouds; Raindrops; warm like a touch of hope. Chants of birds filled my heart with bliss. Spellbound, by the green-scented wind. In the quiet park of dreams; Whispers of poets; inventing thoughts. How many poems were written here – Who walked these paths – Surpassing their every need; Passions bound to never part.   © Maria Fokas/Photography Dublin/All Rights Reserved   Continue reading Must We Part?