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Through the Breaking


Malahide Castle

 

Through the Breaking by Maria Fokas

She stood between the cracks,

As far as she could see;

A grace,

whistling out of reach.

Those beautiful clouds,

Could make any mess disappear. . .

 

© Maria Fokas/July 24th 2016 – Dublin/All Rights Reserved

 

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The passion of a writer’s pen


The Passion of a Writer's Pen

Matthew Chikono (Creator of the Blog Short Stories, and The Passion of a Writer’s Pen) asked me to take part in the coming together of inspiring writers who would share their writing experience by articulating it in a poem.

I was honored, and of course accepted immediately; And so I share with you the final result of Tafadzwa Chiwanza and Matthew Chikono’s vision.

The Passion Of A Writer's Pen

I took the oath.
To end will be the end.
My breath your breath.
My time your time.
To hold and think
Guilty if l rest you down.
Shame and all shame upon me.
Silence was before I spread the ink
Making the earth bright, is what I think of with you
A union to the end.
(Jeremiah Muhwezi)

A sword to pierce my heart for every tide
I spit out a raw escape in a gasp of thought
To mark specks of profound recklessness
To feel the bleeding heartbeat of my fingertips
To hear the whispering force of a lover’s birth
To lose oneself in every re-crossing sunset
A dream of the world, a gush raging grace
From original light to final darkness
Stories bound to a hope of existence, my cry for life- (Maria Fokas)

Oh no!
I can’t believe this it’s happening again
B L E E…

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A Touch of Light


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A Touch of Light by Maria Fokas

On dark days I attempt to capture the way in which the sun touches the leaves of its trees. I observe the sparks of light on the surface of the water caressing the coasts of homelands, and I know hope is not lost. It resides in the warmth of the light at the end of every tunnel we choose. We win a few, and lose a many – but what makes a difference is getting out of bed on mornings when the world seems cruel; when we see no purpose to anything. Those days are the ones to keep in mind, that in the end, it will all work out. So, God if you can hear me, thank you for staying close.

© Maria Fokas 2014