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The Lonely Rock

Maria Fokas

The Lonely Rock by Maria Fokas It was the scent of love that kept her near “Don’t ever leave me,” he whispered (in her ear) – She wanted to stay but her heart had shattered Their moments wrapped in petals of jasmine She fought her demons by planting dreams She sang to the lighthouse across the seas She hid her cries in quotes of delight But she never, ever dared – to say good-bye Her soul weary, drained in vacant words “Please forgive me, for all I could not be” – She urged her mind to expose her weakness But … Continue reading The Lonely Rock

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Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep

Maria Fokas

  Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep By Mary Frye Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning’s hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there. I did not die.   … Continue reading Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep

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STILL I RISE

Maria Fokas

STILL I RISE by Maya Angelou You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may tread me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I’ll rise. Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops. Weakened by my soulful cries. Does my haughtiness … Continue reading STILL I RISE

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O Me! O Life!

Maria Fokas

O Me! O Life! O ME! O life!… of the questions of these recurring; Of the endless trains of the faithless—of cities fill’d with the foolish; Of myself forever reproaching myself, Of eyes that vainly crave the light—of the objects mean—of the struggle ever renew’d; Of the poor results of all—of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me; Of the empty and useless years of the rest—with the rest me intertwined; The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life? That you are here—that life exists, and identity; That the powerful play goes … Continue reading O Me! O Life!

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Once Upon a Time

Maria Fokas

Once Upon a Time by Maria Fokas In The Depths of Darkness, on October the 12th 2013, I decided to begin a journey to discover a world where I could create my own pathways. I had no specific expectations and no idea what I was getting myself into. My reason for creating a Blog was merely to give myself space to free my mind and connect with people who respect their passions.  I did not know then that I would meet so many precious souls who made my journey worthwhile with their visits.  So, this letter is for those who … Continue reading Once Upon a Time

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The Road Not Taken

Maria Fokas

  The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim Because it was grassy and wanted wear, Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another … Continue reading The Road Not Taken

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Scars So Deep

Maria Fokas

  Scars So Deep by Maria Fokas Scars running so deep –  roaring in an endless flow Hush, no need for such upheaval for a flaw so weak And so, I count my fortunes; breed gratefulness indeed    I count the wonderful people in my life, my accomplishments; my discoveries I count, the times defeat was woven into me I misplace my tears, and the smiles that broke me Look! A sinner’s cross –  abolished by love   I notice all those who have worse misfortunes Yes they are many, but what am I to do? Maybe a friendly hand, through … Continue reading Scars So Deep

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The Clown Sees Clearest

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The Clown Sees Clearest By Martin Hanley The clown sees clearest the hidden flaw with a sense of knowing like a ticking clock. Burning embers ignite a raging fire as towering walls come closing in. The iridescent sun flower climbs high, cursing the gathering clouds. On the cold grey ground it forever lays its dark shadow bare. We’re floating on an ocean of happiness yet deep beneath us are depths never constant nor still. For success is times waning blossom; her flowering petals were faded to begin. Where passion and beauty spread their wings is special; caught in a dreamlike … Continue reading The Clown Sees Clearest

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My Rose

Maria Fokas

“Of course, an ordinary passerby would think my rose looked just like you. But my rose, all on her own, is more important than all of you together, since she’s the one I’ve watered. Since she’s the one I put under glass, since she’s the one I sheltered behind the screen. Since she’s the one for whom I killed the caterpillars (except the two or three butterflies). Since she’s the one I listened to when she complained, or when she boasted, or even sometimes when she said nothing at all. Since she’s my rose . . . She cast her fragrance … Continue reading My Rose