The Mannequin II
The Mannequin II by Maria Fokas Credits of Photography: Jason Langer Continue reading The Mannequin II
The Mannequin I
The Mannequin I by Maria Fokas Credits of Photography Jason Langer Continue reading The Mannequin I
An Unmentioned Silence
An Unmentioned Silence By Martin Hanley Swept away within a boundless and unmentioned silence. Where the sea arrives, it always returns and we, still troubled by its sharp circumference, remain loyal; forever drowning. Never triumphant, never boasting, but tender like a dark rain that endlessly pours to caress and soothe the souls’ inner fires. Sweeping away life’s endless woes, forever breaking the chains of time and glory. Its very essence contrives to own us, to charm the reticent, too reluctant and resigned. No heavy stillness can now remain here. No other witness, as twin worlds together combine. Still toiling and turning … Continue reading An Unmentioned Silence
Dreamcatcher
DREAMCATCHER by Maria Fokas – Handmade, based on a willow hoop, net loosely woven, and decorated with sacred feathers. I held her in my arms. She was a little girl, not more than five – my little girl; yes, I saw her face, and I think I saw a subtle smile, but I knew she would be leaving me soon. I didn’t have much time and there was so much more to say. She was so young, but I felt she had been waiting for too long. I wanted to tell her how much I love her, but the word love was too weak for this … Continue reading Dreamcatcher
MEGALOMANIA
MEGALOMANIA by Maria Fokas Like a dark, tragic novel, she knows her end. Excessively preoccupied with prestige, and vanity. She makes friends easily, but inevitably loses them all. One by one, they turn away, despised by her arrogance. She claims a sense of entitlement, with her grandiosity behavior. Bears no empathy; her tears are fake, and her life is synthetic. She speaks of superior accomplishments, in the tales she tells – and envies those who own successes. But when she speaks kind words, do not be intrigued. Those words are merely her attempt to own you. She has many fears, but the greatest is rejection. When I look into … Continue reading MEGALOMANIA
Waking to be Woken
Waking to be woken By Martin Hanley Numb and shivering, the infernal dam breaks, and I’m wide awake, waking to be woken. Deep noise and strange melodies submit as an angled plane dissects our memories, allowing suspended motion to dominate a single frame of cosmic wonder. Soon to evolve and flow, cresting upon an astral ocean as words drift silently without gravity to slowly transform their unwilling presence. Still asking immortal questions of our temporal darkness, it’s colorless tendrils complicit, remain our only light. Or was there once a golden principle hidden between worlds, yet forever guiding those willing towards balance within, where … Continue reading Waking to be Woken
Two Strands
TWO STRANDS by Maria Fokas A molecule encodes the journey. It functions along side all known forms of life. From what I recall, he spoke of two. Did he mean souls? He used simple words. As I listened to his story, he described a backbone he had composed. He claimed of an alternating attachment. My thoughts ran in opposite directions to each other. And I wondered how to change the law of anti-parallel worlds. There must be a way for our souls to merge. And if they do, how would we know? Is there a code of love that guides us to … Continue reading Two Strands
BREVITY
In the brevity of life, we deal with the absurd Wired through our days, a hope The breeze and everything that is – I want to be A hidden myth that love is suspended – In the unsustainable flaw of time What dominant species we have become Loss is inevitably disturbing me Genuinely unexpected, but no revelation when it comes It drops into view leaving a mark in its path What was previously latent is now everywhere to be found I hear the perfect patterns of your heartbeat The precision of its rapid increase, as you touch me Do the … Continue reading BREVITY
The Crow in my Dreams
LIFE
LIFE by Maria Fokas I say that the sun comes up no matter what It touches my face and warms my heart I am not jealous that my time is brief In the darkness when nothing seems to work It makes no difference when the sun comes up So hold on and play the music high Cause the darkness doesn’t worry About you and I It will keep coming around till we figure it out Cause in the end We may be surprised That there is no end Forget those who start the wars they never fight And … Continue reading LIFE
Luve-Knots 