Through the Breaking 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 24, 2016 – Dublin/All Rights Reserved Continue reading Through the Breaking
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
Life is your art. An open, aware heart is your camera. A oneness with your world is your film. Your bright eyes and easy smile is your museum.” — Ansel Adams If you would like to download any of our previous Quotes of the Day for free please visit: PI Photography and Fine Art Save via Photography Quote of the Day — PI Photography and Fine Art Continue reading Photography Quote of the Day — PI Photography and Fine Art
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? 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?
Photograph Credits: Leszek Paradowski When You Are Old by William Butler Yeats When you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; How many loved your moments of glad grace, And loved your beauty with love false or true, But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face; And bending down beside the glowing bars, Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled And paced upon … Continue reading When You Are Old
Beyond the Sea Bear the whispers of a weeping hue, To recall the moments of rapture. Obliterate the cries of sorrow, Words crippled by failure to thrive. Misplaced memories of you; Of all that you dream to be, Plunge into the depths of your ocean, Reclaim the path you pledged to engrave. Do not forsake that endless need. To be swallowed up by a timely dew, Or tread the footsteps in that loose-leaf. In the dawn of silence you always knew; You turned the pages of that beautiful ride; In the trembling of your voice, The darkest story ever told. … Continue reading Beyond the Sea