Underwater Waves [3]


[Flash Fiction Chapter Three] Underwater Waves  The waves pursue your thoughts; they call you their master; their muse. They use words like, unique and genuine. They say, your beauty is rare, and your kindness is precious. Wild with fervor, they play with your mood in the dark of the night. They wet their lips with the thought of your aching needs; they tell you stories, claiming to have seen in the depths of your eyes. They captivate your essence in your every sigh; they wait for you to come in their dreams; they absorb your every gesture. They listen to … Continue reading Underwater Waves [3]

Underwater Waves [2]


[Flash Fiction – Chapter Two] Underwater Waves  Every time you attempt to bring yourself out of that deadly rest, the waves entice you to stay; and you fall back into the depths of their darkness. And with each fall, you lose more and more of who you are. Then you lose some more; first your time, then your friends. You begin to isolate yourself from everyone who loves you. They don’t understand how beautiful the waves are. You keep telling them how much the waves need you, and how you need them; and that if you ever left, the waves … Continue reading Underwater Waves [2]

Underwater Waves [1]


[Flash Fiction – Chapter One] Underwater Waves  How long can you stay under water before it is the end of you? Can you get used to the pain to the point where you don’t feel it anymore? As long as there is hope that you will breathe again, you struggle to survive under the waves. You know that if you stay too long you will suffocate, but you fall into a trance. You numb your lucid voice which tells you that you will never survive the waves. If you wait too long, you will never swim back up to the … Continue reading Underwater Waves [1]

Hamartia


Hamartia  An eternity of holding onto the edge of her thoughts – She leads me into her sorrows beneath her celebrated joys. We play in the waves of her mood with the changing of her seasons. I lose myself in her cries, when old scars hinder her needs. Those gestures that delay her sleep, I can never change. “What burns inside your heart today?” she whispers in the morning bask. And I am grateful for her generous touch; In all the memories of my todays, Knowing she will never miss me – In the chaos of her tomorrows.   Dedicated … Continue reading Hamartia

Everything and Nothing – Day Two


Thought of the Day by Maria Fokas A Stolen Childhood  Does life repeat itself? In the news this morning, I heard that bullying is now a criminal offense, but in the States, all those years ago, it wasn’t. No one likes talking about having been bullied. Sharing moments of being degraded is seldom comforting. Maybe it’s difficult to talk about things we believe we have no control over. Hearing the news brought back a memory; not as cruel in comparison to many stories out there, but to a nine-year old, there is no such thing as a comparison to a … Continue reading Everything and Nothing – Day Two

The Massacre of Kalavryta


[Republishing with additions due to requests. A heart-felt thanks to all who asked for a longer version of this story. I’d also like to thank every single one of you for your visits! The Massacre of Kalavryta by Maria Fokas – I will feel my way into it again, as I do every time I recall her story. We sat on the deck of her summer beach home, with the endless sea stretched out before us. A vintage white table set between us, covered with a fragment of a past time; it was a delicate ivory laced tablecloth her grandmother … Continue reading The Massacre of Kalavryta

Featherless Wings


Photograph by Maria Fokas Featherless Wings  The branches dare to disturb; Moving in a motion that tangles their world. Their whispers; in the winds of passing seasons – The fear of triumph is absent, They are alive, that is their quest – Conversations of love do not break their delicate wings. Trees have wings? Wings without feathers; fly by the scent of their leaves. They capture the day, and stir the night. No words to torture their souls – They reflect on prolonged possibilities; And drink from the songs of passers-by.   © Maria Fokas/ Feb 17 2016/All Rights Reserved Continue reading Featherless Wings

The Massacre of Kalavryta


The Massacre of Kalavryta by Maria Fokas – I will feel my way into it again, as I do every time I recall her story. I sat on the deck of her summer beach home, with the endless sea stretched out before me. One could only hope for that moment of tranquility to last forever. A vintage white table set before me, covered with a delicate ivory laced tablecloth her grandmother had knitted decades ago; a fragment of a past time. She stepped out onto the deck to join me; holding a tray with homemade cookies, and iced-lemon-tea, filling the … Continue reading The Massacre of Kalavryta

The Bridge Across the Sea


The Bridge Across the Sea by Maria Fokas On my death-bed, I say my last goodbye. I do not utter his name; a forgiving tragedy; And to his final question: I speak a lie. I shall not shed another tear for the moments denied. I shall not shed another tear for foolish twisted humanity – I shall not shed another tear for that weakness to suppose. Erase me from your past; . . . the years you have forsaken me – Each genuine day; Each generous hour; A love I embraced: In pure desire, his lips I kissed – Every … Continue reading The Bridge Across the Sea