An Emerald Wish Find that picture you once took . . . the one which captured a moment that seemed like any other, at the time. But looking back, you know better now. That picture which hides a gemstone that would take a thousand words to share; the one so special, you don’t dare give away. I can’t recall the exact wording of my wish that day, but who took me there, I will never forget; Oh, that emerald field of magical whispers. © All Rights Reserved: Photography by mariafokas Continue reading An Emerald Wish
Simple Things by Maria Fokas Precious things to hold onto; Moments we have loved. With time still left, To love some more. A day, a decade, hopefully, two, And wishing for more. Soaring through life for the simple things, Thankful each day for your generosity. Oh, my love; now I see, In the river of dreams, A taste of cloves, and lemon drops, Is all I’ll ever need. ©All Rights Reserved – Photography by mariafokas.com Continue reading Simple Things
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
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?