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Shattered Pieces of Time

Maria Fokas

Shattered Pieces of Time by Maria Fokas Last night, you held my hand again. We flew with ruby-colored wings; below a golden sky. A distant faint melody; a familiar touch and sigh – Out of my sleep; worried faces and uncertainty, Has love been confused with lust again? Possibilities of truth fade away with mastered plans,   No expectations to the rule; no regrets from your seducer.     My eyes are heavy; but not from lack of sleep; In a world where time is scarce – we dwell on losing;  But never notice the part we play; as we fiddle with … Continue reading Shattered Pieces of Time

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Sparks of Light

Maria Fokas

Sparks of Light by Maria Fokas Torn to shreds by spite; But it will pass, like all misfortunes do. Our greatest fears come true, sometimes; Truths which scar the soul – But it is not the silence which breaks me; It is what silence leaves behind in its passing – And in my grieving moment; The defeat is not of a lost love. I fought for you with all my might; As if it were my last battle – How can we know the truth from a lie? Surely not by generous manners – Could it be by a gentle touch, … Continue reading Sparks of Light

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Aylan’s last Day

Maria Fokas

Aylan’s last Day by Maria Fokas How can this be the best of all possible worlds? Ashamed – The absurdity of life is nothing novel, but what is? Is it the indifference; the way we claim to care; the way we portray our humanity; the helplessness we’ve come accustomed to? Maybe it’s the way in which our thoughts numb up, while there is still a chance to make things right. A knot in my throat; I almost cry; but rage takes the place of sorrow – Aylan Kurdi’s last day; an image of utter failure – a tragic death triggered … Continue reading Aylan’s last Day

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My Compass

Maria Fokas

My Compass by Maria Fokas The scent of hello(s); the cry in goodbye(s) The melody of lyrics; in pictures and words – Sonnets drawn on misty moments of forgotten first ideas The beginnings in the morning; the endings each night The key to memory; the compass to change – In the breaking of your voice – In the raging waves of oceans; all that was lost is found From mountain peaks, to the other side of moonlight I trace the whispers in your heart; Once upon a time  A poem in a dream; when she was mine.   For Maria-Zina … Continue reading My Compass

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The Promise of Eternity

Maria Fokas

The Promise of Eternity by Maria Fokas In the winds of the North, thought bares a spark of life In the welcome of the East, the sun embraces morning whispers In the star-lit skies of the West, tiny crystals light the darkness In the heart of the South, desire burns through shadows of fear – A gift; to uncover intention  The cycle of time; to determine a wish Passion in a sin; fire in one love – You are the promise . . .   © Maria Fokas 2015/All Rights Reserved Artist of photograph unknown; Request:Please contact me if name … Continue reading The Promise of Eternity

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The Bridge to the Other Side:

Maria Fokas

                                                                              Photograph by Maria Fokas Setting of Beneath the White Willow – Novel by Maria Fokas Promise me, you will do the things we dreamt of doing together  Promise me, and if we ever meet again – I promise to make things right. . . . Darkness has taken hold of me; there is no plea for my weakness  But I will not forget: The times you held my hand, when I was far above the ground The times you held on, when I disappeared into the underworld And if by chance, you ever trip and fall; For doubt … Continue reading The Bridge to the Other Side:

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Somewhere only we know

Maria Fokas

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. Mary Elizabeth Frye (1905 – 2004)    Photographs by © Maria Fokas 29/7/2015/All … Continue reading Somewhere only we know

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A Thousand Years

Maria Fokas

It happened on the thousandth year; From the center core of all our tears It stirred the darkness into light Souls were born from the depths of night: A raging struggle; just to hold on Like grave many times before With doubtful eyes he smiled at me – But one cold night, he could not sleep; My hope had touched his lips Out of the dream he ran to me But time had given up on him That mundane morning: Like the journey of a butterfly I awoke, with no more tears in me My darkness had surrendered By the … Continue reading A Thousand Years