When You Are Old


  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 the mountains overhead … Continue reading When You Are Old

The Chords of my Heart


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


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?


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?

The Heart of The Moon


The Heart of the Moon  To seize the darkness of your mournful heart In an enchanted weakness of wicked play You lose yourself to a fruitless path You fear to taste the scent of love In the weeping of time In the sorrow of love Many will envy all that we created – unavailing thoughts of a distorted past With a thread to tie a knot But you were never meant To keep me in an invisible grip I wanted to paint your beautiful soul And I did Though I slipped inside your hunger And fell in too deep The … Continue reading The Heart of The Moon

Black and White


Black & White  The grandest love story ever told; Born out of each other; into every form. Disguised to prevail against each other: A hidden compass in my heart for your voyage – Your waking choices, and your sleeping adventures; And in this world; connected by the mask of time – He seeks the reflection of all things in majestic balance. He refers to the ice-burg as a wasted truth; A mountain that touches the sky; upside down, he claims – And that same sky on the other side, Will never touch the sands beneath the oceans of you. And … Continue reading Black and White

“Forbidden Friendship”


Forbidden Friendship Forbidden Friendship Which starts with enchantment – Which belongs to no one, Which devours its expectations Which feels unique at first glance Which abides by no rules Which traps itself in passion Which begins to fear its existence Which shares a weakness to stray Which keeps secrets from itself Which lies beneath the sins of a broken heart Forbidden friendship; which is deadly to the touch   © Artist Credits Unknown Continue reading “Forbidden Friendship”

Metis


Metis  On blossomed branches, Hummingbirds rest in the scented shade. The soil is moist beneath my feet; What an odd place to find myself – No recollection of my treading here. Though it is a time for mourning, neither cries, nor tears to proclaim. A traveler has much ground to cover, and many regrets to misplace. I should have stayed with my first certainty: With no expectations, I would have been spared – As mountain-tops squander their flawless spring waters, Lovers ignore the passing of Time. And with my end so near, I could have shared some truths; Had it … Continue reading Metis

Shattered Pieces of Time


Shattered Pieces of Time by Maria Fokas Last night, you held my hand We flew below a golden sky At a distance a faint melody A familiar touch; a soft sigh Out of my sleep; Uncertainty Has love been cursed again? All possibilities fade away No expectations; no apparent fears  My eyes tire; I can barely recall In a world where time is scarce Why do we dwell in losing? [Love that alters when alteration comes was never love at all]  But . . . my friend.    © Maria Fokas 2015/All Rights Reserved – Photography: Neel 02/01/2015 Abstract Photography Continue reading Shattered Pieces of Time