Forbidden Shells (Plastic Race)


 2. Forbidden Shells (Plastic Race) by Maria Fokas I yearn for memories dressed in pleasure; silky silver wrappings, tied in red ribbons, as the snow settles in the winter nights. And when spring comes, breakfast in a secluded diner; your choice, and I’ll be there for that smile; such beauty is soothing to the heart. I want to sail away with my lover in the summertime, and forget all the plastic in the world; too much of it everywhere we turn. I close my eyes and see you sitting at that old forgotten piano. Your fingers dance on the keys … Continue reading Forbidden Shells (Plastic Race)

My Heart’s Whisper


My Heart’s Whisper by Maria Fokas She caresses the strings of her burning thoughts, Humming her secret in the midst of warm nights. A note or two off beat of course – but unique in all its beauty. Like the seasons’ cries,  she recounts her worries, Searching for that one to keep. She chants the letters of her lover’s name – A few drops on autumn leaves.   Then with time, Fragile snowflakes – between the sky and me – Descending – like expectations owed. And with the final season, She reclaims (the right) to love again. And I ask … Continue reading My Heart’s Whisper

The Lonely Rock


The Lonely Rock by Maria Fokas It was the scent of love that kept her near “Don’t ever leave me,” he whispered (in her ear) – She wanted to stay but her heart had shattered Their moments wrapped in petals of jasmine She fought her demons by planting dreams She sang to the lighthouse across the seas She hid her cries in quotes of delight But she never, ever dared – to say good-bye Her soul weary, drained in vacant words “Please forgive me, for all I could not be” – She urged her mind to expose her weakness But … Continue reading The Lonely Rock

The Chime


  The Chime by Maria Fokas The joy of sunlight In a musical breeze Your muse will chant to thee – She glides through your melody To ease all doubts and, deepen moods A mythical whisper; to welcome the day – Truth in a secret – don’t let it go by These are the stories she’s bound to tell The joy of sunlight, when she comes –     © Maria Fokas 2014/All Rights Reserved Continue reading The Chime

Things I love


  THINGS I LOVE by Maria Fokas Roses; the colors of thirty-leaf roses – The sound of your voice; when you smile Long margin relics in forgotten books Humming of Minor Notes   The times when you ring The times you need to hide The feel of freedom; rain on my side The way you embrace doubt When you welcome change Your insistence to forget my name Chocolate, with caramel centers, from Belgium Letters which tell enchanting stories Poets who make love without being sorry A hot cup of coffee; a cold glass of tea Mornings when you wait for … Continue reading Things I love