Underwater Waves [Finale]


Underwater Waves  No; it wasn’t a promise to return. It was a promise to love me till death took him away. I recall a time when all I wanted was to make him proud of me. I’d always jump at the chance to be with him; I’d listen to his stories of when I was just a little girl; of how he loved me more than he loved his own life. And no matter what happened, he would always be close. It was a cold winter evening when he sat me down to talk. He said he had to change … Continue reading Underwater Waves [Finale]

Underwater Waves [4]


[Flash Fiction Chapter Four] Underwater Waves  Was it not yesterday? Here, yesterday is the past; and the past is gone. No . . . something that haunts you day and night, is never gone. Her patience abandons her, and madness takes hold of her like a tempest. She will rage against everything she believes to be destroying their paradise. She forgets the truth. She shuts her eyes to her cowardice. In her fairytale she is free; only life filled with vivid colors of youth, and the scent of spring in every scene. And in this lonely place, she was not … Continue reading Underwater Waves [4]

Moved Silently


Moved Silently I noticed him across the room. Maybe an intoxication of habit in a civilized society; Is it that people have stopped listening to each other? But what made me notice; That he listened, even before I began to speak. He asked me how I felt. A nostalgic moment; and he was there, In a darkness beneath our thoughts, time stopped. An Ode to holidays; no mood to contribute, I told him. Those days just pass me by too, he replied – With Imagine faintly in the background, His embrace put my past to rest; My heart found room … Continue reading Moved Silently

My share of losing


[Painting by Elizabeth Lisa] My Share of Losing  If I suggest an answer to your everything, You might praise me more than I deserve. I may impress you for a little while, Then, it will be gone; And still, a mystery. If I contaminate your thoughts with my tendencies, I may haze an aching soul determined to escape; Despite the welcome, in a glance of faith. But if my hope gives way to your world, It may come as a stranger in hesitating steps. I have lost many things disguised in words. Oh, but what I have won; Once upon … Continue reading My share of losing

Apple of Discord


                Apple of Discord Among the Gods, There is no compassion. A world crafted by a spotless mind, Can have no keys to any gate – Lust grows in their hearts, To disguise their only need; Among the Gods, There is envy of mortality. They sacrifice love for sensual intrigue, To fool a mortal’s path. But her mind was filled with scars;  And her heart held his close; above all – How unfortunate . . .  That time was never on their side.       [Artwork Credits: Peter Cakovsky]         Continue reading Apple of Discord

Everything and Nothing – Day Three


Thought of the Day by Maria Fokas The Art of Losing – Elizabeth Bishop wrote: “The art of losing isn’t hard to master.” With so much losing every day, it seems that we should be accepting it as an inevitable end; but we rarely do. Every time we fall in love with a moment, a unique person, or that life long accomplishment, its fragile end is always near; it seems. – But what exactly is it that we grieve; the moment, the person, the accomplishment; or is it ourselves within that loss? Everything we’ve ever loved, and lost, has shaped … Continue reading Everything and Nothing – Day Three

Everything and Nothing – Day One


Thought of the Day by Maria Fokas Happiness Abound A simple thought I woke up to today. . . If you are not happy alone, you will probably never be happy with anyone else. A relationship is not meant to cater your wants, or to fill any black holes others may have scarred you with. A relationship is meant to celebrate the senses of life in the most imaginative ways, as you share yourself with another human being – to create paths together where there were none before – Now, that sounds like happiness! Let’s suppose this is the secret … Continue reading Everything and Nothing – Day One