Obscurity by Maria Fokas A warm smile for me, before he got up, out of that old familiar wooden chair. Could he be feeling the change too? No matter what happened; when tomorrow came, I would leave, and he would eventually forget. I had seen the signs before, though this time, the illusion of forgiveness was not mentioned; or that aching pain brought on my false expectations. I wondered, did he ever have any? Oh, who was I kidding, he was going to pretend he had none, just like I always did before. We both knew that expectations always lurked … Continue reading Obscurity
Reflections of Time by Maria Fokas Strangers breaking paths Stop for a glance. Morning to dawn With a touch of thought. And the wind on my back Caresses, days with dance. Blind to the ticking of a note Flying below the tide – But do not Mis-take, my pause I hide no gifts in my sigh. It is that – I miss you so, When we say goodbye. Continue reading Reflections of Time
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
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?
Scars Set in Stone by Maria Fokas Just because you buried our journey Does not make it disappear Just because you have forsaken me Does not mean you never loved me That I have succumbed to defeat Does not mean I wanted to leave Your silence never depicted indifference As my smile did not prove a trace of hope Of stories which trouble the heart In words which sicken the soul Everywhere an abundance of woe: A half-finished love affair bound to crucifixion A misdeed triggered to destroy a kind gesture A deserted dream to leverage false sense of balance … Continue reading Scars Set in Stone