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My share of losing

Maria Fokas

[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

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My Darling

Maria Fokas

My Darling  And this child within; Sometimes gets trapped in thoughts: “Wish I knew what his heart was feeling.” Love is a wilderness that cannot be tamed. This child within,  Sometimes dances to his subtle tunes; it seems. She plays with fire, the same way he plays with words. This child within, lives in the present with great respect for the past; Everybody knows how to walk through fire. But to recall a burning heart without the flame; It takes a gypsy’s soul  – This child within, Surrendered to her anger, but her rage disappeared, Before the hour-glass was through. … Continue reading My Darling

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Hamartia

Maria Fokas

Hamartia  An eternity of holding onto the edge of her thoughts – She leads me into her sorrows beneath her celebrated joys. We play in the waves of her mood with the changing of her seasons. I lose myself in her cries, when old scars hinder her needs. Those gestures that delay her sleep, I can never change. “What burns inside your heart today?” she whispers in the morning bask. And I am grateful for her generous touch; In all the memories of my todays, Knowing she will never miss me – In the chaos of her tomorrows.   Dedicated … Continue reading Hamartia

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Purple Darkness

Maria Fokas

 Purple Darkness A day that can be ruled by a kiss A twist and a twirl with a Prince I just wanted to touch your soul I have no past, I need no future A never-ending reign of dreams To plunge into your fantasy In wonderous memories of love remembered Rip out and burn those false beginnings A candle’s scent; to keep you company I offered a gate into the wild of purple With music that can make you dance till tomorrow That is all I have to give, before the end of me And after I’m gone, change what … Continue reading Purple Darkness

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Anticipated Memories

Maria Fokas

Anticipated Memories The wickedness of collapse, is that it comes in idle whispers. It takes you in its arms; numbing the yearning to dream. In quiet steps, it alters the world you thought was real. The present is misplaced, and in the depths of darkness you descend. You see a glimpse of truth in your attempt to trust. A faint spark of memory keeps coming back; There it is; nearest to your heart, that little thing called love. My muse had a charming way of bringing back the dead.    – In all its imperfections, it was a perfect World. … Continue reading Anticipated Memories

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In the Night of Sleep

Maria Fokas

    In the Night of Sleep by Maria Fokas   “I will feel my way into it again, as I do every time I recall her story”, Marianna said to me. We sat on the deck of her summer beach home, with the endless sea stretched out before us. A vintage white table set between us, covered with a fragment of a past time; a delicate ivory laced tablecloth her grandmother had knitted in her youth. The soft ocean hushed between the faint melodies of singing birds. I could feel the sea air caressing my skin. She smiled and … Continue reading In the Night of Sleep

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Featherless Wings

Maria Fokas

Photograph by Maria Fokas Featherless Wings  The branches dare to disturb; Moving in a motion that tangles their world. Their whispers; in the winds of passing seasons – The fear of triumph is absent, They are alive, that is their quest – Conversations of love do not break their delicate wings. Trees have wings? Wings without feathers; fly by the scent of their leaves. They capture the day, and stir the night. No words to torture their souls – They reflect on prolonged possibilities; And drink from the songs of passers-by.   © Maria Fokas/ Feb 17 2016/All Rights Reserved Continue reading Featherless Wings

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The Rain

Maria Fokas

The Rain by Maria Fokas Oh that gentle rain, aching to come back, time and again. No warning to let you prepare. Like a bow and arrow to ruin your day. Can you plan around such a tease? Oh sweet rain, running free . . . I will keep your secret; and be grateful for thee.  Happy to welcome that gentle drop; On my lips, and down my neck; To whisper . . . I just like coming back – © Maria Fokas/all rights reserved, and Photo Credits/ 2017   Continue reading The Rain

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The Massacre of Kalavryta

Maria Fokas

The Massacre of Kalavryta by Maria Fokas – I will feel my way into it again, as I do every time I recall her story. I sat on the deck of her summer beach home, with the endless sea stretched out before me. One could only hope for that moment of tranquility to last forever. A vintage white table set before me, covered with a delicate ivory laced tablecloth her grandmother had knitted decades ago; a fragment of a past time. She stepped out onto the deck to join me; holding a tray with homemade cookies, and iced-lemon-tea, filling the … Continue reading The Massacre of Kalavryta

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The Bridge Across the Sea

Maria Fokas

The Bridge Across the Sea by Maria Fokas On my death-bed, I say my last goodbye. I do not utter his name; a forgiving tragedy; And to his final question: I speak a lie. I shall not shed another tear for the moments denied. I shall not shed another tear for foolish twisted humanity – I shall not shed another tear for that weakness to suppose. Erase me from your past; . . . the years you have forsaken me – Each genuine day; Each generous hour; A love I embraced: In pure desire, his lips I kissed – Every … Continue reading The Bridge Across the Sea