A Man Of Hope 

Sending his spirit through the clouds, his eyes remain transfixed on mine. I can see his gentle heart glowing a vibrant gold.  For there is a fire burning within him guiding the lost toward the realm of heaven. For he is a man precluding hope. (c) Copyright, Kiki Stamatiou, 2017


Such a mystery is the way Of the sun, burning up a crimson red. For if only a laugh could extinguish His rage. How flamboyant you are, he replies, When sorrow rises in the gust of wind, Blowing upon my face. Open wounds burst into flames, Transcending me a three-fold. For I am nothing but … More Fury

Esoteric Visions

Sand clogs my mind. Thoughts don’t come to Me in steady grinds of data. Sleep conjures up its own Storm where I’m carried away Into waves filling esoteric visions. (c) Copyright, Kiki Stamatiou, 2016