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