Have I ventured to yet travel the long plight Of the sun? No more than my eyes lay in duress. For it is this duress overwhelming soulful kin about their ken in time’s due stake in an artificial scope the heart’s desires sing. Measurement be stern in mindful ways be dialed. However, it is your … More No More Than My Eyes Lay
What is a journey without taking the first step? I’ve been on quite a journey these past few months. Journaling is a must in my day. I started a new job on March 12, 2018. My mom moved back to Kalamazoo after living in Florida for 26 years. I don’t know what I’d do without … More What Is A Journey Without A First Step?
I’m lit by fire burning in your pulse. Whisper to me your secrets, and I will weld them into my heart. Festering plague drowns your sorrows; yet, the spirit gets lost in untidy halls. Cobwebs fill my mind. I delve into my dream state where I tear them down. The more I wave out my … More Whisper To Me Your Secrets
The drums beat on in my head. Isolation consumes the pangs In my heart. They feed on the Lord’s Vespers. With every word breathed from Hollow songs, Tithes burn within me for as long As soulful melodies echo along Bashful trees waving their limbs At me to say, “Hello.” Fortitude is the longevity He … More The Drums Beat On In My Head
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
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
Through the darkness my calling Treads along beside me down a Broken road. Pieces of granite spring up, coming Toward me in hot pursuit of my spirit. However, my spirit struggles to remain At bay, and cries out, “Why this burning Pang for a home I don’t know?” The heavens reply, “Its song pours out … More Gateway