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


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