The grainy monochromatic photograph

A fading red heart on aDusty cover page of anAlbum bound with memories ofPeople holding hands, and ofEyes perhaps happier thanThose staring at them, because, Sepia tones and tattered corners,Black and white and worn out borders,Have eyes that smiled at each other, notThose that smiled at cameras, for Pictures cannot just wait to start, How…

To a fresh start

Here’s to a fresh start,Here’s to today,A clean, open slate,And a bright warm day. Here’s to serenity,Here’s to all life,A chance to just smile again,In entirety of strife. Here’s to our families,Here’s to all the hope,That keeps us from tumbling down again,Down this wicked hole. And as the sun did shine on us,I hope it…

Redefining the Greek meze

I’m at a traditional olive farm, lying in the green grass dotted with yellow wildflowers. The sun filters out through the dense foliage of the boughs of the olive trees and their sharp aroma tingles my nose. An almost salty breeze hits my skin as I stare at the pale blue Mediterranean sky, lost in…

A water lily’s serenade

I sleep in thoseDungeons dark.Shadowed thoughts.Forgotten dreams.Skin paper thin.YetWhen you touch me,With your fingers of gold-The musty mistOf melancholy dies.Darkness cowersUnder your effulgent shine.My skin’s aglowIn your lilac light,Intoxicating, my sun,I your amethyst eyes, In your gentle kiss, is your lover’s rise.