Ishaisms, Reflections

The Wild Woods

Don’t dare to delve so deep, dear child, into the dark woods that you cannot find your way back… The woods are green and glorious, yes, but the woods are grim and ghastly too. The tenacious woods will trap you within themselves, closing in on you, climbing up your very toes, causing you to tumble… Continue reading The Wild Woods

Colour, Reflections, Soul, Soulmate

COLOUR OF THE SOUL

It’s funny how I’ve never had a conversation as honest, as deep and as “me” as I had, and still do, with my diary- or journal- call it what you will. And it’s funny since that’s not really a conversation; a one-sided one at most.  Any person who ever came as close to being a… Continue reading COLOUR OF THE SOUL

Ishaisms, Reflections

On these times…

Dear reader, I’ve sometimes noticed how people, well most of them anyway, have trouble making and maintaining eye contact throughout the course of a conversation or remaining unperturbed and engaged, in the face of distraction – tending to be more comfortable talking (typing, chatting) behind a screen than actually conversing or meeting. Can we actually… Continue reading On these times…

Ishaisms, Poetry, Seasons

Fall leaves, fall…

Fall leaves, fall, in your autumnal grey; now you prepare for the black pall, the naked winter days... Seasons wrap up like chilly pedestrians; each new morning closer to the close; how sanguine seem your yellow surfaces, as if kissed by the sunset's own hues! And like the dying in the final stages, you reveal… Continue reading Fall leaves, fall…