Ishaisms, Poetry

Ishaism – November

Let the trees rest now and let down their leaves - these brown burdens are not meant for them to keep - but to be carried far away with the wintry breeze, before they wake and stretch their branches in Spring, so hush now, and let them sleep; hush now.... and let them sleep... ©… Continue reading Ishaism – November

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Ishaisms, Poetry

More than words…

How can some moments be defined; how flying birds be pushed to cage; how breathing dreams in song confined, when mortal fetters they have ravaged? Of sunken ships I no more sing, I only sing of birth - waves of sorrow, low tides bring - let me make friends with mirth! Novelty, jubilant and infallible,… Continue reading More than words…

Ishaisms, Reflections

On the voyage of life…

[Dear reader, I’m sharing another page from my diary, penned many years ago, in an attempt to heal from the death of a loved one, by thinking of and trying to validate in (dramatic) prose, the purpose of existence and the joy of living, and invalidate the stressful, unfounded thoughts (that once gravely afflicted me)… Continue reading On the voyage of life…