Ishaisms, Poetry

Will o’ th’ Wisp

It’s nearly dusk, the white mists rise, like foam above the waters, and I cannot lie - for the life of me, I’m scared and I could swear I see the strange pale light. I fight to see through the blur and misty skies, I cannot trust the mind nor sight. Yet out there it… Continue reading Will o’ th’ Wisp

Ishaisms, Poetry

Sighs

Evening settles in, curtains drawn on charades of everyday nothingness blue specks of sky fade away the wind bows down to the earth slight raindrops play sonatas on roofs of tin. Inspired, I unpack my guitar case and strum it in the silences of my solitude, (a habit, a choice) you don't deserve my music,… Continue reading Sighs

Indifference, Ishaisms, Reflections

INDIFFERENCE

A certain numbness, a certain death, has always resided within my soul, and sometimes I can feel its heart beating… feel the numbness, hear death beat with a life of its own- a certain morose, yet regenerative kind of life- lying so close beside the fresh, vivacious, carefree part of me, that to smother one,… Continue reading INDIFFERENCE