Ishaisms, Poetry

Trojan Horse

Lady Luck stroked my face on a moonlit nighther gifts were plenty, her grace benign.I let myself wilt into a giddy sleep"Fortune hath chosen my bedside!" In the morning, horrified, I wake to seethe hue and cry, the dole and mire;"All lost!" "All lost!" is all they repeat...All is lost in the fire. I fall… Continue reading Trojan Horse


At Sea

“I am in blood, stepped in so far, that should I wade no more- returning were as tedious as go o’er…” - William Shakespeare’s, Macbeth.                                                 Yet, there is a part of me that wants to stop. To give in to the waters and become a stone-cold statue at the bottom of the ocean, but the… Continue reading At Sea