Ishaisms, Nature, Short Story

The Wind and the Tree

In the days of old, on an isolated icy mountain, far up the Northern belt of a place that now boasts only of ruins, of debris, of poetry - of the essence of a great love that once existed; a great battle, that once was fought; and the low, pining rustling of the suspicious, secluded,… Continue reading The Wind and the Tree

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Ishaisms, Nature, Poetry

Birds of the Courtyard

Where have they gone - the birds of the courtyard - that chirped ceaselessly, before a sharp sound or those chattering monkeys set them aflutter? Do you remember how they descended from their glorious aerial abode to the courtyard, in warm gratitude for the host, delightfully picking at the seeds strewn on winter mornings -… Continue reading Birds of the Courtyard

Poetry, Ishaisms, Nature

The Tree

I shed my leaves and stare at the sun stand stark and bare, unafraid to burn; let the roar of the river reverberate and rent the overcast, overwhelmed firmament. Glad tidings to all that curse to see from these harrowing horrors, my release - when charred to a crisp 'neath ash grey skies like the… Continue reading The Tree

Freedom, Ishaisms, Nature, Poetry, Prisoner

The Innocent Prisoner and the Tree

Many a time, in dark and dreary hours, did the innocent prisoner sing to it his serenade- looking out upon the oak tree, in the meadows, staring longingly at the raised branches of his only comrade. Oh yes, he had been lost and lonely, his heart full of sorrow- borne by him only, And he… Continue reading The Innocent Prisoner and the Tree