Ishaisms, Poetry

Unbecoming and Becoming

I'm tied - a lost, anchored boat, storm tossed in an abandoned land - with the water sizzling up in a flame, a fiery chalice, burning roped bridges, wreaking red and orange havoc that smoulders, crackles and drops, as the lone soul runs for dear life and the gasping bridge burns close behind... Save me,… Continue reading Unbecoming and Becoming

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Ishaisms

Maybe

So maybe she's mastered the poker face put the moon in a wineglass and escaped into the ink stained night reflecting no light, no starry blink no expression, no worries taking in the eclipses and storms that rent the firmament, into her galaxy and never crying tears of stardust. So maybe no one can see… Continue reading Maybe

Ishaisms, Poetry, The Pirate and the Damsel series

The Pirate and the Damsel (1)

He was a pirate and she a damsel in distress - rescued from a long lost island and marital duress. An amorous, ardent affair ensued beneath the moonless skies, and through the cover of darkness, even the stars dared not peep their eyes! Morning came and shone like nature's floodlight over their notoriety; gone was… Continue reading The Pirate and the Damsel (1)