The soul inside the statue

On the pedlar's street, there was a pedestalmade out of funny, crooked stoneupon which, stood a bent man's sculpturehis solemn look quite chilling to the boneThe inscription said he was the first to sellaround those parts, his peddled waresthat he died both hungry and miserableand with a great many caresOne night, as the merchants packed…

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5 years on WordPress

Ishaisms Though I registered on WordPress on this day, in 2017, it wouldn't be until the second of January in 2018 that I would make my first blog post. I was always someone for traditional publishing- not wanting my work to be put up online, until a close friend created and gifted the blog to…

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Thought I'd share a laugh, with my greetings, as the year comes to a close, by sharing an old poem which I found in a diary I maintained through 2007-2010. It is clearly inspired by my years studying in a Victorian convent, the books I read and my growing adoration for the Bard - and…

Absolutely random post but if you are the kind of reader I think you are, you’ll get the message…

Disclaimer - Dear reader, no brain cell was exploited in the thinking and writing of this post. Any resemblance to the kind of posts that you may have come to expect from Ishaisms is purely impossible, (although mild and poor attempts have been made at it at the introduction and conclusion). However, if you'd like…

Ishaisms – May

For if those, who have been shown hell, can still behold the vision of the heaven that awaits them; what then, my friend, can they not do? Dedicated to those gems of this mortal world - Writers. [And with this, I publish my fiftieth post on WordPress! Thank you dear reader, for your time, appreciation…