Spinning Eight

Spinning Eight

21 May 2016

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Sacred blood

Diluted in her

Glory’s tides

Closed caskets

They carry gold in baskets

Redemption her weight

 

Heavy stance

Her destined measure

Royals pay

Bleak treasure

Son daughter and the unborn

Their tribute forlorn

 

The kings walk

Following North Star

Polar talks

Opposite

Spun out of control we are

Twined in other side

 

Night-clad ride

The bosom silent

The eyes keen

Frame unseen

They hurry towards deserts

Where sands recount Time

 

They await

His eyes his passion

She watches

Unmoved mind

Only Heart in compassion

Appearance deceives

 

He grieves

Locked within remnants

Star born creed

Heaven’s leaves

Lost each of his descendants

Sacrificial greed

 

In her eyes

He distills waters

Their hearts beat

Unison

She picks up as he falters

Twined are their spirits

 

Spinning Eight

Infinity’s Tale

Unborn male

Now female

Gods and Demons laughing fail

To explain the joke

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Down like Rain – Jesse Cook

Ocean Blue – Jesse Cook

Rapture – Jesse Cook

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0wyntaG_N3Y

Warriors

Warriors

20 May 2016

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Do you hear

The call of the Love

Vibrations

Penetrate

Every fiber of our frames

Soul quits playing games

 

Still the mind

Hear inner voices

They speak Art

World’s beauty

Love is more than mere duty

The voice of the Heart

 

Earth revolves

Spinning round and round

Gathering

Deep essence

The twirling confirms presence

Of the inner self

 

The raindrops

They quench every thirst

Glistening

Falling free

The mighty brought to the knee

Forgotten children

 

Twining roads

They lead to escape

The blue fires

Rekindled

From ashes of the grey dust

Love is more than lust

 

The battle

Lies in giving in

Warriors

Splintered minds

Gather remnants of their kinds

Retrieving oneness

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Beauty Pure Consciousness and Infinity – Vargo

Precious – Vargo

Warriors – Vargo

 

Our traces

Our traces

20 May 2016

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The battle

Against hopelessness

Repeated

Endlessly

Within the soul restlessness

Killer of the dreams

 

The days fly

Repeated measures

The pace slow

Hesitant

Walking behind lost treasures

Our selves a shadow

 

We are lost

Cast in wilderness

Our traces

Running roots

Within futures’ past faces

Faded memories

 

Reading of the poem: 

Daydreams – Abel Korzeniowski

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E6ru5Flp8UQ

Vois le sort qui m’amène au pays du déni / See the fate that brings me to land of denial

Vois le sort qui m’amène au pays du déni

(Poème écrit sous la forme de Sonnet Occitan, traduit en anglais ci-dessous ou ici)

20 mai 2016

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Me vois-tu là œuvrer préparer le départ

Eriger mes flambeaux en vue d’un long voyage

Tu peux lors admirer le summum de mon art

De tanner oripeaux en un immense voilage

 

Le départ va sonner trois petits tours et un quart

Vois préparer les eaux insondable barrage

Miroir pour se mirer traversée de l’écart

Estampillés les sceaux de mon royal plumage

 

Je perce les flancs serrés d’un rideau de combats

Tréteaux blafards d’une scène où l’on vit l’ennemi

Coups en corps par milliers inlassables soldats

 

Vois le sort qui m’amène au pays du déni

Qui me fait retourner au ciel de mes abats

Où j’enfante Roi mécène Dieu des deux mondes béni

 

Lecture du poème:

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Je m’en vais – Miossec

Brest – Miossec

La Grande Marée – Miossec

 

 

See the fate that brings me to land of denial

(translation of a Sonnet written in french in Occitan Sonnet format. See original above or here)

20 May 2016

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Do you see me at work preparing departure

Erecting my torches for a very long trip

You can now admire the pinnacle of art

In tanning all the rags into an immense sail

 

The departure will ring three small rounds and quarter

See prepare the waters in unfathomable wall

Mirror to see oneself, the crossing of the gap

Well stamped are now my seals of royal heritage

 

I pierce through the tight flanks of curtain of combat

Pale trestles of a scene where we live enemy

Shots in body thousands from the tireless soldiers

 

See the fate that brings me to land of denial

That makes me return to heaven of my innards

I give forth King patron God of both worlds blessed

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Death is the road to awe – Clint Mansell

Xibalba – Clint Mansell

Stay with me – Clint Mansell

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=phX4z1uY55U

Will you see?

Will you see?

18 May 2016

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Constant flow

Illuminates skin

Empty space

Between cells

Renewing with rising glow

Diffusion of light

 

See beyond

Matter dissolves slow

The skin fades

Trace suffuses

Retina optical play

For phantom member

 

Cast ember

Redefines the dawn

When suns rise

Dark powers

Dilute into nothingness

Wild horse to harness

 

Rodeo

Exercise of wild

Shaking limbs

Frothing mouth

Decaying North going South

Heaped insanity

 

See the light

Observe its darkness

All defined

By opposites

The Queen in her castle sits

Pantomimes her voice

 

Geometry

Subordination

Shades of Pi

We rely

Upon the squared circles lie

Stars’ definitions

 

Will you see?

She voices puzzles

Unseen calf

Rays nuzzles

The cow mother gathers green

Tender baby spleen

 

Reading of the poem:

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The nature of Daylight – Max Richter

Embers – Max Richter

The leftovers soundtrack – Max Richter

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eNCakQn_0hE

In between the voids

In between the voids

17 May 2016

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Giant frames

Invisible hands

Seal entrance

To pathways

The door beckons as it sways

I have my own ways

 

Blue twister

In merry-go-round

Blocks the sound

Locks out light

The whirling slow out of sight

Into pitch black night

 

Other side

Uncoiling whirlpools

Mind now stilled

Chest expands

Flowing into the circles

Bubbles of smooth air

 

Come hither

The voice loud commands

Its demands

Chronicles

Spirit stories from dead books

Decoding the names

 

Terse verses

Split the white waters

Lock dungeons

Trade dragons

The bodies leave in wagons

In between the rays

 

I read shrill

My alphabet space

Between dots

Within lines

Splitting into horizons

Under the twin suns

 

Going home

The giant leaps low

A footstep

Covers Earth

Renewing forgotten birth

Into the abyss

 

Sinking ground

Retreats in waters

Tornadoes

Spiral black

Beckoning to journey back

When soul loses track

 

Parallel

The crosses spit fires

Naked lanes

Define planes

Where spaces intersect straight

In between the voids

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Time and Space – The Cinematic Orchestra

All Things to All Men – The Cinematic Orchestra

To Build a Home – The Cinematic Orchestra

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QB0ordd2nOI

Of transformation

Of transformation

17 May 2016

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Lost fragments

The soul gathers slow

Endless task

Humming low

In the twining suns I bask

Split between the Times

 

Take my words

Reunite their glow

In half-light

The half truths

More than feel of nursery rhymes

Picture perfect shot

 

Hear them now

Arrival of birds

Giant wings

Leader sings

The songs of new beginnings

Of transformation

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Dawn – The Cinematic Orchestra

 

Arrival of the birds – The Cinematic Orchestra

Transformation – The Cinematic Orchestra

 

Weavers in dungeons

Weavers in dungeons

16 May 2016

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Crawling Earth

Heavenly nature

Wasted flight

Burnt candle

Amorphous remnants of light

Hybrid beings roam

 

Scorching rays

A prison so bright

Morning sun

Shunned glory

The rebels face fate gory

Beads of consequence

 

The hand counts

Remainders of days

Centuries

Fly in hours

Counting the traces of scars

From wings’ extraction

 

Monster park

Theme of a nightmare

Creepers seed

With tight veins

Thickening branches restrain

Every free movement

 

Running still

Mouth a gaping hole

Motionless

Screaming void

Face of expressions devoid

Legions of stillness

 

Eerie lights

Decorate their frames

Forgotten

Ancient names

Lie in books to raise them free

Weavers in dungeons

 

Reading of the poem: 

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The offering – Shaman’s Harvest

Dragonfly – Shaman’s Harvest

In chains – Shaman’s Harvest

 

Redefine purple

Redefine purple

16 May 2016

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Smoky eyes

Redefine purple

The mist’s haze

The mind’s maze

Blue and red now come ablaze

Twining with the sun

 

End of lies

Redefine purple

Flowing tide

Glowing pride

The boon granted to the bride

Under the new suns

 

Dragonflies

Redefine purple

Wings aglow

Splendor show

Riding through the high and low

Going with the flow

 

Reading of the poem: 

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God is trying to tell you something – The colour purple

 

Every magic word

Every magic word

15 May 2016

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Our burdens

The sum of sorrows

We carry

Their dead gait

Knees caving under the weight

Of wasted morrows

 

Open heart

Let the sorrow drip

Like the rain

Kissing Earth

See in their embrace rebirth

Of inner children

 

We were once

The kings of playgrounds

Our chests bare

Laid down hair

The dark stringent marks of Time

Still unwoven threads

 

Soul carefree

We danced with the winds

That shook fierce

All the fires

Within heart carving desires

The mind a wild bird

 

Bleak routine

Settling in with hooks

Anchored us

Rooted feet

Day by day we faced defeat

Of the larky times

 

The dreams dreamt

They are lost in mists

Read in books

Blown in winds

Paper scattered now rescinds

Every magic word

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Profumo di donna – Enrico Rava

Mi ritorni in mente – Enrico Rava

Spleen – Enrico Rava and Richard Galliano

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RJN_Tfaj_KI