Remembrance

Remembrance

13 February 2020

Courtesy George Redhawk

 

Remember

The slates wiped away

Room empty

No issue

Just water for some tissues

Spread out on my frock

 

I crane neck

Following through the insight

Dreary eyes

Unseen wounds

Figures with their knots set loose

Exchanging content

 

Play no more

Said voice in bosom

Remembrance

Reckoning

All will collect in dismay

The moments of loss

 

Reading of the poem:

Meu Fado – Mariza

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oP2xmmqgIqQ

Shower me in rain

Shower me in rain

10 February 2020

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Have it all

Bursting seams whispered

Pack in bulge

We indulge

Preserving by ingestion

All the holiness

 

I confess

In moments of sighs

The respite

In the might

Of the ghastly paths trodden

Forgiveness lengthy

 

My scream hurls

Off dilated chests

In plenty

Agony

Breathing in toxins to speak

What bosoms bore not

 

I claim eye

Redemption in sky

Words ripped off

The shorn back

Whip up a back to redeem

What I may then seem

 

Perfection

Art of plentiful

Nuances

Beautiful

Look within the chest that heaves

Nothing for the mass

 

Land of Perth

Rekindles the birth

Of the Love

Infinite

Take mind off woodlands ablaze

Shower me in rain

 

Reading of the poem:

Prosopa – Spanatis Spanoudakis

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

Irreducible

Irreducible

9 February 2020

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Break me pot

Dancing tradition

Rhythmic feat

Balanced neat

On the verge of extinction

A race to repeat

 

Blow me hot

The egg shells within

Frame melting

Iron clad

Beyond the anklets tightened

Staggering demand

 

Find me not

Irreducible

Elbows still

Ache the ribs

As I disperse beyond sheen

Of matter unseen

 

Reading of the poem:

Under your scars – Godsmack

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ng7QrYgdItQ

The Frost Chronicles 4: The secret world of the marid part 2

The Frost Chronicles 4:  The secret world of the marid part 2

12 January -8 February 2020

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She stared at the Marid who despite being right in front of her now still seemed like a towering giant. She wondered if her ears failed her as she could not believe what she had just heard. Did he really say daughter? She looked up at the cloud surrounding the haze which was his face.

  • You profess to be my father, she said in a voice that surprised her by its steadiness despite how shaken she was feeling.
  • I do not profess to be. I am, answered the marid.
  • I have a father of my own whom I have known since my childhood
  • I do not wish to remove his trace from your memory but he is not entirely your father
  • What do you mean not entirely your father?
  • It is something that your kind finds difficult to fathom. You see, your mother was married to your part-father but her heart had been promised to me within dream. She was my chosen one. When your moment of conception had come, I was within your part father and together we created you with your mother’s egg, your father’s sperm and my spark. What your kind never realizes is that the spark is stronger than the rest. Those of you created part marid can never deny your kind even if your part-parents may do so. You bear like us the gift of the sight beyond time, beyond matter.

She felt several protests and questions rising to her lips but she decided not to voice any of them. Somehow, somewhere inside her, the truth of what he was saying was dawning upon her. She had always known her father was not exactly her father and there was something different between her and her siblings. At every difficult moment she had gone through in her life, there had always been some sort of magically prepared way for her to be out of the quagmire she was in. She always knew it was no coincidence but she had a hard time realizing that it was her father from his unseen realm pulling the strings of fate in her favour.

  • Why do I not live within your world? she said after realizing that the marid was somehow reading her thoughts.
  • The djinn are not very welcoming to half djinns, he said. They fear them as they believe that humans are out to exterminate them. They do not realise that we can live in peace alongside each other as long as none fears the others.
  • You mentioned that half breeds like me bear the gift of the sight beyond time and matter. Do you mean I can predict the future as well as see what could have been changed in the past to avoid a certain future
  • Yes but it is a gift to use wisely and not to change things that would then make the future balloon out of control.
  • Why is it that I cannot see my own fate and future then?
  • That is because you are not transcending your own future. You have a sense of what is oncoming because of the deeply developed six sense that you have owing to the part marid nature of your DNA. You have, however, chosen to occult it owing to your fear of seeing beyond the creation of yourself. Indeed, if you were to see your future and given your current fears, it would be like an addiction where you would want to see beyond that future which represents your death and you would pass a kaleidoscope of images and sensations that would pertain to all the lives you’ve traversed until your reaching this birth. Given that all part marids are also powerful empaths, you would be condemning yourself to a great amount of torture just by passing through any of those kaleidoscopic lives you traverse if there had been any addiction or brutality within those lives.
  • I have a feeling I have done this on more than one occasion and I almost lost my sanity. I guess I should work more on the element of transcendence. I always thought that transcendence was the ability to reach stillness and start seeing everything from the point of the inner observer, thereby being out of time and out of matter.
  • It is that on a certain level. If you are, however, laden with fears that you have not confronted such as traumatic events in the past, then you never reach the proper level of transcendence. You only are at the fear based level and your attachment to your bodily presence enslaves you to see just one version of the truth instead of seeing it in its entirety.
  • How do I attain transcendence then?
  • Face your fears first, both known and unknown. Once you have done so, call upon me and I will let you know the true way of transcendence.

She nodded and he disappeared instantly. Inside she could feel welling up a thousand years of knowledge accumulated within past and future lives entering her mind. She could create items and sell them for a reasonable price using all the knowledge accumulated within her. If she created enough items from future thought that should pay a heavy reward and it should be an easy thing to do as she knew how to look into both the past and the present. She did not need the first marid’s help anymore. She vowed, however, to get to know more of the marid world as it was partially her world too and could help her belong to something finally.

Silence – Vargo

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U475MNNjLN0

Blue lakes inside me

Blue lakes inside me

2 August 2016

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The rain falls

Coloured black and blue

On my sides

Tanning hides

My pores all welcoming spots

Blue forget me nots

 

Slowly flow

Blue lakes inside me

Silently

Hidden skies

Whispering realities

Lift them to the clouds

 

I gather

In the rain that falls

Falls falls slow

On your lands

Blue and green blended mellow

Under desert sands

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Oh Gente da Minha Terra – Mariza

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3JtDRQrzKIs

Intrépide damoiseau à la poitrine imberbe / Intrepid young squire with a clean-shaven chest

Intrépide damoiseau à la poitrine imberbe

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

6 juillet 2016

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Ils parlent de justiciers de forces vives suintées

Par les pores de douleur pour une mort prérequise

Comme les glas par milliers de cloches noircies tintées

Font vibrer la noirceur enterrée en l’église

 

Pour les cœurs épurer de vieilles rancœurs teintées

Raconte-moi malheur rajustant l’entremise

De ces heures à sonner réunions éreintées

Enfouie dans la pâleur de ces choix de vie grises

 

J’aurais d’un entretemps fait feu vif de tout bois

Elagué les copeaux comme menues brindilles d’herbe

Réflexions pour longtemps font mémoire bon aloi

 

Comme le cours des ruisseaux délave de fleurs la gerbe

Ainsi venu printemps fait briller l’effort croît

Intrépide damoiseau à la poitrine imberbe

 

Lecture du poème: 

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Intrepid young squire with a clean-shaven chest

(Translation of a poem written in Alexandrin and Occitan Sonnet form. Original above or here)

6 July 2016

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They talk about vigilante of bright strength oozed

Through pores filled with pain for a prerequisite death

Like thousands of knells from black tinted bells chiming

Make vibrate the darkness lying buried in church

 

To purify hearts of old resentments tainted

Tell me misfortune adjusting intervention

Of those hours that are ringing tired reunions

Buried in pallor of those choices of gray lives

 

I could have from passing made bright fire from all wood

Then pruned the shavings like some slender blades of grass

Thoughts that are churned well make good quality memories

 

As the course of streams washes out the sheaf of flowers

So when it comes does spring shine all efforts and grow

Intrepid young squire with a clean-shaven chest

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Jealous of the rain – Michael Nyman

Diary of Hate – Michael Nyman

Memorial – Michael Nyman

A la folie – Michael Nyman

 

 

Les loups des marais / Wolves of the marshes

Les loups des marais

(Traduit en un shadorma en anglais ci-dessous ou voir ici)

22 avril 2016

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Retourne-moi

Je suis à l’envers

Délicate

Crêpe Georgette

Un tissu de clairvoyance

Tissé sans mensonges

 

Mange-moi donc

Je suis pilule d’or

J’agrémente

L’univers

Je colorie en gris-vert

L’illusion des prés

 

Digère-moi

Je suis en entrailles

Découverte

Lecture braille

Les mots pour extra-sensibles

Livre ouvert en cœur

 

Exsude-moi

Je sue de tes pores

Instinct d’hiver

Rêve printemps

Ma bouche formule bas tes vers

Deux cœurs en dévers

 

Recueille-moi

De ces mares sanglantes

Dénudée

Dévidée

Trois petits-tours et s’en vont

Les loups des marais

 

Lecture du poème: 

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Wolves of the marshes

(Translation of a shadorma written in French, see above or here)

April 22, 2016

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Turn me up

I am upside down

Delicate

Crepe Georgette

A fabric of clairvoyance

Woven without lies

 

Eat me so

I like golden pill

Decorate

Universe

I colour in greyish-green

Meadows illusions

 

Digest me

I am in entrails

Discovery

Reading Braille

Words for extra-sensitives

Open book in heart

 

Exude me

I sweat from your pores

Winter’s guts

Dream of spring

My mouth formulates your verse

Two hearts’ downward slopes

 

Collect me

From these bloody pools

Uncovered

Emptied bare

Three little rounds and they run

Wolves of the marshes

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Not Human – Javier Navarrete

Fireflies in the garden – Javier Navarrete

Long long time ago – Javier Navarrete

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gFbEs2MPHro

Within the absence of all

Within the absence of all

28 February 2016

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Happiness

Empty three vocals

Caught in throat

As I float

Otherworldly hands grasp me

My world is now shut

 

Like regret

Make me your sunset

Fading light

Glow me night

Seek me in the open winds

Where horizons merge

 

Wish me stars

I have hidden scars

Under lace

Through silk cloths

That speak of fiercest cuttings

Coursing through the wild

 

Let me be

There are reasons small

They crouch slight

As we call

Summoning of the amused

Pitfalls of laughter

 

Free my soul

Cease the mindless quest

Heart’s arrest

Is wane fate

Tomorrow I will be whole

In blood of my kind

 

Grant me void

Let me spin empty

Into dark

Glittering

Within the absence of all

None that I recall

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Courtesy Tomasz Alen Kopera on pinterest.com

Versa – We are not what we say we are

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

Dénouement

Dénouement

English translation below (A Alessandro de RISE)

16 janvier 2016

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Abandon

Ecorchure en mots

Peau qui coule

Diapason

Alignement de mon être

Musique funèbre naître

 

Résistance

Invincible élan

Préserver

Sauvegarder

Obsession de tous les temps

Passé imparfait

 

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Les tumultes

Flots de cœur avide

Découvrir

S’investir

Richesse de boyaux limpides

Cristaux pour rivière

 

Abandon

D’autres sens reprennent

Dictionnaire

Réfractaire

Je nage fort contre-courant

Les vagues mon tombeau

 

Dénouement

Une paix retrouvée

Lentement

Communion

Il me tient la main de loin

Traverser l’enfant

 

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As I realised some of you are kind enough to like my poems in French even though their French is a bit rusty or some just because they like the images and the feel of the poem without understanding much I have resolved whenever I can to put up a translation in English. It is difficult because the French language allows you to hide many more meanings into the same sentence and I find it less possible with the English, especially if one wants to respect the poetry rhythm and requirements. I have attempted to keep the below a Shadorma (in between brackets figures the correct translation of a word that I might have changed a bit to keep the Shadorma syllable count and in one instance I have put up another possible wording where the French word has more than one meaning). Thanks as always for your comments and encouragements 🙂

 

Denouement

(To Alessandro from RISE)

January 16th, 2016

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Abandoned (Abandonment)

Flaying of the words

Skin flowing

Tuning fork

Alignment of my being

Mourning music born

 

Resistance

Invincible force (momentum)

To preserve

To safeguard

Obsession of all Tenses

Past, the imperfect

 

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The tumults

Waves of hungry heart

Discover

To invest

Wealth of my transparent guts

Crystals for river

 

Abandoned (Abandonment)

Other senses sum [meanings] (resume)

Thesaurus

Rebellious

I swim against strong current

The waves are my grave

 

Denouement

A reacquired peace

Very slow

Communion

He holds my hand from afar

Crossing through childhood

 

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Alain Souchon – Les regrets (Clip officiel)

Mylène Farmer & Jean-Louis Murat – Regrets (Clip Officiel)

Il divo & Celine Dion – I believe in you

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ce8HZ2keKwk

Fear Ego’s highest Level

Fear Ego’s highest Level

17 November 2015

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Walk in the valley

Where shadows are only sight

Cracked Earth stretches

 

Reinventing paths

Build destroy and build anew

Within the cracks Breathe

 

Look upon the Lands

Liquid thoughts penetrate seams

All glory now spent

 

Metamorphosis

Three crows sang to nightingale

Over land’s watchdog

 

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Fall through listless cracks

Offering is not in pride

The living Confines

 

Grasping all within

Blowing it to Northern winds

Darkened eye meets Ice

 

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Rise to covered skies

The fall and the rise unite

Cold sun Witnesses

 

Anointed useless

Fear Ego’s highest Level

Parts with Sacrifice

 

Stand within the grounds

Be the dragon and the prince

All tides Overcome

 

Silent tunes will flow

From the hands that knead the air

Bright new Sunrises

 

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Frozen – Madonna