Losing touch

Losing touch

4-5 April 2016

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Caring much

Flames in heart a pyre

Soul outlet

Part regret

Equal portions of the two

The fear, the desire

 

Climb higher

Mountains may have peaks

Yet they stare

Into clouds

Solace a vision of shrouds

On heavenly frame

 

Call my name

In whirling waters

Abyss stares

Into skies

In between a string of lies

Man-made disasters

 

I fly free

The heart in throbbing

Holds the key

To kingdoms

There are castles in the air

Between mind and flair

 

Implosion

Internal order

Aligned streams

Path of dreams

The world less than what it seems

Dissolving matter

 

Rays scatter

Remnants of the fear

Scorching suns

Raise the bar

Feet walking on liquid tar

Roads of redemption

 

Losing touch

Recollections void

Nothingness

A slow spin

Neither lose nor ever win

Souls in between worlds

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Beauty King – The White Birch

Riot – The White Birch

New Kingdom – The White Birch

Love is so real – The White Birch

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ACwbn4OZOts

Solitary Dream

Solitary Dream

28 March 2016

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She roams Earth

In illusion’s frame

Her pace slow

Her Heart still

Her staff semblance of Oceans

Waters toil uphill

 

From afar

He divides waters

Promised lands

Splitting sands

Temples of the past resurge

From deepest callings

 

More says less

Concern with banal

Convention

Mere boredom

A whipping cane for the sane

Tripping on folly

 

Like cancer

Silent ills resume

Throbbing growth

Pervasion

Body’s short persuasion

Dying in white noise

 

Connection

Metastasis cure

Journey’s end

Stepping point

Like Siamese from head joint

Ad-libbing the words

 

Anchor me

The waters rise high

My ship sways

With the storms

I have lived beyond the norms

Of daily winters

 

I see gleam

Solitary Dream

It shines through

Lost lighthouse

Promises of forgiveness

New found tenderness

 

Reading of the poem:  

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Dream – Peruquois

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=akzczWxe4Ac

Glory’s wake

Glory’s wake

26 February 2016

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Sacrifice

A three letter word

Embedded

In my streams

Your broken body in dreams

As they take you down

 

They walk high

Above wilting stars

Their reign dark

Our fate stark

Destiny written in scars

Etched in our feathers

 

Soul weathers

Many thunderstorms

The heart heals

In the light

From coursing river it swarms

Energy of blue

 

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To renew

A leap of blind faith

Dark wedded

Starry skies

Waking souls discover lies

Under white covers

 

Moon hovers

Ominous silver

Lost star’s gate

It dissolves

Within the streams of their hate

As bosoms lay bare

 

Reach within

To morrows’ stories

I hold sight

Of beacons

Soaring eagles beyond might

Of Kings and regents

 

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We are Queens

Within our kingdoms

Bold reasons

Hold our heads

Above the valleys he dreads

Renewal our means

 

She gives birth

To our sorrows’ death

We inhale

Holy breath

Woven through the times on Earth

Chosen detention

 

Glory’s wake

Within the surging

Energy

Coursing through

The hand extended now you take

Psalms our intention

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Poets of the fall – Rebirth

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7mKhjUpgAcs

Like milk and honey

Like milk and honey

16 February 2016

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We will meet quiet

Where snowdrops once pierced in birth

On snow powdered cliffs

 

Chalk white images

Dance in playgrounds of my mind

Glassy retina

 

Double leap of faith

Continuous pace of dream

Into ether’s cream

 

A dip into blue

Velvety home to my kind

Raised in buttermilk

 

Waters will wash off

Age-old fluid cleansing tool

The condensed sorrow

 

I wrap around you

In smooth effortless fusion

Like milk and honey

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Written in the context of Ronovan writes Haiku Challenge. Ping back and rules here

https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/2016/02/15/ronovanwrites-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-84-milksmooth/

 

Wish you were here – Bliss

Edvard Hagerup Grieg – Sissel Kyrkjebo – Solveig’s Song from “Peer Gynt”

Homeland – Sissel & Prince Igor

Fallen – Delerium & Rani

 

Dreamtime’s kiss

Dreamtime’s kiss

13 February 2016

 

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Wane spirit

Comfortably tucked

Beside me

Breathing soft

Exhaling scent of amber

Musk and sandalwood

 

The tremors

Silently waking

The body

A snug spoon

Whispering under the moon

Night of no farewells

 

Inky black

It extended wide

Our slumber

Deep consumed

With heartbeats now soft resumed

Rhythmical slow dance

 

Play the track

Synchronicity

Brought alive

In our ears

Lost in a shadow less dream

Casting away fears

 

Hearts flutter

Sleep’s proximity

Sheer hindrance

For the love

Waking duty’s vibrancy

No time for penance

 

At dawn’s stride

Unabashed fingers

Implore sly

Rise and lie

There are landscapes to explore

Under moon then sun

 

Seek and hide

Abundance in me

Roam the sky

Stir the sigh

Wake the fragrance that lingers

In heart of gardens

 

Make me miss

The moments of calm

When we knew

Deep and true

The linings of fate and clouds

White and silver shrouds

 

Dreamtime’s kiss

The most soothing balm

Heart so blue

Stirred anew

Beats to new found melodies

Where soul is at ease

 

 

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9na Sinfonia – Beethoven

Moonlight Sonata – Beethoven

Fur Elise – Beethoven

 

Regret to rehearse

Regret to rehearse

12 February 2016

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The memory

Pregnant with silence

Fluttering

Inside heart

There is a fork where we part

Twining in futures

 

They speak soft

Of renewed endings

Rising high

Skidding fast

I lurch beyond my own past

Of broken treasures

 

Unchained hymns

Sing to my bosom

Chances slim

Where I meet

The tidings of our defeat

Suspended in air

 

The waves roll

Breaking on the shores

Where they flee

Thoughts that breathed

Invented by you and me

A world sprawled hopeful

 

We kill dreams

Mindless death’s tailors

Sewing firm

Soul will squirm

We merely tighten the seams

Threads pins and scissors

 

My mind blank

A throbbing beat haunts

Heart that sank

Into spleen

While everyday wiping clean

Memory of the taunts

 

Careless hands

They shuffle shaking

A loose deck

Where cards curse

Folly of their own making

Regret to rehearse

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Clair de lune – Claude Debussy

Sirenes. Claude Debussy

La cathédrale engloutie – Claude Debussy

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JAVyKDDsM3s

The wings they grow slow!

The wings they grow slow!

4 February 2016

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We build selves

Tall and proud oft held

A banner

Prejudice

Crime against what we ignore

We pick of known shelves

 

Magmatic

A sea of faces

Unending

We shun them

Our minds little spam agents

Breaking wheat from wheat

 

The hard looks

They tell us nothing

What is there

Is unseen

You can only see with heart

Placid meet and greet

 

We choose swift

The cut relentless

Faces gone

Slow depart

Our memories small suitcases

The rest a blank slate

 

Indifference

Invading spaces

Paper thin

Like my heart

On a stark moonless evening

Playing with the dark

 

I too cut

Oft into myself

Bleak and deep

As it seeps

Separating me from me

I bleed out the self

 

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You watch sad

There are rivers lit

By fireflies

In your soul

Where we could stitch some small parts

Save the wilderness

 

I cut slow

The task gory bleak

We melt fast

Like candy

Mouth place of prayer and sin

One of our bridges

 

I smell you

It fills my nostrils

Deep incense

Announcing

Your presence every evening

A mantle of joy

 

Like in dream

Floating high above

You beckon

To the stars

We are not what we may seem

Uneven our scars

 

We compare

Our bodies a map

Onlookers

Fascinate

They hail they revere they clap

Mutilated shells

 

We dilate

Cracked open we squirm

Tender worm

Readied harsh

It takes some light years to fly

The wings they grow slow!

 

Reading of the poem: 

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All you never say – Birdy

Shelter – Birdy

Wings – Birdy (Winter’s Tale)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cgmX2adsKQc

The winding footsteps

The winding footsteps

2 February 2016

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Wherever

I walk to the hiss

Of nighttime

And ravens

I find bloodied safe havens

The riddles galore

 

December

It creeps into Heart

Ice and rock

Like playgrounds

Fitted with the snowbound ears

Readied coals’ embers

 

I colour

The dreams of the lost

Cast souls’ mast

Wild banners

My fingers know not the cost

Of lilies and smears

 

The white flag

Hovering like breath

Under tears

Play do me

Child clay a pool of dark fears

My music a sin

 

Wave the wand

Glory disappears

Magic wanes

Sugar melts

Truth around us how it pelts

Hail to story’s spin

 

Stir the pot

We cook what we dream

Stew and Heart

Spices art

Of broth and the melting meet

Pieces of our selves

 

Eleven

Moons in the wings’ folds

Seven skies

Greet my sighs

We sever what we know not

The winding footsteps

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Colours of the night – Evi Vine

December – Wooden Arms

For the Dreamers – Evi Vine

Tide – Wooden Arms

How Time Flies – Evi Vine

Chariclia – Wooden Arms

In this moment – Evi Vine

 

The sound of burning cellos

The sound of burning cellos

14 January 2016

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There are lies

Carved in cider’s sweet

I drink them

Wasps’ honey

Bittersweet mind’s inventions

Parched throat cries in thirst

 

We believe

Hope a block of tar

Feathers white

The glue blue

Shadows slinking out of town

As the laugh peals shrill

 

There are dreams

Deconstructed stark

In moonlight

Indifferent

Cynicism a way of life

Tongues sharper than knives

 

There is truth

Hidden in disgrace

Squandered light

Death of swans

Don Quichotte young Juan

While flames await high

 

There is mind

Impenetrable

Logic stained

Fire-struck bleak

Winding its way through boxes

Moving is habit

 

There is heart

Between moon and sun

Dragons beat

Death and stars

Sixteen to nine inches splashed

In your face lurching

 

There is past

Lurking in the light

Blind pathways

Hidden stairs

Rungs of clues leading nowhere

Where angels exhale

 

There is now

Accumulation

Tight flashbacks

Threaded pins

Holding seams that disappear

When bodies dilate

 

There will be

Tomorrow’s ventures

Green valleys

Sunshine’s kiss

The sound of burning cellos

Flying through my spine

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Desolation – Adam Hurst

Death Waltz – Adam Hurst

Seven Veils – Adam Hurst

Wake – Adam Hurst

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I6U7NGRWQO0

I fly within a dream a restless nest

I fly within a dream a restless nest

7 January 2016

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I fly within a dream, a restless nest

Wings fluttering keen, Heart spent in earnest

A wicker and flame, rancid pile of coal

Roaring fire to tame, will consume me whole

Smoothing the feathers that smother my breast

 

Carried from yonder of places the best

Enchanted wonder of poets the fest

Now light me ablaze catch fire to soul

I fly within a dream, a restless nest

Wings fluttering keen, Heart spent in earnest

A wicker and flame, rancid pile of coal

 

Windless the night’s peak, no branch here to rest

Of chatter the weak would keep me abreast

The silence within, a gift to console

The blood that ran thin, a tear that heart stole

A look at these doubts, a moment of test

 

I fly within a dream, a restless nest

Wings fluttering keen, Heart spent in earnest

A wicker and flame, rancid pile of coal

Roaring fire to tame, will consume me whole

Smoothing the feathers that smother my breast

 

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Above the older version of the rondeau with the restatements and full refrain. Below the modern version with just the first three words of the restatement.

 

 

I fly within

7 January 2016

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I fly within a dream, a restless nest

Wings fluttering keen, Heart spent in earnest

A wicker and flame, rancid pile of coal

Roaring fire to tame, will consume me whole

Smoothing the feathers that smother my breast

 

Carried from yonder of places the best

Enchanted wonder of poets the fest

Now light me ablaze catch fire to soul

I fly within

 

Windless the night’s peak, no branch here to rest

Of chatter the weak would keep me abreast

The silence within, a gift to console

The blood that ran thin, a tear that heart stole

A look at these doubts, a moment of test
I fly within

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One day I’ll fly away – Nicole Kidman (Moulin Rouge)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YsdqqqMKkT4