The flaming bushes
13 July 2016
Thwarting Time
My hands unconstrained
Strumming rhyme
As it rained
From heavens dewdrops gathered
In my blooming Heart
The moon spake
Of suns disappeared
Like spirits
Of the leaves
Upon fall of seasons rake
Disincarnate flow
She said soft
I rise while he sets
I bed him
He bid me
A goodbye morrow’s token
The flaming bushes
Reading of the poem:
Song to the moon – Antonin Dvorak (Soprano: Renée Fleming)
I yearn to go Home
7 August 2015
What desolation!
Infinite sadness beholds
My withering eyes
To reach the doorstep
Look into the purest Love
And tread footsteps back
For it was not time
Shimmering stars winked
And bade me goodbye
With a heaving heart
And renewed sadness of loss
I left Source’s arms
Mind split like my soul
Orphaned without the Mother
I wander all Earth
Night time sees me wake
To the scent of her beauty
I yearn to go Home
Breaking the dark waves
30 July 2015
Tears glistened in skies
As silver moon slowly wept
The loss of its light
Goodbye passages
Walks in realms of nevermore
Lead to new morrows
Your face in my soul
Sings dark haunting melodies
That spell twists of fate
Palpable, headstrong
Electricity of you
Shivers through my frame
Inky they roll on
Like the ebb and flow of life
Ensnared I flutter
A light in the night
Shines through the sadness of loss
Breaking the dark waves
Dark matter
13 – 14 March 2015
Poppies red in field
Danced to the wake of sunlight
Before stillness hit
Like an earthquake hearts burst out
From withered poppies that shrank
<3
Crimson hearts pulsate
In their naked agony
Frail and bodiless
Slender frame responds shaking
As the hearts begin to beat
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The throbbing hummed on
Beating to the rhythm of red
Cast on sea of hearts
Ocean in heart responded
While I picked them one by one
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Feathers gathered pink
To gushing crimson fountain
Soft they had been once
Mellow in healing touch
Hands extended I faltered
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Sewn across bodies
Shells picking up a new life
Hearts reached out in vain
Tight writhing chest echoed dull
As my arms withdrew sullen
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All I had was ink
Dark matter spilled on my hands
As I waved goodbye
My mind walked on free yet tied
To a bottomless low tide
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