Butterfly effect
3 September 2016
The paving
Of linear bricks
Constrain me
With black wall
Play of shadows mind enthrall
Following rabbits
Old habits
Wear me in measures
Of black white
Turning grey
The heart never counts delay
Though mind sees concrete
Fly higher
Time’s angles dilute
In carving
Absolute
I open wings resolute
Butterfly effect
Reading of the poem:
Black & White – Roedelius/Celletti
Come undone
27 August 2016
Whirling Times
Teach us winds’ lessons
Old treasures
Forgotten
In chest with papers rotten
From centuries past
Unbroken
The spine a pillar
Houses built
Without ground
Scarce the love to go around
Intentions that wane
Hearts we shun
From webs they have spun
Searing wings
Come undone
In pursuit of happy nest
Place for bones to rest
Reading of the poem:
How can you mend a broken heart – Al Green
For the Good Time – Al Green
Let’s Stay Together – Al Green
Heart shaped Polly gone
26 August 2016
Handed down
Jewel of my Crown
Endless heads
Flower beds
Prairies tall as gardeners reek
Generations leak
Entrusted
To the mindless eyes
Decisions weigh
Mass unwise
Prairies fall as gardeners reap
Generations leap
Hands many
The traceless is One
Bring me back
My emblems
Shadows your darkness totems
From my dance all stems
Eyes cast down
Heavenly choices
The mind own
Heart bonded
Skies when questioned responded
With my purple hues
Speak to me
Of ageless morrows
Give me rhythm
Of your Heart
Wisdom my soul will impart
Into your twined suns
Ascension
Flight to the placeless
Elevate
Inside Frame
New geometry the game
Heart shaped Polly gone
Reading of the poem:
Mandara – Vas & Azam Ali
Saphyrro – Vas & Azam Ali
Prayer for Soleil – Vas & Azam Ali
Hail Queens of morrows servants kept under
22 July 2016
Out of the rubble through your Love I fly
A wing to repair paper planes to carve
Time burst air bubble oozing out the lie
Slid from dragon’s lair for the love to starve
Remains of riches in poverty’s cloak
Shone through eyes of haunt in golden thistles
Dazzling white witches the blue fires stoke
The dark wizards taunt layers of bristles
Run me through forces a soul to keep free
As the skies turn black and the widows swoon
Purple blood courses through all that is me
I will three come back now pay me the boon
Hail Queens of morrows servants kept under
Rags of our sorrows stitched into thunder
Reading of the poem:
Breathturn – Hammock
You lost the Starlight in your Eyes – Hammock
Still Secrets Remaining – Hammock
Will You Ever Love Yourself – Hammock
Stars in the Rearview Mirror – Hammock
I can almost see You – Hammock
In the name of Love
7 July 2016
Their vision scorched me
Thousand soldiers of darkness
Of untruth their flag
Is this as it is
The sum of all our hardships
Walking on the knees
I roamed the deserts
My hair running its own way
Talks of centuries
My shadows cast light
In the silence of their screams
As the widow dreams
They hardened their hearts
In the name of freedom’s rings
As their chains tightened
Martial waverings
Their walks valleys of despair
As orphans huddled
The suns in me tire
Of the cycles of tales dire
Reinventing hope
The blind men will grope
Their hands panic stricken tools
Their hearts emptiness
Power’s not prowess
Only throne of loneliness
Rotten arm in glove
When I live again
Walk with me in the valleys
In the name of Love
Reading of the poem:
Kafartu – Dhafer Youssef
Soupir Eternel – Dhafer Youssef
In the name of Love – Dhafer Youssef
Neverending Love
7 July 2016
In heartbeats they stir
Feelings swimming like small fish
Bent upon a wish
The stars are shining
They call to heavenly realms
As waters retract
The pathways shimmer
They are strewn with memories
Of our starlit Times
Decomposing rhymes
I construct you a palace
Built upon rivers
Your name forgotten
As the tides broke the seashore
Archipelagos
Rise through the blue waves
That surge from depths of desert
Neverending Love
Reading of the poem:
Fish Beach – Michael Nyman
The Departure – Michael Nyman
Love doesn’t End – Michael Nyman
Small satisfactions
29 February 2016
Whispering
They invoke heartbeats
Laughter shines
Between sighs
Their hands draw the lows and highs
Each other’s confines
We are them
A glorious emblem
Of waking
In the love
Mantle of joy from above
Gracing our shoulders
Our smiles light
Lips exhaling slow
Broken days
Breath of nights
From times our jaws were set tight
Like life rope walker
Walls shudder
From growing fusion
Of bodies
You or me
The borders I cannot see
You end I begin
Then I end
Within your debut
Hushed fiat lux
When you grow
Fairy wings that I now sow
With my dying breath
Downtrodden
Small satisfactions
Console me
Like fingers
Brushing soft across my face
Wings of Angel’s grace
Reading of the poem:
Little things – Lotte Kestner
Wait for me – Lotte Kestner
Halo – Lotte Kestner
My story my guild weaving stars in mane
8 January 2016
The memories askew the light at the end
The Lilies stood tall roots six feet under
The fall I recall lightning and thunder
The breath mill that slew I begged to pretend
Alas now I knew these ways would contend
My Heart stood at wall the feet mere blunder
The mind before fall amnesia’s plunder
The moments so few where the will would bend
I would then rebuild from thread of Heart wane
A distant glue spilled upon clumsy hands
A heart’s hoofbeats chilled upon frozen lands
My story my guild weaving stars in mane
The fool now so thrilled would make more demands
Cross me for oats milled sparse watery plain
Everybody’s gotta learn sometime – Beck
Windmills of your Mind – Sharleen Spiteri
Marvel
24 December 2015
You
Angel
Feathers red
Sink into blood
Heartbeats of the hurt
You renew the old faith
Breathe magic and miracles
Flowing tides, new morrows ripple
Under your frame in shade of your wings
Pale shadows of hope walk into the change
While tables turn simple days into strange
Unbeknownst to burning heart that sings
The hands of fate churning cripple
The winding Times chronicles
Of lives now lost an eighth
Cleaning grime and dirt
In soul the flood
Now undead
Marvel
New
This poem is written in Etheree (and reverse Etheree) form. For more information on the form, click here
Disturbed – The light
Distance fades
21 December 2015
(This poem was originally written as a Shadorma under the title “The fading Times’ cuts” and I then reworked similar ideas into a different form called Tetractys transposing it into a double Tetractys as figures below)
I
Clasp firm
Your memories
Ghosts of future
Relentless the fading Time cuts through us
We carve souls in handwritten book of faith
Through stolen thoughts
Distance fades
Heartbeats
Sing
Breathe – The White Birch
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