The Cleopatra Tales 1: Divine Union – Hieros Gamos
Dans la gloire qui périt dans les cendres de nos urnes
(Poème écrit sous forme de sonnet occitan en vers Alexandrin. Traduit en anglais ci-dessous ou ici)
13 janvier 2017
De la lune nous voyons amas de faces obscures
De mille plaines érigées étendard argenté
De la veine essuyons larmes rouges en zébrures
Les faiblesses fustigées pâle sentier arpenté
Lendemains nous fuyons, points de croix en suture
De ces pages rédigées en mémoires présentées
En veine cave appuyons des doux cœurs écorchure
Les voltiges dirigées en falaises serpentées
Récolte-moi des abimes dans des terres désolées
Quand la nuit s’assombrit dans les pensées nocturnes
De nos souvenirs sublimes en presqu’îles isolées
Ravive lueur qui luit dans nos sursauts diurnes
Remontée des vieilles cimes en terrains décalés
Dans la gloire qui périt dans les cendres de nos urnes
Lecture du poème:
In glory perishing in ashes of our urns
(Translation of a poem written as a Occitan sonnet in Alexandrin. See original above or here)
13 January 2017
From the moon we now see clusters of dark faces
Thousand plains erected like a silvery flag
From the vein we will wipe a criss-cross of red tears
Weakness castigated pale pathway travelled through
The morrows that we flee, patchwork of cross stitches
From these pages written in memories displayed
On cava vein let’s press the sweet hearts abrasion
The directed vaulting into the winding cliffs
Harvest me from abyss in the desolate lands
When the night will darken in the nocturnal thoughts
From our sublime memories in lone peninsulas
Revive glimmer that shines in our diurnal jolts
Rise of old mountain tops in the staggered terrains
In glory perishing in ashes of our urns
Reading of the poem:
Halfway out of the Dark – Aesthesys
Sailing to Byzantium – Aesthesys
I am Free that is why I am Lost – Aesthesys
Sing to me
17 October 2016
Sing to me
Of the night’s prayers
Of dull eyes
Shining bright
When the seeker finds the Light
Within depths of Dark
Sing to me
Of lonely bosoms
That live twined
In the Love
Under the wings of the Dove
Within desert storms
Sing to me
Of rivers of gold
That shimmer
In the cold
A promise of warmth untold
Of ways of the old
Sing to me
Of heavenly blooms
That grow slow
With dewdrops
Melting ice from mountain tops
In heathen places
Sing to me
Of a bright new dawn
Meeting eyes
As I yawn
Sun kissed horizons meet light
After dark of night
Sing to me
I will then sing back
Piper’s tunes
New moon runes
Waking into new glory
Founding the story
Reading of the poem:
Dante’s Prayer – Loreena McKennitt
Night Ride Across the Caucasus – Loreena Mc Kennitt
The Mystic Dream – Loreena Mc Kennitt
All is in now what is in sight
19 September 2016
Courtesy Heman Santiago on byhemansantiago.com
Like dislocated entities
Writhing in a mass of bodies
Identities in the worries
The sum of all our fears empties
Flailing pieces of past that tease
A present tense that would bid ease
Steadfast the falling memories
Uncover more than barren trees
Within bosom a dwindling light
Forging the strength of lone willow
Dawn rises after dark of night
Forgetting purple of twilight
Concentrating on the wane glow
All is in now what is in sight
Reading of the poem:
Adagio – Lara Fabian [Cinematic]
I will Love Again – Lara Fabian [Cinematic]
Tomorrow is a Lie – Lara Fabian [Cinematic]
The for never more
8 September 2016
The gowns flow
Like rivers of lime
Committed
The seventh crime
Nine gates carry to the rhyme
That unfolds in Heart
Renewed start
In seasons squared root
The owls hoot
To the moon
They speak of wish dead too soon
In folds of the night
Brief respite
Encounters of lips
In the dark
Shadows lisp
Unheard names before the lark
Chirps to the unseen
Ravens bleed
Velvet of the night
They hop low
Like a crow
Three blackbirds join in the show
Clipped wings fly too slow
Consensus
Gleaning compromised
By free will
Flown downhill
Through the aisle like corpse reeling
Loss of the feeling
Wrapping up
Loose ends that flutter
Gifts resist
Grim gutter
Words that Heart will not utter
The fornever more
Reading of the poem:
I’ll remember you – Sophie Zelmani
Waiting for the Miracle to come – Sophie Zelmani
Stay with my Heart – Sophie Zelmani
The inverted roles
8 September 2016
Clay pigeons
Rise up to my height
They fly high
Beyond sight
Artillery drawn reckons
The other beckons
Stand it off
The weight of the knees
Weary eye
Sees double
Compression of dimension
The folded bodies
We scare we
A game of two darks
Shares no light
Display might
It dissolves in the black marks
Streaking down my chin
Lower din
Your voice laminates
The whispers
The answers
To riddles we have become
They sail in monsoons
The three moons
They speak of shadows
That light smite
Pure de-light
Execution of the rows
Taking over night
Shifted poles
Stall my vibrations
They shiver
They quiver
Through contractions deliver
The inverted roles
Reading of the poem:
Hunter – Björk
It’s in our Hands – Björk
Possibly Maybe – Björk
The whisper of your shadow
3 September 2016
Convergent
Our focal points merge
Within sight
Of the night
Upside down worlds gathering
Ascending dissent
Divergent
The mind separates
Projections
Of our souls
Like “autodafé” on coals
Artificial leaps
The light creeps
It speaks of slumber
Twenty-three
Outnumbered
The whisper of your shadow
Dispersed recoiling
Reading of the poem:
I descend to You, You ascend to me – Alessandra Celletti
The Golden Fly – Alessandra Celletti
Crazy Girl Blue – Alessandra Celletti
What we were tonight
29 August 2016
Tonight slipped
From my limp fingers
Grasping none
Life unfair
Chose to pair them open air
Between the spaces
In dream state
I remember touch
We lock hands
In rapture
Hair electric on arm stands
Pulsing the texture
Remember
What we were tonight
When the light
Baleful shines
All the softness undermines
Lost scent of green grass
Reading of the poem:
Nothing really ends – DEUs
Ceremonial Centuries
28 August 2016
She wears me
Like cloak of the night
Deep the probe
Velvet robe
I give in to her dark might
No desire to fight
She gifts me
Honey from the bees
Poisoned vines
Heady wines
From deep millenary caves
Lair the reaper paves
Twined voices
We offer choices
Oracles
Dark and Light
Compounded the miracles
Of steps in advance
Prime numbers
Divide infinite
Deep slumbers
They awake
Nails across blackboards they rake
Lessons to be learnt
I gift her
The past reckonings
Of morrows
Built in air
The knowledge she has been there
Inside new future
I wear her
Like remnants of fur
Naked flesh
Stretched afresh
Ceremonial centuries
Shredded now at ease
Reading of the poem:
Our Love is Easy – Melody Gardot
Life in the Open
16 August 2016
The grief mind sharpens
Eyesight of the heart’s delight
Relinquishing might
Control of outcome
Buried in the seeping sands
Pits of yesterday
Daily sandstorms blow
Dismembering all traces
Of fires in deserts
Simplicity’s ways
Narrow streets transformed highways
Ride into gardens
Nighttime crawls to light
With breath of the morrows hope
All under the Sun
The darkness broken
By bright accumulated
Life in the Open
Reading of the poem:
The Time Traveler’s Wife soundtrack – Mychael Danna
The Time Traveler’s Wife soundtrack – Vitaliy Zavadskyy
The Time Traveler’s Wife – End Theme
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