My Master my Slave

My Master my Slave

9 December 2016

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Crossing gates

Of purgatory

The lives held

In barbed wire

The breath through which we expire

Kindling a new fire

 

Sustenance

More than mere penance

My backbone

Marble stone

Holding through stormy weathers

Loss of my feathers

 

We carve path

In cloud-rimmed blue skies

Where dark creed

Count the spies

They gather around the lies

Their fear unending

 

Surrendering

The only option

Giving in

Cloaked and thin

The source errors wanton glitch

Correctional twitch

 

Leitmotiv

Elevator pitch

I quote Heart

Sing bloodlines

Of all from which we are rich

Before sunset switch

 

He calls me

My Master my Slave

As we pave

A New World

Building with all that was hurled

The oncoming Wave

 

Reading of the poem: 

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The Inferno – Emma Shapplin

The Lovers – Emma Shapplin

Nothing Wrong – Emma Shapplin

 

The promise

The promise

11-12 June 2016

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Moonlit skies

They speak of night’s wish

Silent flames

The stars bright

The Time when all sets in right

Falling into place

 

Silken lace

Velveteen instants

Dark aglow

With the light

A million candles whisper

Haunting tapestry

 

Leitmotiv

In the mind voices

They call out

To shadows

They breathe the night to forgive

In places to cure

 

Minds allure

Power a totem

Branded cow

Takes a bow

Corridas for all genders

The new age tenders

 

She waits lone

Her frame silent tomb

Engulfing

Pervading

The night’s thicket like black ink

As the seconds drop

 

Countless times

She rehearses phrase

The one learnt

In a daze

When everything meant something

When promises held

 

True beacon

It is in the flame

That shivers

Yet shimmers

As the white wicker simmers

With remnants of heat

 

The dust shines

In between shadows

Translucent

White traces

Of the decaying matter

Clinging on to life

 

Lessons learnt

They may rewind Time

To fulfill

The promise

The heart a faithful servant

Love only master

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Sigma – Secret Garden

Papillon – Secret Garden

Silence Speaks – Secret Garden

Adagio – Secret Garden

Lotus – Secret Garden

The Promise – Secret Garden

Song from a secret Garden – Secret Garden

 

De silence gouffre béant faire de moi endormie / From silence gaping chasm to make me a sleeper

De silence gouffre béant faire de moi endormie

(occitan sonnet. Translation into a free sonnet in English below the French version and here)

12 March 2016

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Les paroles vainement dites sont les sceaux des tombeaux

Où lys et pissenlits reposent doux face à face

Gloires et splendeur dédites orientent mes oripeaux

Cœur ouvert de délits ne connaît point disgrâce

 

Contez-moi les mérites d’arborer les lambeaux

Je vous froisserai les plis de vérités d’une race

Servitudes émérites les portant en flambeaux

Pour des ventres bien remplis sous des cœurs de rapace

 

Je n’ai eu de seigneur que la douceur des prés

Bleu de vastes océans abritant mes douces nuits

Je nais, hue ! on saigne heure en sang rouge des cyprès

 

Voyez en mon céans les battements de bleue vie

Il bat en mon cœur fleur violette qu’on tait exprès

De silence gouffre béant faire de moi endormie

 

Lecture du poème: 

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From silence gaping chasm to make me a sleeper

(sonnet in English translated from an Occitan sonnet written originally in French above this English version or here)

12 March 2016

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The words said in vain are the seals of tombs

Where lilies and dandelions lay soft face to face

Glory and splendor denied orient my tatters

Open heart of offenses knows never the disgrace

 

Tell me about the merits of brandishing shreds

I will crease for you the folds of the truths of a race

Distinguished slaveries, carrying them like torches

For well-filled bellies under raptor hearts

 

I had no other master than the gentle meadows

Blue of vast oceans sheltering my sweet nights

I am born, boo! They bleed the hour in red blood of cypresses

 

Look hither within me the beating of blue life

In my heart beats a flower violet that they silence willfully

From silence gaping chasm to make me a sleeper

 

Reading of the poem: 

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“Tristes apprêts, pâles flambeaux” (Rameau) Véronique Gens

Lieux funestes – Rameau/Dardanus (Paul Agnew)

Peuples heureux, Act 2 – Rameau (Les Festes de Polymnie)

‘Je cours flechir un dieu severe’ – Rameau (Les Boreades with Paul Agnew)

The Art of saving a Life – Behind the Scenes (Alexia Sinclair)

Kissed by the Moon – Alexia Sinclair

Whispers in the Woods – Alexia Sinclair

 

Beyond Connection

Beyond Connection

2 September 2015

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I constructed you

You then deconstructed me

Laughed, hid the pieces

 

The key to the mind

Lies within thoughts’ meanders

Keys to heart flicker

 

Captured and released

Unwilling pact of freedom

Misplaced denied bonds

 

My hands lay helpless

Numbness then blood flowing back

Tingling sensations

 

Phantom cords cut all

Wounds that had crusted over

Where salt cauterised

 

Seeking the prison

Of mind that had most mattered

Cotton for the soul

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Beguiled mind relived

A lifetime of servitude

To masters that fleeced

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A shiver calling

To birth of a new era

Where slaves buy life back

 

A penny for Love

No quarters given today

Dime dozen’s fickle

 

Your form bathed in light

Cast against my darkness spelt

Chance of renewal

 

The candle’s flame lisped

Slithering towards my heart

Whispering new tongue

 

Every language ours

My thoughts trail off into yours

Beyond Connection

 

Ears pick up no sound

Artful measures a hiss feigned

Lungs filled in silence

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