Battlefield afresh

Battlefield afresh

10 December 2023
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Into day
the grey mist rises
over feet
bundled neat
The wise accepting defeat
that end comprises

Waters ebb
as the edges flow
into dark
Absent spark
hidden within the bodies
sliding as they freeze

The winds burn
crevices in flesh
dainty lace
fading grace
tattoos of delicate mesh
Battlefield afresh

Reading of the poem:
Her & the Sea - Clann

Shadows in my eyes

Shadows in my eyes

20 October 2018

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Battlefields anew

Conqueror and conquered writhe

Scars only outcome

 

Moonlight rises pale

Extinguished now the sorrow

A new song finds heart

 

The light falls on brow

A quiver on my eyelid

Shadows in my eyes

 

Reading of the poem: 

To the Moon and back – Savage Garden

 

 

Waking Ophelia

Waking Ophelia

18 September 2016

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She sleeps not

Slumber a migrant

Eyelids wane

Window pane

Glassy content of iris

Myriads of stories

 

Fragmented

Illusions of life

Power strife

Lost battles

Reminiscence of the spoils

Battlefield gargoyles

 

Self monsters

Darkness overcome

Or never

Mind clever

Constant crisscross of the word

Of puzzles unheard

 

Withered speech

The tongue bridge to breach

The outreach

A dark plunge

Like a drunken man will lunge

Into the bosom

 

Tales of ore

Constantly hammered

Crown jewels

Chest medal

In between a neck strangled

Studded star spangled

 

Throaty spells

Voicing world over

Sleep that dreams

Jolting bolt

The whiff of paraphilia

Waking Ophelia

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Daytime Dreamer – Omar Akram

Love of my Heart  -Omar Akram

Dancing with the Wind – Omar Akram

 

Shells of Flames

Shells of Flames

5 August 2016

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In glory we set the purpose of Flames

The battlefield signed with blood of the hosts

The hearts we forget in thrill of the games

The endless confined by flags that mind posts

 

Now laden regret the tears of the Thames

For the bodies lined the conquests one boasts

Hearts aid and abet the hand that them maims

A closure to fret horizon of ghosts

 

Pray tell me now clear where do rivers flow

When thick with the blood they ravage valleys

I harbour no fear of underground glow

 

Oncoming the flood of tears that we know

The hearts that we smear in night-clad alleys

Shells of Flames in bud that silent we grow

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Back to You – Brett Anderson & Emmanuelle Seigner