Chaos theory
Love in what you do
22 January 2017
Breathing hiss
Lungs rustling papers
Chained within
Free without
The heart in tears the mind stout
Dichotomy’s kin
Fluttering
Derogatory
Butterfly
Mocking moth
Reverie converted sloth
Society’s skin
Breathing bliss
Renewed revision
Seeing right
In the light
Contours define the shapes sight
Love in what you do
Reading of the poem:
Let Go – As Seas Exhale
Grief and Dust – As Seas Exhale
Not All Of Us Can Do Great Things…but We Can Do Small Things With Great Love – As Seas Exhale
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
Out of death
20-21 April 2016
Small forlorn
Within me you lie
A beacon
Of past lights
Wavering in certainties
Like a flame’s flicker
Out of reach
High above my skies
You fly free
Dancing ghost
A party in search of host
Quiet rejoicing
Within breath
Shivering vibrant
You exhale
I inhale
Flooded continuity
Our cycle of life
Out of death
You sway in confines
Wavering
Wandering
Between light hope dark despair
Journeys in spirals
Within speech
You articulate
Your being
Solemn truths
This world cascade of mourning
For your grey demise
Out of mind
Within core of heart
You flutter
Butterfly
The force of fragility
Emblem of freedom
Reading of the poem:
By your side – Sade
I, flying Phoenix
4 November 2015
I walked into Love
Fearful, aligning my steps
A timid creature
.
Love watched me serene
Blowing at me with her winds
Playfully sowing
.
I walked in bubble
Made of the finest white glass
The texture of frost
.
Love picked at me slow
Her pecking bird of heavens
Slow delivery
.
The silent tremors
As she hovered around me
Oh the knees that shake!
.
I craned slight my neck
She drew blood with her sharp fangs
The bloodied retreat
.
.
I watched her now scared
Loathing her slight ugly form
Recollecting wits
.
Butterfly hovers
Caterpillar a mere slug
Loathing slimy trail
.
Love cast at me rocks
Hurling all within without
Sheared me, set me free
.
Naked and exposed
With my last shuddering sighs
I bowed to her slight
.
At last she then smiled
Mother and Father embraced
They showed me true Flames
.
Fire all consumed
From ashes I then emerged
I, flying Phoenix
.
The process of your own creation could be a distorted one if you do not listen carefully to the rain and do not understand correctly the synchronicities
Sacrifice is in leaving the greater for the greatest knowing the tool is not the task.
Silence – Vargo
Porspero’s books – opening crédits
Talking to Satie – Alessandra Celletti
Venez venez haine implacable – Gluck
Bliss – A Quiet Conversation
Giovanni Marradi – Just for You
Alessandra Celletti – I Discend to You, You Ascend to Me
The Sacrifice – Michael Nyman
Shatter me – Lindsey Stirling
Rumi – One Whisper of the Beloved
Voices of Infinity – Yakuro
Rumi – Gently, gently open your eyes
Vargo – The moment
On the Wings of Love – Fusion of Rumi and Hafiz poetry
Jubilatory
31 October 2015
.
I fell from steep cliff
Into ocean that kept me
At bay from my minds
.
Irresolute Eve
I had a mind to falter
Perhaps now I did
.
.
I leapt in the airs
But ground came to my rescue
The broken seashell
.
Hedges me lifted
In between airs and the ground
Comical relief
.
Down with rusty thud
Metal shard hip pierces, makes
A hole in my Heart
.
Butterfly flew free
From the hole that sucked it through
By might of its will
.
.
I watched them unmoved
The hole and the butterfly
I knew would miss train
.
Metal and me soul
Waited in silent station
As the hipbone oozed
.
A boatman did come
He said ferry replaced train
Asked I pay better
.
I searched now frantic
I only had ten coins
But lo two just dropped
.
.
I looked up at you
Etheric Angel, dream’s Truth
Warped into your gait
.
Jubilatory
The boatman took twelve pennies
Carried us across
.
Come to me in the mist’s sighs
11 October 2015
The rain speaks the most
Its patter mind’s chatter spent
Unwinding coils
Heart its chatter is storing
To speak coiled Love
.
The sun scorches lands
Offered to its deadly rays
In wake of the Fear
Walking within its healing
I kiss strong the loving sun
.
When sun breathes in land
Come to me in the mist’s sighs
Reverberating
I will carry you above
Where the Love paints its rainbows
.
The wings flapping high
Rising above crusty Grey
Shake off salty tomb
Renewed butterfly’s colours
Take caterpillar beyond
.
The battles in me
9 August 2015
.
Exclusivity
Privilege of the blinded
Weighing wings as coal
.
Dark possession stills
Infinite movements of rays
That called to all souls
.
The battles in me
Rage with the memories spent
Collecting pieces
.
Relics of lives bent
Hanging like corpses spread out
Between Sky and Earth
.
Words falling from ink
Printing in mind a landscape
Toying black and pink
.
Delving into mind
Fluttering butterfly turns
Moth in the making
.
Heart’s light responds soft
Echoes of feeling paint me
Colours of life’s hues
.
Dying within me
31 July 2015
Butterfly flutters
Its wings not of season’s taste
Find themselves stripped off
.
The clockwork whirred on
Prototype adjustments set
Prolonging still life
.
The flame rekindled
Withstood only mid-season
Dying within me
.
Ashes stirred ablaze
Reborn out of nothingness
Seethed eternal life
.
Mourant en mon être
31 juillet 2015
Papillon s’agite
Ses ailes de saison d’hier
Se trouvent déchiquetées
.
La mécanique tourne
Rajusté le prototype
Prolongeant vie morte
.
Le feu ranimé
Dura seulement mi-saison
Mourant en mon être
.
Cendres vivifiées
Rejaillissant du néant
Gorgées d’éternel
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