Come out of the dark
28 February 2017
Battles fought
Against the dark self
Writhing lies
Evidence
Body of the consumption
Dancing to the Truth
Call me Ruth
Never mind the name
Build me frame
Like a game
I will play with you as tame
Before you’re in flame
Combustion
The wood that implodes
Building spark
From the lark
Voices beckon to fire’s ark
Come out of the dark
Reading of the poem:
So close – Olafur Arnalds feat Arnor Dan
Filtre grain de l’ivraie belle âme forte prolonger
(Poème écrit en Alexandrin sous forme de sonnet Shakespearien. Voir traduction ci-dessous ou ici)
23 février 2017
Un beau soleil glacial régnant sur la plaine
Le chant doux des oiseaux bénissant mes émois
La fin d’une ère martiale où douleur est souveraine
Fruit de mes oripeaux à appendre dans les bois
Je cherchais impartiale un monde qu’ils balancèrent
Les hordes des nuits noires et les torches blanches des jours
Stabilité égale entre ombre et lumière
Je vis monde balançoire qui signe mes alentours
Le sens des univers prend le sens des poussières
Lors de ces analyses plongeant en soi interne
De levant en devers suivant cours des rivières
Parfois deltas s’enlisent en absence de lanterne
Survie n’est pas vie vraie l’instinct est à changer
Filtre grain de l’ivraie belle âme forte prolonger
Lecture du poème:
Claude Debussy : Clair de Lune, for Piano (Suite Bergamasque No. 3), L. 75/3
Filter wheat from darnel beautiful soul to prolong
(Translation of a Shakespearian Sonnet written originally in Alexandrin in French. See original above or here)
23 February 2017
A beautiful glacial sun reigns over the plain
The sweet song of birds blessing my emotions
The end of a martial era where sorrow is sovereign
Fruit of my tinsels to be spread in the woods
I was searching for an impartial world that they balanced
The hordes of dark nights and the white torches of the days
Equal Stability between Shadow and Light
I live a swinging world that signs my surroundings
The meaning of the universe takes on the meaning of dust
During these analyses plunging in one’s internal self
From rising to dropping in the direction of the rivers
Sometimes deltas are bogged down in the absence of a lantern
Survival is not true life instinct is to change
Filter wheat from darnel beautiful soul to prolong
Lagrimas – BTribe
Protectors of Truth
4 January 2017
They carry
Burden of Bounty
Inside skull
Brittle dull
Their minds surpassing beauty
Their hearts shades of Grey
They marry
Interweaving keen
Faith and lies
Dark and skies
In grey they lost purple sheen
Their worlds turned dismay
They tarry
Relentless abode
Of the mind
Shaped unkind
With barking wolves once they rode
Deeper into fray
The lesson
Learnt in hindsight pale
Foresight cost
Timber lost
Wooden plates for banquet stale
From mind games they play
Heart dragon
Flame for braver kind
Breathing low
Lights that glow
Stream of atoms now remind
Of forgotten day
We summon
Protectors of Truth
Speaking loud
Within cloud
Peter Mary Anne and Ruth
Tribes of soul relay
Reading of the poem:
Protectors of Truth – Immediate Music
Surrender to Hope – Immediate Music
Destiny of the Chosen – Immediate Music
An Epic Age – Immediate Music
Serenata Immortale – Immediate Music
Prelude to Paradise – Immediate Music
Rewinding the clocks
2 December 2016
Tick me strikes
Clock me from afar
Withered hands
Grasping Time
Gone though we have come this far
Ending in blind war
You paint me
In feathers and tar
The joke spent
The dream dreamt
I have no reason to sleep
Eyes express dissent
Blazing rays
Ignite fading scar
Is this all
That we are
The eyelids scorching now weep
For more we were meant
You raised me
In black chains kingdom
The mind stilled
Overkilled
Paper joys and lies distilled
Like venom of dark
Hidden spark
A love shining bright
Heart’s delight
Out of sight
Ringing through my brittle night
Cradle for the right
Hark now hear
The oncoming rust
Red powder
Speaks louder
Voices nearer to the crust
The rumble now clear
Nurtured talks
My flailing embers
Bringing flame
To my name
Sacrifice the worthy’s fame
Rewinding the clocks
Reading of the poem:
War – Poets of the Fall
Dreaming Wide Awake – Poets of the Fall
Locking up the Sun – Poets of the Fall
Choice Millionaire – Poets of the Fall
Cradled in Love – Poets of the Fall
Carnival of Rust – Poets of the Fall
Rebirth – Poets of the Fall
A place of Beauty
29 November 2016
Pick up the pieces
Myriads of shards are talking
Their language broken
Bear with me token
Female Prometheus runs
Flame a blazing pyre
Gyrating the wasps
Zero in on the flesh cut
In between bloodlines
We grew swift the vines
Dragons eggs incubated
Within wombs of dark
Lift me from shadows
The half-light crushes all will
Petrified gallows
Instill in me dream
Shower within writhing mind
A place of Beauty
Reading of the poem:
For the Dreamers – Evi Vine
The last of the ranks
5 November 2016
Throbbing vein
At every temple
Roots remain
Unseen patch
From the unwarranted match
Hues of red and blue
Give me clue
Of your fading beat
Instill heat
Slash defeat
Off my dictionary’s sheet
Pages for the white
Compose light
With mystical sounds
The heart’s bright
Sunken grounds
Arena for the giving
Life in forgiving
My soul sling
Cast around your frame
Uplifting
Unweaving
Webs of the dark bereaving
Minefields of the scars
We erect
Future imperfect
Tense regret
Of days wound
Into black knot of neglect
Dark feast for the flies
Sundown eyes
The berating skies
Taunting tinge
Feet unhinge
Slipping onto wooden planks
The last of the ranks
Reading of the poem:
Collide – Rachel Yamagata
The Reason Why – Rachel Yamagata
Horizon – Rachel Yamagata
Of a soul to move with no tear
29-30 October 2016
In between the light and the dark
Where salt melts in the mouth of nuns
That sing to the molding of the suns
Within all creation its spark
The slaughtered trees release their bark
Fall of the mighty the weak stuns
The seeker the Truth never shuns
To wisp of stories listen, hark
Take me to a place that lives tales
Of glorious moments I hear
Of ships’ steadied flight without sails
Of blissful coming to me dear
Of crossing my heart without nails
Of a soul to move with no tear
Reading of the poem:
Rotlaust tre fell – Wardruna
Ablaze
26 October 2016
On a cold wintry night when the logs bade fire
The fog covered the moons white silvery faces
The dark shadows bowed slight from weight of desire
Like drunken addict swoons revealing his traces
The shadows followed light opposed to each aspire
Consume glory in spoons display your best laces
Centered twirl in the might of your glorious sire
Talk music draw the runes of transitions’ spaces
Dead grass called to crickets solemn dance to amaze
As the nightingales sang to dark secrets unwound
The woodlands bore thickets that circled in a maze
Thunder clapped with a bang lightning twirled all around
The surges broke pickets more than wood set ablaze
Knowing deadly bells rang as his face hit the ground
Reading of the poem:
Odal – Wardruna
Raido – Wardruna
Naudir – Wardruna
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
Whisper to the stars
11-12 October 2016
The daybreak
Follows lengthy night
Wanderers
Scurry fast
Through winding alleys backstreets
Hidden dark retreats
Within lairs
They compose in wells
Ancient spells
The tongue tells
The belly full grows and swells
Dark composition
Transition
Cycle of ages
The sages
Welcome change
The fools depths of Earth derange
My kingdom will come
Tired humdrum
Lusterless tragic
Poor magic
Stains my name
The wild children mine to tame
Chains of wicker break
Souls to wake
The lids silent monk
Bosom shake
Like Tree trunk
Leaves of yesteryear to rake
Dim path to the Lake
The Heart spake
Tongue of stone mountains
Concealing
Galleries
Revel in what’s revealing
Whisper to the stars
Reading of the poem:
Gravity of Love – Enigma
Sitting on the Moon – Enigma
Silence must be heard – Enigma
Return to Innocence – Enigma
Temple of Love – Enigma
Prism of Life – Enigma
Goodbye Milky Way – Enigma
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