Shadows in my eyes
20 October 2018
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
Keep the joy in you
2 October 2018
When loneliness spikes
When nostalgia the heart strikes
Keep the joy in you
When forest grows thick
When eyes of tears feel the prick
Keep the joy in you
When thoughts brain derange
When your spirits soul estrange
Keep the joy in you
When the bosom swells
When the mind descends in wells
Keep the joy in you
When your dreams die hard
Cling not on to wayward shard
Keep the joy in you
When things fall apart
Wait for the bright renewed start
Keep the joy in you
Reading of the poem:
Perfect Symmetry – Lights & Motion
Sad sighs in between
October 1, 2018
From your bosom’s share
You gave me a piece of sun
Dazzling in bright frame
In free gift of self
Willingly you gave me light
Through dark winter night
Nights and days relayed
Sensations everlasting
Heart at the center
Head preoccupied
Thoughts roaming free now unwind
Windmills in the mind
From my toil and care
I gave you a piece of moon
Reflected in eyes
In poet’s retort
Unknowingly I gave spleen
Sad sighs in between
Reading of the poem:
Anamorphic – Lights & Motion
Bright lights in the sky
30 September 2018
Whispers within soul
Healing energy pulsates
Hands token of joy
Wondrous realms open
Dazzling intensity strikes
Heart in the matter
Bells ring angels sing
Eyes open to the marvels
Bright lights in the sky
Reading of the poem:
Silver lining – Lights & Motion
The unknown facets
26 September 2018
Life’s mysteries form
A pleat within destiny
Traces of camphor
Neatly tucked away
Remembrance a robe of light
My nostrils inflamed
Repeated chipping
Eye discovers in the seams
The unknown facets
Reading of the poem:
Familiar – Agnes Obel
Shores undivided
23 September 2018
Square linings in thoughts
Scent of a heart set on fire
Perfume felt my pulse
In between woodlands
A gate swings North west and creaks
South a remembrance
Wind a rhythmic friend
Over treetops lone whistle
Beings in the wild
A silence heaves hard
My bosom a place of peace
In prayer penance
Twenty three sparrows
Memories of my journey
Carry them in tale
Wisdom a handful
Merging with the feminine
Shores undivided
Reading of the poem:
Riverside – Agnes Obel
Children face the light
23 September 2018
Blackbirds in mind swirl
Loud cries’ strident pillars felt
Weight in my tear ducts
Soulless creatures crawl
In the dark alleys some breathe
Agony in mind
Sun bursts in sockets
Jasmine withers in heatwave
Known features dwindle
Windows carry floods
From peaks to valleys we drop
Blood from the Elders
Crimson my waters
Morrow’s seasons shook in tides
Wavelength scorches sight
Dark eyes starry pools
Small hands tools of forgiveness
Children face the light
Reading of the poem:
The sky is crying – Gary BB Coleman
Bitter aftertaste
21 September 2018
Within my bosom
Ice clad features of sorrow
Melt down in habit
Whispers of monsoon
Rain down from shuttered eyelids
Illusion skin deep
Fed equal measures
Teaspoon of liquid honey
Bitter aftertaste
Reading of the poem:
Smother – Daughter
On the road to redemption
21 September 2018
Heavens’ bloom coughed mirth
Opposites struck many deals
Kindred spirits waned
Memories clung tight
On the road to redemption
Moonlight composed odes
Fierce energies collided
Futures vanished with no trace
Horizons were shorn
Heady scents lingered
On the road to redemption
Knees resisted weight
Words pricked my eardrums
Dreams of tomorrow caught up
Thoughts’ speed was worthless
Bluebells hung their head
On the road to redemption
Castles vanished fast
Reading of the poem:
All I wanted – Daughter
Show me an arrow
13 September 2018
We bask in the light
Summer suns a safe haven
Winter a shadow
Within chronicles
Yesterday’s dreams are waning
Particles of dust
Wandering crows meet
Blackened rooftops gain a shade
Crafty black in black
Blue ribbons scatter
Red garlands will drag along
Skies a jigsaw frame
I gather moonbeams
Pale lilies in the pond glow
Infinite glitter
Show me an arrow
I will show you bleeding bows
Harvests are meager
Fingers summon years
Tireless practice in the aim
Center of the heart
Reading of the poem:
Straight to the Heart – Sina Vodjani
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