Primitive reorganised

Primitive reorganised

2 September 2016

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Futile world

Throbbing to the beat

Of unseen

Hands too keen

To smite rather than unite

Split not gather sheep

 

Buried deep

Resolutions dead

Woolly head

Wobbly knees

Eye barely grasps what it sees

The mind lost distant

 

Quick to bite

A dog eat dog world

Wolves galore

Woman whore

The man with the largest jaws

Rabies a constant

 

Stand at ease

Your meek mind appease

None to please

Weak to tease

I gave up flicking through fleas

On bedraggled skin

 

Holy din

The prayer excuse

Will to use

Right abuse

Curdled blood my veins perfuse

Madness does bemuse

 

Skipping through

Primitive reorganised

Leaping frogs

Follow lead

The rest sit wallow in greed

They burn in two suns

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Tribal – Instinct Primitif Intidhar Kammarti

Orange Rose – Instinct Primitif

Voyage en Orient – Instinct Primitif

 

Blue Green Loss

Blue Green Loss

30 July 2016

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Rivers run

To a stilting halt

Taste of salt

Beckoning

To thunders of Ocean near

What I once held dear

 

Twin suns rise

On new born landscapes

Dark-fed apes

Memory

Of mind sinking purple sea

Jupiter rising

 

Rolling free

The stones pick up moss

Blue green loss

Scorches peak

For the fallen silent plea

Prayer of the meek

 

Reading of the poem: 

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The Gospels – Thomas Feiner

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DVKgRYvrVno

A Tale of Two Crowns

A Tale of Two Crowns

18 July 2016

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Fleeting touch

Intensified grip

As I dip

Into you

Spilling over countenance

Your voice my penance

 

Silent prayer

The nuns mortified

Broken words

Leading herds

Into the gardens of dark

Gone is the light spark

 

Night crawlers

They worship the skull

Lonely bones

Adorning

Intricate architecture

Hallways of priesthood

 

The suns rise

In confined spaces

Crisp contours

Black white squares

Sunsets and sunrises spent

As brood-breeding mares

 

Fences dense

Virgins lily white

Pulsating

Sacred heart

Of eras of knighthood toils

The best of the spoils

 

Rising star

Bees and flies flutter

By your sight

Twin twilight

Purple points to where we are

A Tale of Two Crowns

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Clavicula Nox – Therion

Raven of Dispersion – Therion

Son of the Sun – Therion

Breathe – Aleah

Vapour – Aleah

Sacrifice – Aleah

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u-fmLN90bAs

Healing prayer

Healing prayer

28 December 2015

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As the New Year approaches and the old one fades into space somewhere in between atoms, I thought we should welcome the New Year with Healing wishes for the Earth and for all of us so I decided to recite another Dreamtime prayer.

 

I am publishing it early because I am not sure I will have time to write blogs before the New Year although I suspect I just may find enough time to do that. Let me elaborate a bit more on what I mean by Dreamtime.

 

For those who are not aware yet, most of my poetry flows and I feel like I am not fully the creator of the images and stanzas that flow on their own somehow (a strange sensation) and I feel very much like what I imagine could have spurred Rumi (one of my favourite poets) to write the poem “Who says words with my mouth” that I have also shared on this blog.

 

Perhaps all poets have this strange sensation when they write poetry that simply flows out of them and will not be contained. A lot of my poetry flows to me after a night’s sleep or a short nap with some even spurred by daydreaming. I have coined this as Dreamtime art because it is so linked with the sleep mode of my brain or sometimes the extremely relaxed mode (paradoxically extreme emotions can also cause the same flowing reaction but not always on the positive side).

 

In the same way that most of my poetry is connected to Dreamtime, I often dream about prayers with positive intent. Originally the prayers were mainly in French, English or Arabic but of recent I dream in other languages that I am not normally familiar with. For some reason I am certain they are prayers because I have been able to retrace some of the words to actual meanings on the web though I am not sure the other words are from the same language because the web simply comes up with nothing when I google the other words. Another reason that makes me feel this way is because I also get a wonderful, powerful feeling of a presence that identifies as the mother of all and indicates to me this is a positive intent prayer. Of course the rational mind’s description of this would be completely different I gather but for now we will stay with the irrational mind of the Heart.

Regarding this prayer, what I can say is it is meant to be a healing prayer. If any of you bloggers reading can make sense of the prayer as recited below and translate it, I would be much obliged. Else just enjoy it and allow the words to pervade you and heal you if possible 🙂

 

Healing prayer read by me

Rumi poem translated and read by Coleman Barks – Who says words with my mouth

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LHSclx-hIRc

Be my rising Star

Be my rising Star

25 October 2015

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Blue ridges split seams

As my heartbeats burst the cage

My mind imploded

 

Galaxies whirled past

Their light invaded sockets

My unseeing eyes

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Split images fused

Undoubtedly one appeared

Myriad of faces

 

Head bent in prayer

I will confess future sins

Within joins without

 

They may cast the stones

With you all stones turn feathers

As I untie knot

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Mother in me speaks

Her tongue so fierce yet so warm

Pervading my soul

 

Be my rising Star

I will be your moonlight’s shade

Softly caressing

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OT2bxfGC4UA

Redemption

Redemption

2 July 2015

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Head bent in prayer

Thousand candles lighting heart

That shines through bright white