Rendering delight

Rendering delight

April 29, 2020

Courtesy Christian Schloe

 

Translation

Of movement in you

Lost in space

I retrace

Your body’s forgotten hue

The ink and the blue

 

When sun sets

I remember you

The sweet touch

Of your face

From a spent reality

In an unseen place

 

In eclipse

I reinvent you

Through the sight

In the night

When your features blurred in light

Rendering delight

 

Reading of the poem:

I’ll be seeing you – Billie Holiday

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9l44_n60QQ8

Of changing seasons

Of changing seasons

28 April 2020

Courtesy Christian Schloe on Artflakes

 

I cling on

Like a wild creature

To the ghosts

Of future

Passing lines of your features

Relayed in outposts

 

Hopes in air

Redesigned by wand

The despair

Searing through

My looking glass as I scan

The road unraveled

 

Walk in pace

With me as I face

The swirling

Fail never

To whisper soft the reasons

Of changing seasons

 

Reading of the poem:

Porteghale Man – Marjan Farsad / مرجان فرساد – پرتقال من

Marjan Farsad – Setareh Soheil / مرجان فرساد – ستاره سهیل

Khooneye Ma – Marjan Farsad خونه ی ما – مرجان فرساد

 

Dance with me

Dance with me

27 April 2020

Courtesy Saatchi art

 

Dance with me

Let the moon sway us

Persuade

Our footsteps

To overlook the darkness

On journey of light

 

Dance with me

Within me stored steps

Rival waltz

Of roses

I know how to strike poses

No foot opposes

 

Dance with me

Lift the darkened clouds

Bring colour

To the grey

Into your arms I will stray

Our embrace to sway

 

Reading of the poem:

Afsaneh – Marjan Farsad / مرجان فرساد – افسانه

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DMtRoPv7hGk

Plains of the free lie

Plains of the free lie

26 April 2020

Courtesy Christian Schloe

 

Do you hear

The ocean shaken

It stirs blood

Through the flood

By the waves I awaken

On grounds mistaken

 

Emptiness

Of the chest that heaves

Fallen tree

Crestfallen

Gathering the flailing leaves

The mind soul deceives

 

Look yonder

Plains of the free lie

They rumble

With the cries

The millions’ uneven sigh

Their dreams fly in sky

 

Reading of the poem:

Emel Mathlouthi – Naci en Palestina آمال مثلوثي

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qHswc47rQZM

In the heart that moved

In the heart that moved

31 March 2020

Courtesy pinterest.com

 

Delude me

Canticles of lore

We will pray

Never more

To fears etched within the skies

Downtrodden in lies

 

Elude me

The chest in bosom

I will wake

Griffin’s spark

Fumbling fingers through the dark

Reach the love’s lighthouse

 

Preclude me

Once upon a rhyme

I witnessed

Miracles

Thawing frozen icicles

In the heart that moved

 

Reading of the poem:

Flora Cash – You’re Somebody Else – Lyrics

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bdx5kTFLF4o

The Shaman tales 5: Uncovering the shamanic gift

The Shaman tales 5: Uncovering the shamanic gift

25 March 2020

Courtesy Serghei Ghetiu

She had always known she was a white witch, but it was only recently that she had found out that she was also a shaman. The knowledge had come to her after a particularly striking episode when she had been dancing to trance music and had experienced a shamanic journey into another world. She never consumed drugs so knew that there had to be truth to that journey. It was a world where spirits walked in fumes with nothing separating them from other human beings. She had looked around her in the night club and nobody else seemed to be noticing the spirits yet all of them were dancing to the same music she was dancing to.

 

She looked around her fascinated. The stroboscopic lights cast around filled the fumes of the spirits with various lights making them look like rainbows disintegrating on the dance floor. She wondered what the spirits were doing in the night club. Were they not meant to be somewhere more peaceful, she thought? One spirit seemed to realize that she was looking right at it and not through it and came up close to her. She was not sure she felt comfortable enough this close to it and raised a hand. It went right through the spirit who laughed. It was not a wicked laugh, just a friendly amused one. She laughed back. They were not as terrible as many made them to be. They only wanted to be part of this world just like us, she thought.

 

That was all before she discovered the extent of the Shamanic gift. How it could allow her to summon either the raven’s rains or the fires of the phoenix. That was before she discovered that the combination of the witch capacities and the shamanic gift could help mold consciousness itself

 

Cyberion – Strange Signals

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j-DVZKKFqqc

Peach in him

Peach in him

5 December 2019

Courtesy youtube.com

 

Wasted time
A circus that wound
Colours blind
To the Grey
A path leads under waters
Thundering in skies

Hark to tell
What ears comprehend
Through the well
Of light streams
Stories uninterrupted
In the mind that flies

The lips spell
Tonalities fused
Peach in him
Orange hue
Cobblers mend uneven shoe
One a pair of none

 

Memories – Maroon 5

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SlPhMPnQ58k

Love token

Love token

5 May 2019

Love token The_Wishing_Star_-_painting_by_Christian_Schloe
Courtesy Christian Schloe

Two to tie

Within is without

Seven flags

Fly about

Rings of fire scorch the trees

Penitent on knees

 

Dragon’s lair

His smell in the air

Wings that lift

Nightly drift

Black holes guide to inner stare

His world here not there

 

Concealed might

Whispers in the night

He gifts me

Second sight

The Northern Star guides me right

My frame in his light

 

Magic tricks

Bosoms split in six

Spells that fix

Feathers mix

Bring together what was torn

One eyed king is born

 

Awoken

I am unbroken

He grants me

Love token

Three times soft words are spoken

His heart in my care

 

Spring has come

Lost weight of winter

Suns rays play

With my eye

From him I will never shy

Eagle of my sky

 

Reading of the poem:

Mute angels – Hammock

Cold front – Hammock

One Another – Hammock

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dh7WPfmlzBA

Winter lights

Winter lights

9 December 2018

winterlights 2
Courtesy women-artists-society.org.uk

 

When ghosts of yesterday

Play in the winter lights

Strewn across pavements

And the tired ferry

Bleeds across the winter skies

The winter fog clogs everything

Memories and hopes alike

Vanishing in thin air

Rising with the fog

Disappearing in the grey skies

A wisp of air in between two clouds

 

There is a patch of blue

Playing within my mind’s eye

Irresolute and hazy

 

There is a patch of blue

Playing within the clouds

Waiting to grow

 

Those seeds of blue

Washed from within the grey

With tokens of my Trust

Hang from within

Recesses of my mind

Where Hope and light meet

In a corner that was dark

That is now fed bright

By what lies within

Winter lights

 

Reading of the poem:

Hands be still – Olafur Arnalds

 

A sunshine eclipse

A sunshine eclipse

7 November 2018

sunshine_eclipse_by_chickenlegends-d7ot1z1 on deviantart com
Courtesy deviantart.com

 

A random feather

Reaching out within my hands

Painting skies in bands

 

A chill in winter

Marking cold territories

Mars Hatter to please

 

A sunshine eclipse

Nights longer than the rainbow

Solar son to know

 

Reading of the poem: 

Travelling Light – Tindersticks

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4CjgksbIOAQ