Melting gold

Melting gold

12 June 2016

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I composed

A song of perhaps

You and I

Eternal

A pair of humming birds free

Flight in the night’s sky

 

Decomposed

Flesh flung back at me

Bitter truth

Of this realm

The vanishing sweet corpses

Locked in death’s embrace

 

Illusion

Of mortality

Sank my heart

Then I heard

The voices singing the song

They sang beyond Time

 

Fading chant

Infused with the Love

Survived flesh

Burnt afresh

Cinders of memories flew

Back into motion

 

Emotion

Fanned by raging flames

Rekindled

The soul’s spark

If you hear not then do hark

Rising phoenix sings

 

You and I

Rotating dust specks

Settled in

Deep within

Where the core burgeoned again

Into soft petals

 

Purple bloom

On tree of whispers

Endless hum

Fills our cores

Deep in nooks of heart that stores

Carefree melodies

 

Ethereal

We rise through the airs

Whiff of scent

Hearts unbent

Pollinized sparkles of sun

Forming the true shape

 

Liquid frame

It rises from meld

Of the fires

Melting gold

Into crevices of rain

Eternal sunshine

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Alchemist – Rumi

Where all is music – Rumi

The great Mystery – Rumi

 

The promise

The promise

11-12 June 2016

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Moonlit skies

They speak of night’s wish

Silent flames

The stars bright

The Time when all sets in right

Falling into place

 

Silken lace

Velveteen instants

Dark aglow

With the light

A million candles whisper

Haunting tapestry

 

Leitmotiv

In the mind voices

They call out

To shadows

They breathe the night to forgive

In places to cure

 

Minds allure

Power a totem

Branded cow

Takes a bow

Corridas for all genders

The new age tenders

 

She waits lone

Her frame silent tomb

Engulfing

Pervading

The night’s thicket like black ink

As the seconds drop

 

Countless times

She rehearses phrase

The one learnt

In a daze

When everything meant something

When promises held

 

True beacon

It is in the flame

That shivers

Yet shimmers

As the white wicker simmers

With remnants of heat

 

The dust shines

In between shadows

Translucent

White traces

Of the decaying matter

Clinging on to life

 

Lessons learnt

They may rewind Time

To fulfill

The promise

The heart a faithful servant

Love only master

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Sigma – Secret Garden

Papillon – Secret Garden

Silence Speaks – Secret Garden

Adagio – Secret Garden

Lotus – Secret Garden

The Promise – Secret Garden

Song from a secret Garden – Secret Garden

 

The Love grows within

The Love grows within

11 June 2016

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People hold

The woes at arms’ length

They confess

Wrongdoings

The priest a pail of water

Washing away sin

 

Through the din

Of voices spilling

The chilling

Careless minds

Owning up a lost concept

Remorse ne’er teeth grinds

 

The waters

Wash away matter

The unclaimed

Cast treasures

Of inner content measures

Declining substance

 

Stretched so thin

The souls a shadow

Of lost hope

Blind justice

The mouth but tool to practise

False words of regret

 

The victims

The ghosts of the self

The gaze bleak

As they speak

Of accumulated hurt

Until the night falls

 

Day’s respite

Within the sorrows

Invented

Outer world

Mirrors of inner torment

As dark faces light

 

Mind creates

From pool of battles

The ripple

Unending

The battlefield heart-rending

We fight but ourselves

 

Learn balance

The heart speaks clearly

Yet the mind

Clings dearly

Known fields appeasing kingdoms

Though they spell bloodshed

 

It trickles

Drop after drop flows

Till the end

When hearts mend

The cup a humble chalice

The flow endless stream

 

The seeker

Walks in white penance

Within dream

Through unseen

The journey a star filled trek

Through the wilderness

 

Fading steps

In realms of the void

Of reasons

Self devoid

Only knowing acceptance

The why matters not

 

When hearts rule

The kingdoms flourish

Each bastion

A limb cast

Inner nurturing outer

The Love grows within

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Say I am You – Rumi

The Eternal Ecstasy – Rumi

Look at Love – Rumi

Traveler speaks not

Traveler speaks not

10 June 2016

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Words come easily

The saying a treachery

For gullible minds

 

Phrases rolling off

Like boulders from a steep cliff

The tongue honey’s tool

 

Hypocrisy’s school

The pupils aligned like bees

Their uniforms sleek

 

Loving heart is meek

Sweet tongue-tied and faltering

Its messages sparse

 

Lying heart is weak

Its heartbeat a mere tremor

The voice compensates

 

There are sweet voices

They distill poison like milk

Double code their craft

 

Neither here nor there

Lost in the realms of the void

Traveler speaks not

 

Reading of the poem: 

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In a Manner of Speaking – Nouvelle Vague

Down by the river

Down by the river

10 June 2016

 

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Counting stones

Down by the river

Each pebble

A symbol

Of weight that creased the footstep

When feet were nimble

 

Walking straight

Aloft the waters

Heaven’s pull

Contrasting

Gravity everlasting

Maintaining balance

 

Water flows

Endless free motion

No cushion

Commotion

A state of being alive

In expectation

 

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We bear ills

Of every nation

Our hearts fenced

Our minds tight

Shutters barely let in light

Shadows our pittance

 

There are trees

That grow in the air

When I look

They are there

My mind their only manure

The sky’s tears their food

 

The world twirls

Dark merry-go-round

Yet I dream

Yes I dream

Images that join stream

Down by the river

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Στα σύννεφα – Papercut

My Melody – Papercut

A Dream – Papercut

Ramène-moi au temps de ces soifs d’absolus / Take me back to the time of such absolute thirst

Ramène-moi au temps de ces soifs d’absolus

(traduit en un poème en anglais ci-bas ou ici )

9 juin 2016

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Il est dans mon cœur rouge des ilots bleus tranquilles

Des étendues de terre bravant les océans

Dans un écrin qui bouge naviguent des chairs dociles

Au milieu des bruyères je vis tapie céans

 

Mal cueillie à la gouge fleur de champ qu’on empile

Les bouquets délétères un retour vers néant

Quand combat à la vouge envahissait les villes

Et les têtes bleues si fières roulaient bas en criant

 

Ramène-moi au temps de ces soifs d’absolus

Quand les plaines s’étendaient comme un tapis d’amour

Que je me perde longtemps dans amnésie voulue

 

Quand les chansons scandaient plus que sexe et glamour

Quand l’annonce du printemps était fête dévolue

Quand les cœurs s’entendaient en pureté sans détours

 

Lecture du poème: 

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Take me back to the time of such absolute thirst

(translation of a sonnet written in Alexandrin and Occitan sonnet form in French above or here)

June 9, 2016

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There is in my red heart blue islands that are still

Expanses of land that brave the oceans

In a landscape that moves docile flesh sails

Amid the heather I live lurking hither

 

Roughly plucked with a scythe field flower to be stacked

The suffocating bouquets a return to nothingness

When combat of spears invaded cities

And blue heads so proud rolled down screaming

 

Take me back to the time of such absolute thirst

When the plains stretched like a carpet of love

Let me lose myself in length in desired amnesia

 

When the songs chanted more than sex and glamour

When the nearing of spring was dedicated feast

When the hearts got along in purity and not ploys

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Je te rends ton amour – Mylène Farmer

Point de suture – Mylène Farmer

Pas le temps de vivre – Mylène Farmer

A wild bird to tame

A wild bird to tame

7-8 June 2016

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Opposites

Intertwined movements

Pull and push

Seize, repel

The light creates the darkness

Darkness spurs the light

 

Forever

Unending relay

Lost battle

Defining

Each object soul declining

The duality

 

Idle thoughts

Interpretation

My mind sits

In between

The feeling and the intent

Complex misgivings

 

There are times

All we have are rhymes

Of shadows

In the Heart

Coupling decoupling stanzas

In weary patterns

 

The fullness

It begs for the void

The questions

A hunger

Weak the inner selves avoid

Bitter aftertastes

 

The soul wastes

In bodies that lie

The tongue sharp

Knives wicked

Speech a way to hurt or soothe

The sword in a glove

 

Only Love

The heavenly boon

Caresses

Undresses

The soul a sweet naked flame

A wild bird to tame

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Forever – Javier Navarrete

Open Water – Javier Navarrete

Fiamma’s theme – Javier Navarrete

All matter alike

All matter alike

6 June 2016

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Race behind

Lost moments in Time

Endeavour

Of hopeless

Time exists but in the mind

Stillness births present

 

Lay thee down

In tatters or crown

Time sees not

Time heeds not

Its only master the heart

No item for sale

 

The rebirth

Illusion of thought

Prison mates

Encourage

The willing fierce consensus

Energy’s game pawns

 

Ebbing life

Isolation’s stance

The bleak death

Impending

Dark conclusion heart-rending

The self-centered choice

 

Look again

The sand is but streams

Heaven born

In the dreams

The joyous fountains appear

When the thirst lingers

 

Wasted piles

Accumulated

Golden spoons

In black mouths

Imprint of bile on the lips

Of hidden treasures

 

The saviours

They come from within

Mirrored souls

Precious gems

Fine tailoring known from hems

All matter alike

 

Reading of the poem: 

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If will come tomorrow – Stive Morgan

Close to Heaven – Stive Morgan

Song for Life – Stive Morgan

The lost eye opens

The lost eye opens

5 June 2016

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Inner worlds

Engulf everything

All begins

In the self

Ending in simple nothings

Sums of a lifetime

 

When all ends

Infinity’s rope

Mountaineers

Cling on to

Valleys and peaks disheveled

Remainders of us

 

Listen now

I know you recall

The first Time

When stars stilled

Measures of feelings distilled

The filter coarse net

 

The visit

Night’s exploration

The knowledge

Fever’s curve

More than hilltops to observe

Exponential graphs

 

Sighs and laughs

Learning is teaching

Self pupil

Meek master

The slow pacing goes faster

Inches of treasures

 

Relinquish

The woes and pleasures

Only thread

Regained sight

Through remnants of joy and plight

The lost eye opens

 

Reading of the poem: 

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I asked for Love – Lisa Gerrard & Patrick Cassidy

Exhaling stillness

Exhaling stillness

4 June 2016

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Restless Times

The road knows two sides

Straight ahead

Wall awaits

Pacing left right and center

Footsteps a quagmire

 

Burnt desire

Parchment of memories

Coded red

Bloodied lips

Utter words of safe havens

Peacocks and ravens

 

Middle way

Lost in centuries

When dragons

Founded grace

The knights adopting their pace

Upheld the old code

 

Angels sway

To tunes of morrows

When sorrows

Overcome

The thunders of their low hum

As voices crackle

 

Knitted faith

Protects no longer

Knots untied

Unweaving

Widows and sons bereaving

The lost promises

 

Spear pierces

Its thrust solemn sigh

Exposed flank

Receiving

Like a fluttering dove weeps

Exhaling stillness

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Man on Fire – Lisa Gerrard

Sorrow – Lisa Gerrard and Hans Zimmer

The Host of Seraphim – Lisa Gerrard & Dead Can Dance