The way of the breath

The way of the breath
25 November 2020 
Outlook opening
within the mind a sparkle
zest of life’s vigour
  
Growth of energy
in landscapes of a picture
hanging in my head
  
Seascapes designs show
outline of an entity
forming from essence
  
Contours’ perspective
a vision of a being
prospect of morrows
  
A quick glimpse to view
aspects of the living soul
The look of the heart
  
The stretch of the sight
A scene of silent beauty
The way of the breath
  
Reading of the poem:

Dinka - Mute Your Life And Float

Written in the context of Ronovan Writes weekly Haiku challenge using the words “life”, “view” and their synonyms. For rules and other contributions, follow this link https://ronovanwrites.com/2020/11/23/ronovan-writes-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-333-life-and-view/ 

A goodbye to royalty

A goodbye to royalty
20 November 2020  
Courtesy pinterest.com
Dwindling spot of light
sinking in the skies
Ebb of the sun’s rays
  
Wane moon rises high
Dribble of silver oozing
a stream runs through night
  
Reflux of the breeze
Bubbles of air in river
Flow of the current
  
Three weave the stories
Their fingers points of flux gush
with oncoming rush
  
The stars now retreat
The winds drop on rising tides
The throngs flood the gates
  
Drift in the bees’ hive
A goodbye to royalty
stages in decay

Reading of the poem:
Azam Ali - Ritual

Written in the context of Ronovan Writes weekly Haiku challenge using the words “ebb” “flow” and their synonyms. For rules and other contributions, follow this link https://ronovanwrites.com/2020/11/16/ronovan-writes-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-332-ebb-flow/

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

The souls spared

The souls spared

4 April 2020

souls pinterest com 3 point 3
Courtesy pinterest.com

 

Smother not

The wilful intent

It breathes low

Remedies

For the dark venture to cease

The mind none to tease

 

Pursue Art

Within mighty heart

The power

To harness

Kingdoms beyond the darkness

Where brave stand duress

 

Look beyond

Written in the skies

The hearts paired

The souls spared

The breach a keen reminder

When the mind despaired

 

Reading of the poem:

The Lumineers – Sleep On The Floor (Official Video)

The Shaman Tales 7 : The spells

The Shaman Tales 7 : The spells

2 April 2020

Courtesy pinterest.com

 

At first there came the sound and then another and another making it a word. Then the mind looked into the heart and bound itself to it. Then the heart and mind bound breathed into the word and the spell came into being. It was as easy as that to create a spell. Was it that easy, she thought? Then of course it occurred to her that it was not that easy to bind the mind to the heart. It took years of practice just for the mind to be able to look properly into the heart, let alone bind itself to it. The magic was strongest though when the heart and mind were effortlessly bound together and remained that way.

 

Once the spell released into the outer world, it was important that this was picked up by strong consciousness points. These were essentially creative people because their hearts and minds were bound together and stayed so effortlessly. In the process of disseminating the effect of the spell, one creative person counted as a million individuals who were neither creative nor having looked into their hearts with their minds and bound them together. She knew anyway that it was rare for a person to have bound their heart and mind and not become a creative person as a result of that exercise so in general the target was creative people.

 

For the magic to work without her intervention, it was sufficient to have at least 10 creative people read or hear the spell. If they read and heard it, it was even more efficient. The more creative people who were involved in the reading or hearing of the spell, the better it worked. For some reason, the spell attained its peak when a million creative people read and heard it and from that point on, the magic mutated and did not have the same effect anymore. It was not that it worsened. It just became different and she always marveled to see what different effects could be obtained when the magic spell mutated.

 

Dead Can Dance – Kiko

Fire beneath embers

Fire beneath embers

1 April 2020

Courtesy behance.net

 

He shows me

The means to an end

Leitmotiv

To renew

Yet my bosom is now spent

From pains underwent

 

I hold him

In memories’ space

Brittle lace

Where his face

Redesigns the melodies

That put heart at ease

 

We travel

Through the light that shines

Within heart

Throughout mind

We will revel when we find

Fire beneath embers

 

Reading of the poem:

Max Richter – She remembers

Our future is bright

Our future is bright

31 March 2020

Courtesy Bojan Jevtic

 

The days may seem bleak

The hours may turn into weeks

Hark! The angels speak

 

Keep your mind hopeful

There is no need for a fight

Make it effortless

 

Know it in your heart

Know it through the changing times

Our future is bright

 

Written in the context of Ronovan writes weekly haiku challenge. For rules and other poems visit the link here.

Reading of the poem:

Amber Run – I Found

 

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

The raven that flew

The raven that flew

26 March 2020

Courtesy pinterest.com

 

Pray hearken

The raven that flew

Now anew

Yes anew

Will you reach into flowers

And grant us the dew?

 

Hark listen

The raven that flew

Yet it knew

Yes it knew

That you and I through hours

Was a tale so true

 

Now darkened

The raven that flew

T’was for two

So it blew

On the Sycamore treetop

It sat black and blue

 

Reading of the poem:

Nicki Parrott – I Will Wait For You

Third path shone

Third path shone

26 March 2020

Courtesy pixabay

 

Do you hear

The idle gossip?

Yesterday

Twined with lies

Waters that well in bosom

Reach out to my eyes

 

Two roads lay

Stretching unity

I lie low

Neither side

Beckoning tombstones prevail

I watch dead and wail

 

Third path shone

Middle traced by mind

I rewind

Path so kind

Gathered from my memories

For the h(u)/(ea)rt to (ceas)/(seiz)e

 

Reading of the poem:

Scorpions – Follow Your Heart (Official Lyric Video)

Scorpions – Send me an angel [Music Video]

Scorpions – Still Loving You [Lyrics + Traduction Française]