The souls spared
4 April 2020
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)
In shape of our hearts
27 March 2020
Remember
The chirping robin?
When it came
From within
Heartbeats paired with rising spring
Composed song to sing
The dewdrops
Parallel to lash
Bated breath
Composure
Of beating lungs exposure
Strength of heart measure
Drawn insight
Stealth within the light
The darkness
Now vivid
Shining lighthouse all imparts
In shape of our hearts
Reading of the poem:
A Scene Of La Seine – Yuhki Kuramoto
Lake Louise II – Yuhki Kuramoto
Shape of Love – Yuhki Kuramoto
Third path shone
26 March 2020
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]
There beside your heart
25 March 2020
I will bend
Like flower swooning
Into arms
Awaiting
Three moons now replicating
Urgency of you
Grace within
The moments’ magic
Powdered dreams
Where it seems
All my yearning set aside
In mornings confide
Look at me
I am in two suns
Shadow struck
Awe within
Revolution of bosom
There beside your heart
Reading of the poem:
Melody Gardot – Les Étoiles
Talking birds
15 March 2020
Springtime dew
Drops on daffodils
Grass that sprouts
All about
My mind running wild with bees
Larks that morning frees
Summer breeze
Seeping through winter
Blinded herds
Haughty nerds
Of the meanings that become
Lost messages hummed
Symphonies
Stretching in the sun
Talking birds
Swirling words
Of the moments that I sum
With my heart’s fingers
Reading of the poem :
Max Richter – Dream 3 (in the midst of my life)
I dreamt upon a summer night
13 March 2020
I dreamt upon a summer night
The soft winds talked to me
Of your white wings they bore in light
Over the deep blue sea
I leaned upon the garden’s door
Its frame a gage of you
As your gait then appeared ashore
Our love renewed so true
You carried me within the flowers
You were knight, I queen Bee
They wilted as we counted hours
That you and I could see
Reading of the poem:
☼ Sun in my eyes ☼ music by Saint of sin ( feat. Jasmin Faridi )
Caught in the blue streams
29 February 2020
Waters closed
My lungs resumed air
Crosses laid
Dainty lace
Pathways to hidden realms shut
My foot on last stair
Yesterday
Lost in the meadows
Green circles
Coercing
My body in tides strides on
My life in shadows
Today bent
Caught in the blue streams
Revolving
Evolving
His hands around my body
He offered me dreams
Reading of the poem:
Sad-Eyed Lady Of The Lowlands – Joan Baez
Play Me Backwards – Joan Baez
Lily, Rosemary and The Jack Of Hearts – Joan Baez
Rustling reeds
26 February 2020
Twirling knots
Renewing my hair
In between
Here and there
Pieces and strands flying high
Shadows in the sky
Lustre lost
My skin flakes so pale
Gathered soft
On my knees
Yesterday a place to tease
Dying memories
Rustling reeds
Escaping fingers
Paper boats
Lining up
Dropping tea stains from my cup
I hear the silence
Reading of the poem:
Ólafur Arnalds – Not Alone
Without him
20 February 2020
It was a bitter night. The wind was howling outside and she recalled how it had tugged at her hair and the umbrella almost yanking it out of her gloved hands. She had been glad to have gloves on as it was biting cold outside. Her cheeks seared with the acid bite of the cold. The elements raging outside were no match, however, for the cold that was biting into her heart as the days went by without him. She wondered if he was now gone forever or if he would come back like he had done after a period of absence around a year ago.
She stretched on the sofa where she had been lying down watching the screen without actually taking in what was going on in the Television set just across the room. She looked at the reed in the canal outside her room and could see it bend wildly this way and that as the wind tore away at its roots attempting to uproot the reed. The wind was, however, no match to the resilient reed which withstood the tear of the wind and just bent gracefully one way or the other depending on the twists and turns of the wind.
She felt she should be more like the reed and adapt to the situations as they arose. She should get used to the times when he disappeared however much they hurt. He was anyway like a ghost in her life so she should not expect him to have a normal pattern of behavior. He was gone for longer than the other time but it did not mean that he would not be back again. She felt ice fill her heart as the veracity of his absence sunk into her mind. There was no sunshine when he was not around. Indeed she thought, there was no sunshine without him….
Ain’t no sunshine – Eva Cassidy
Fragmentation of my mind
15 February 2020
Raindrops hue
Colourful dewdrops
Falling slow
On my head
Steps towards him led
Reign in confusion
Shout in sky
Eye a mouth to screech
No more air
Dragon’s lair
A place where I burn to be
Stillness in the stare
Counting slow
Things to leave behind
Wolf stammers
Owl stretches
Fragmentation of my mind
House of the Goddess
Reading of the poem:
Beyond the Invisible – Enigma