All the holy grounds

All the holy grounds

28 June 2016

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Twenty-three birds

Flying into skies

The flight’s journey motionless

Partition of Time

Composition supreme

 

In a day’s dream

We breathe in waters

The future made of blue hues

Before we take flight

Discovery of light

 

Transformation

Multiple process

Rolling within our own waves

Segregating touch

Graveyards or bliss the caves

 

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Gleam through my spleen

Memories of green

The blue surrounds every tale

Recollections frail

I don’t remember much

 

Titillating

Electrified stars

Synapses intermingling

Recreating frames

Remembering our names

 

My mind so keen

I bleed through the sheen

Of crystal ice that surrounds

All the holy grounds

Upon which we walked free

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Prelude – Vangelis

Losing sleep – Vangelis

Cosmos – Vangelis

Touched untouched

Touched untouched

22 May 2016

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Strange feeling

Floating in limbo

Connected

Caring strong

For the tribes where we belong

Intricate crisscross

 

Sense of loss

The bosom a rock

Twining strength

With frailty

To have and never to keep

Fluttering yet deep

 

Maidens weep

While the knights battle

Humans then

Or cattle

The answer is suspended

In between the breaths

 

Quest ended

Beginning in end

Unending

Curtain falls

Encore says the crowd cheering

For a new replay

 

Lost in hay

The needle of hope

The three Norns

Threading bare

Precision of unkempt hair

Fate chance encounter

 

Sensations

Fluctuating point

Limbs collate

At the joint

Emotions bubbles in air

Love fear joy despair

 

Multiple

The forces at work

Patchwork feel

Divine quirk

The chore handed down with smirk

Opposing contracts

 

Cast me net

The fish are lively

Their gills shine

Mirth divine

Repopulate holy shrine

Phosphorescent nests

 

Conflicting

Energies shift fast

Faith steadfast

Touched untouched

All is in blink of the eye

Peace profound balance

 

Reading of the poem: 

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A thousand times good night – Abel Korzeniowski

Song of Time – Abel Korzeniowski

Terra – Abel Korzeniowski

Glory’s wake

Glory’s wake

26 February 2016

 

Sacrifice

A three letter word

Embedded

In my streams

Your broken body in dreams

As they take you down

 

They walk high

Above wilting stars

Their reign dark

Our fate stark

Destiny written in scars

Etched in our feathers

 

Soul weathers

Many thunderstorms

The heart heals

In the light

From coursing river it swarms

Energy of blue

 

 

To renew

A leap of blind faith

Dark wedded

Starry skies

Waking souls discover lies

Under white covers

 

Moon hovers

Ominous silver

Lost star’s gate

It dissolves

Within the streams of their hate

As bosoms lay bare

 

Reach within

To morrows’ stories

I hold sight

Of beacons

Soaring eagles beyond might

Of Kings and regents

 

 

We are Queens

Within our kingdoms

Bold reasons

Hold our heads

Above the valleys he dreads

Renewal our means

 

She gives birth

To our sorrows’ death

We inhale

Holy breath

Woven through the times on Earth

Chosen detention

 

Glory’s wake

Within the surging

Energy

Coursing through

The hand extended now you take

Psalms our intention

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Poets of the fall – Rebirth

Open your eyes now Adam

Open your eyes now Adam

7 September 2015

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She whispers to him

Open your eyes now Adam

He awakes never

 

The sun rises cold

In weary heart that tires

From vulture’s pecking

 

Let me now forsake

A world where war is holy

Be greatest sinner

 

Where love is banned sin

Let me spread the unholy

Be ever banished

 

The woodlands are burnt

She, female Prometheus

Scorched her own pasture

 

Nowhere would she hide

Though Lords could claim all stardom

Knowledge is for all

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Shades grow in heart’s wells

Overflowing with the Love

Bound to no human

 

Wells in hearts grow tears

Raindrops from the sky listen

To patter on cheeks

 

Tears in mind grow roots

That reach seeping to the grounds

Where water runs scarce

 

Let me nourish Earth

With the wells of my mind’s heart

And perish in here

 

Tomorrow will grow

Twenty-three white lilies tall

As I birth again

 

I whisper to him

Open your eyes now Adam

He sleeps forever

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