Do you hear me now ?

Do you hear me now ?

24 June 2018

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Wasted memories

Withered jasmine flowers cast

A pathway to home

 

Lilies in the pond

Roots swaying under water

Beckoning to stems

 

Yesterday’s trials

Reaching the otherworldly

Luminescent talks

 

Edge of sanity

Hovering in between worlds

Seeing the unseen

 

Ghost whispers in me

Beseeching wandering thoughts

A silent prayer

 

Sheltered happenings

Breathing into the ether

Do you hear me now ?

 

Reading of the poem: 

Adiyogi: The Source of Yoga – Original Music Video ft. Kailash Kher & Prasoon Joshi

From back to before

From back to before

2 June 2017

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Vibrations

Bring me through Ether

The pathways

Of fever

Coursing through the cells that blow

Out of proportions

 

Dilation

A course of set tunes

Seven moons

Chosen runes

Running across the power

As the knaves cower

 

Distillate

Implosion of night

In the rain

Course again

Shadows of forevermore

From back to before

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Shaman’s Dream – Nectar

Shaman’s Dream – Mother Water

Shaman’s Dream – Istanbul Dubphonics

Southern bound

Southern bound

5 May 2017

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Look around

Forlorn beaten ground

None to hound

Southern bound

The pathways never astound

Master of the sound

 

Reading of the poem: 

Southerly signals – As Seas Exhale

Vers l’Avant – As Seas Exhale

The Healing process – As Seas Exhale

 

My Lover Dances

My Lover Dances

28 January 2017

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Ecstatic

My Lover dances

He brings moon

Wedding boon

Our bodies locked as we swoon

Into wilderness

 

Chiming bells

Dark Time to depart

The pathway

Open I

You can only see with Heart

Forgotten the hells

 

Wishing wells

They record all hopes

I clung tight

To the ropes

My chest with more breath now copes

Dissolving the slopes

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Yeh mera deewana pan hai – Susheela Raman

Sakhi Maro – Susheela Raman

Manasuloni – Susheela Raman

Half Shiva Half Shakti – Susheela Raman

Dhamavati – Susheela Raman

Maya – Susheela Raman

Bliss – Susheela Raman

Nagumomo – Mami & Susheela Raman

Dans la gloire qui périt dans les cendres de nos urnes / In glory perishing in ashes of our urns

Dans la gloire qui périt dans les cendres de nos urnes

(Poème écrit sous forme de sonnet occitan en vers Alexandrin. Traduit en anglais ci-dessous ou ici)

13 janvier 2017

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De la lune nous voyons amas de faces obscures

De mille plaines érigées étendard argenté

De la veine essuyons larmes rouges en zébrures

Les faiblesses fustigées pâle sentier arpenté

 

Lendemains nous fuyons, points de croix en suture

De ces pages rédigées en mémoires présentées

En veine cave appuyons des doux cœurs écorchure

Les voltiges dirigées en falaises serpentées

 

Récolte-moi des abimes dans des terres désolées

Quand la nuit s’assombrit dans les pensées nocturnes

De nos souvenirs sublimes en presqu’îles isolées

 

Ravive lueur qui luit dans nos sursauts diurnes

Remontée des vieilles cimes en terrains décalés

Dans la gloire qui périt dans les cendres de nos urnes

 

Lecture du poème: 

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In glory perishing in ashes of our urns

(Translation of a poem written as a Occitan sonnet in Alexandrin. See original above or here)

13 January 2017

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From the moon we now see clusters of dark faces

Thousand plains erected like a silvery flag

From the vein we will wipe a criss-cross of red tears

Weakness castigated pale pathway travelled through

 

The morrows that we flee, patchwork of cross stitches

From these pages written in memories displayed

On cava vein let’s press the sweet hearts abrasion

The directed vaulting into the winding cliffs

 

Harvest me from abyss in the desolate lands

When the night will darken in the nocturnal thoughts

From our sublime memories in lone peninsulas

 

Revive glimmer that shines in our diurnal jolts

Rise of old mountain tops in the staggered terrains

In glory perishing in ashes of our urns

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Halfway out of the Dark – Aesthesys

Sailing to Byzantium – Aesthesys

I am Free that is why I am Lost – Aesthesys

The Last One Knowing

The Last One Knowing

1 January 2017

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In owing

Release of the debt

Centuries

Pile old trees

The new orchards growing wild

Garden of the child

 

The eye sees

Beyond the regret

Unending

Unbending

Flames flickering extending

Uneven hearts fret

 

We walk slow

In rhythm of glow

Candles light

Ravens flight

Pathways of morrows showing

The Last One Knowing

 

Reading of the poem: 

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The Last One – Audiomachine

 

Tabula rasa

Tabula rasa

17 July 2016

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Brutal happenings

Dissolution of a life

Identity swept

 

Right off the gridlines

Not a temporary stance

A move off the dance

 

Five six seven eight

The exercise continues

Replacement dons shoes

 

Four three two and one

Count no more for it is done

The clock ticks onward

 

Irretrievable

The resolutions taken

In past extensions

 

Pour me a nightcap

Resolutions lack resolve

When ceilings cave in

 

Oceans covered din

Thunders of a hundred waves

Sealed the leaking tap

 

Trains and boats sink fast

The fish venture unabashed

Reverse aquarium

 

Meek summer nights stall

My quaking communication

A guilt to recall

 

The water the fall

Can you see what I must see

Blinding waterfall

 

Disconnected straits

Bridges of desolation

Pathways for the dead

 

They crawl slow around

Inconsolable white light

The sob heaving chest

 

The city crushes

The will of bleak emptiness

I yearn for forests

 

Within the jungle

Only one kind of law rules

No constricted schools

 

Unmanned the learning

When the forests are burning

All animals flee

 

When all are equal

In problems solutions lie

The friend in rival

 

Give me the blind eye

Let me treasure ignorance

That seeps as I sigh

 

Humanity’s pains

Grit my teeth shatter my bones

Survival in clones

 

Twirl me a new leaf

Grant me renunciation

Turn me the tables

 

Tabula rasa

When all is said and undone

Back to the square one

 

Reading of the poem: 

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μάνος χατζιδάκις – Ερωτική άσκηση για 2

μάνος Χατζιδάκις Σ’ Αγαπώ αλίκη καγιαλόγλου

Manos Xatzidakis – Gioconda’s Smile

Remembering to forget

Remembering to forget

9 December 2015

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Retracing my steps

Between yesterday and now

A vicious circle

 

 

Like crazed desert dog

Chasing its tail in frenzy

I re-enact slates

 

 

The breath wasted here

The lost moments of freedom

While logs turned ashen

 

 

The frozen winters

The frost I loved so deadly

White of Heart’s icings

 

 

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The sight of roses

All at once chilling and bright

Red drops from my palms

 

 

Desperate clutching

Waiting for fire to recede

Red is not colour

 

 

There was a garden

Now sunken in memory

Where bluebells stood tall

 

 

The winter then walked

Sprinkling in hidden pathways

Demons in daisies

 

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All colours turned stale

Thorns like nails in my bloodstream

Travelling to Heart

 

 

From bellies of fire

Tidal waves of bright gold struck

The forests simmered

 

 

Surrounded by flames

Screams of pain, hope’s pathways gone

Welcoming scorching

 

 

A clearing in lands

Where wild forests slow drifted

In birth of woodlands

 

 

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I cut through the woods

With new life in core and axe

Only shrubs survived

 

 

Says in tunes of Blues

He: You don’t know what love is

I: Perhaps I don’t

 

 

Searching hard in soul

I reckoned I’d lost the hues

I rubbed, rewrote slate

 

 

Crisp parting with fate

Remembering to forget

Woods and lost voices

 

 

forget notoverthehill

 

 

Chet Baker – You Don’t Know What Love Is

Chet Baker – Almost blue

Chet Baker – I get along without you very well

Chet Baker – Every Time We Say Goodbye

 

 

 

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How do you crush an Angel?

How do you crush an Angel?

6 December 2015

 

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It was winter’s cool

Evenings spent in the garden

Time struck Eleven

 

Flickering white pairs

All but the one destitute

Lulling lights Seven

 

Jasmine exhaling

Frangipanis twining in

The scent of heaven

 

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A whiff of her frame

Mother, she speaks to my Heart

In my soul she plays

 

Tell me then blue child

What upset now your belly

That Trinity bore?

 

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Mind in between thoughts

Webs of feelings alternate

Confusion galore

 

Heart spoke of fatigue

The tireless clocks that wound

Butterflies’ pathways

 

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Famine and hatred

Fabricated woven webs

Bitterness and lies

 

She pointed to skies

How do you crush an Angel?

As your faith slow dies

 

I blew them a kiss

Gifted streams of my eyes’ pearls

Hushed in Heart my cries

 

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Angels calling me – Denean

A choir of angels Ave Maria (Caccini) – Tom Cully – slowed down

 

Hit and miss never

Hit and miss never

5 December 2015

 

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Lilies on my hand

Burgeoning with the green leaves

Waters in my Heart

 

The soul burning white

Through unmistakable blues

I miss the night skies

 

The road paved in ink

Inglorious dark pathways

To somewhere amiss

 

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Where soul would wander

Bathed in the forgetfulness

That I miss the most

 

Clarity struck hard

Gone was the blissful soft sleep

Missing is dreamtime

 

Clock me to midnight

Point my needles up and straight

Hit and miss never

 

 

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Evanescence – Bring me to Life

 

 

This post is part of SoCS

Hit and miss never – Linda Gill prompt word “miss” for December 5, 2015