Roads to pave
15 February 2018
Molten fire
Waking the desire
Pelting rain
Wash the pain
The bloodlit paths on the plain
Dark to discover
Uncover
Dodging the bullets
Riddled booth
Cracked tooth
Fairies older than the truth
Fate is a lover
We hover
Between instances
Tidal wave
Roads to pave
We will put to rest the knave
None can seek cover
Reading of the poem:
Remember to Breathe – Byron Metcalf
True Ground – Byron Metcalf
Fire Passage A Warning from the Elders – Byron Metcalf
Endless Road
5 May 2017
Soul abode
Of the living joy
In the mind
Endless road
To winding straits that expire
When breath gets higher
Reading of the poem:
Walking the Endless Road – Nevermind the Name
In a Lifetime – Nevermind the Name
On Horus Wings – Nevermind the Name
Blood in the moonlight
12 December 2015
The dark rasping sounds
Heaving darkness closing in
Respite in sleep’s loss
The night spoke whispers
Into the Heart of sorrow
Laying in dungeons
Irresolute paths
Between truths and concealments
Roads to perdition
Sleeveless in winter
For Heart to wear but in cloak
Through blistering storms
Crystal clear ripples
She forged a way in waters
Through liquid portals
Doors closed tight across
Waning memories that lurched
From bowels to throat
Shutting out the screams
Hell’s kitchen let out oozing
Blood in the moonlight
Love’s Way – Human Drama
I Bleed For You – Human Drama
A Million Years- Human Drama
Oh My Love – Human Drama
Deeper shades of Blues
4 December 2015
The outer world fades
Spinning into soft whispers
Mind into new hues
All the Earth in me
Crumbling into desert sands
Disappearing clues
Voices pale mirrors
Of forgotten faces’ names
The past paid its dues
Unfamiliar scents
Dilation of inner ways
Roads turned avenues
Avracadavra
Words piles of wayward bells’ chimes
Summoning Dark calls
The Undead rises
From the gates of Netherworld
Another bell tolls
Sweet cinnamon’s taste
Breath fragrant over rotting
Pestilence’s frame
Chaos brought upon
Winding steep pathways through sands
Message sorrow’s flame
A kiss from shadows
Queen of bees for King of flies
Requiem’s dance shoes
Beating at Temples
Upper levels’ near disgrace
Downtrodden the views
Burning embers speak
Cherished secrets woven lies
Ages of misuse
Rising from ashes
Lavender in oceans spun
Deeper shades of Blues
Two steps from Hell – False King
Two steps from Hell – White Witch
Legend – Dancing dress scene – Tangerine Dream
Two steps from Hell – Sons of War
Two steps from Hell – Ghost Brigades
A World of Magic
4 September 2015
.
Straighten the measure
Music will fall soft from lips
Absurd no one quips
.
Pull the greying hood
Red long since went riding home
Flowers picked never
.
Tug a piece of war
Illusions will loosen faiths
And all in between
.
Tell and show in jar
I will grant my secrets too
Till chest is empty
.
Treasures you take home
We wove all as we spun love
I watched you coming
.
In desert I roam
Your face behind these eyelids
My only compass
.
Gift me your music
I will show you road to stars
That dance beneath skies
.
A World of Magic
Sheltered in my open palms
By your shielding hand
.
Every time I doubt
18 August 2015
In mind you described
Every single emotion
That would bind us thus
I heard your voices
Like waves of a raging sea
Scourging through my mind
In unseen dark waves
Your voices amplified space
Within very soul
Could thunder be soft?
Loud it raged on but so slight
Between light and might
I knew you never
You recognised me no more
Yet we both knew us
In days’ giddiness
In nights’ fervour we glistened
To every moon ray
I walk uneven pace
Your hand on my shoulder
Rectifies my gait
I fear not I know
You will catch me if I fall
My pace regains grace
The road winds in time
As the winds of change blow hard
But your sails steer me
Every time I doubt
I feel soft your lips’ pressure
And Heart finds solace
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