On the river bank

On the river bank

16 September 2018

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The woods’ outline was cool and comforting against the blue skies in the scorching heat that she could feel rise to a peak level again. She moved swiftly towards it and gladly delved into the first cluster of roots and leaves that lay at the outskirts of the woods. Her skin feverishly welcomed the dew that fell off the leaves onto her arms. She stooped further as a heavy branch hid the way to the inside of the woods and crossing underneath it reached a small clearing.

The air was filled with the smell of moss growing all around under the trees. The smell of it felt like heaven to her after her time in the city. There was also a strong smell of burnt wood and she wondered where it came from. She ventured further into the woods following the smell of the burnt wood until she arrived to another clearing and found a tree that had been split into two, visibly struck by lightning, the two sides charred and fallen to the ground. The center of the tree was still fuming a bit and she could sense humming all around it.

She looked around and saw a swarm of bees all around the neighbouring trees. She wondered whether they had been in the tree before it had been burnt down. She was a little apprehensive on whether the bees would attack her as they seemed quite restless but they only circled around her and never dived upon her to sting her. The way they were hovering around, they seemed to be dancing and she found that quite odd. Suddenly they stopped their movement and after a few seconds they flew in group towards a spot at the end of the clearing.

She ran after the bees, eager to see what had drawn them there. In the distance she could see lights flickering. She wondered if there were people in the woods out here like her to escape the heat of the city. She hid behind one of the trees near the end of the clearing and watched intently as the lights drew closer. She realised that the lights were coming over a stretch of water that started at the end of the clearing. She looked further and found out that it was actually a large river. The lights came over the edge of the river and stopped on the river bank.

She came out of her hiding place behind the trees and stared curiously at the lights. There seemed to be nothing holding them up there, not even an insect. She reached out to the lights and could feel a tingling feeling at the tip of her fingers. The river bank softly gave way under her feet and she seemed to be sinking as she could no longer feel the earth underneath. At the same time, the lights seemed to move closer to her or perhaps she was moving closer to hem. She could feel their warmth as they engulfed her…

 

The river on the sky – Stive Morgan

Darkness overcome

Darkness overcome

17 May 2017

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Fires roast

Chest nut on a fork

Babies fly

Borne by stork

Kingdoms whirl and fairies lie

In the dark of woods

 

Three pigs squeal

The wolf an outpost

Chimes reveal

Senseless act

Dogs of hell brought to the heel

Silence in the ghost

 

Five seek five

In shining beehive

Gold in pound

Strikes the ground

Dissolving what mattered most

Currents see to strive

 

Souls that dread

Gloomy Hearts of lead

Wings that spread

In love fed

Morning dewdrops winding fled

In the air ahead

 

Frame alit

Spirals through the slit

Paths that split

Candlelit

Raging towards road sunlit

Twining orbs that flit

 

Minds that sum

Good bad and the glum

Fingers drum

Lips that hum

Tuning mellow days to come

Darkness overcome

 

Reading of the poem:

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Embrace, release – Bvdub

Everything Between You and Me – Bvdub

A History of Distance – Bvdub

Ghosts of What we Once were – Bvdub

As we remember a Life of Love – Bvdub

I Break All Around You – Bvdub

 

Light in Stone

Light in Stone

23 March 2017

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Twenty-three

Set in my pastures

Shiver past

Death outcast

Coils live unwinding free

Blooming cherry tree

 

Blow sorrows

Easing out the pain

Window pane

Shadow lane

Like a candle in the rain

Set upright the train

 

Light in stone

Miracles to hone

Beyond woods

Bring the goods

Tired faces lose the hoods

On brink of morrows

 

Reading of the poem: 

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The World Beyond The Woods – Angels Of Venice

The Enchanted Forest – Angels Of Venice

Within You Without You – Angels of Venice

The Cleopatra Tales 1: Divine Union – Hieros Gamos

The Cleopatra Tales 1: Divine Union – Hieros Gamos

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Feed me the Music

Feed me the Music

8 October 2016

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Blood awash

From age of deceit

Travel clothes

Pleated neat

I walk naked in parlours

That the Truth harbours

 

End of lies

Raven to me flies

Beak tender

Wings of old

They shelter me from the cold

Of ice of despair

 

See my brow

No longer hangs now

Infinite

Waves of hope

Surging through the upward slope

Bubbling into moon

 

Crescents swoon

Overwhelming surge

Gnawing urge

Daylight purge

Silver and gold they emerge

Betrothed in the skies

 

Now we feast

All eyes on the East

Bread in yeast

Hides the Beast

Bring me the rings of knighthood

Three bowls made of wood

 

Calm hunger

Feed me the Music

Rushing through

Veins intact

Pulsing centuries impact

Hurtling through ages

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Sins of Salome – Angels of Venice

Nothing else Matters – Angels of Venice

Queen of the Sun – Angels of Venice

 

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

 

 

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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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The red writhing hood

The red writhing hood

14 August 2015

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In the woods she strays

Flowers bloom in every place

Sun goads her deeper

 

A clearing sits well

In midst of mind’s dark thickets

As sun’s rays lessen

 

Flashing teeth bore hard

Into mind bewitched by stars

What an ad venture!

 

Reality strikes

Talking into the wrong strides

As footsteps recede

 

Its breath came noisy

Now lurking in the darkness

Old foe sat quiet

 

The red writhing hood

Would have to defeat again

A new big bad wolf

 

Silver metal shone

Whose blood was it now that pearled

Upon naked flesh?

 

Grey daylight broke bond

Metamorphosis flamed skin

Consumed as ashes

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