Open doors
13 April 2017
Sniffing free
Immortality
Whistling through
Winds so true
The doors knocking to the beat
Of the prancing feet
Breathing hard
Looking past the shard
On the cheek
Of the meek
Death transcendence April tool
Journey of the fool
Open doors
Nightingales cross floors
Bending cores
Welding shores
The shaking limbs keep me scores
Of the records’ stores
Reading of the poem:
The Song of the Stones – Trobar de Morte
Natural Dance – Trobar de Morte
The Pagan Way – Trobar de Morte
April tool
16 March 2017
Fashion me
Model of the talk
Make me walk
Through mirrors
Cutting through realities
With tongues’ swift scissors
Maintain cool
Walk on verge of death
April tool
Of the fool
We hear of stories that drool
Over heroes lost
The victims
Players of the whims
Unlocked grids
Earth that skids
Future you reach for now dims
Hands now usher rims
Reading of the poem:
I’ll be your woman – Michelle Gurevich
March defunct
7 March 2017
Exam flunked
Student Methodist
Wood artist
With a twist
Presents trophy panelist
A fan to enlist
Myth debunked
Shadow turning light
Revived sight
Crouching slight
Figures dancing in the fight
Confusion of plight
March defunct
Pulls me to April
Window sill
Peeps on hill
Where the lovers now nest still
Forgotten the kill
Reading of the poem:
Carolina 1968 – Chico Buarque
Fado Tropical – Chico Buarque
O que será (A flor da terra) – Chico Buarque
Anything at All
13 January 2017
Judges Dread
The aligned Misfits
They cloaked Earth
From within
Mantle pieces of darkness
Hung below portraits
In pour traits
Waters reflection
The joke lost
April’s fools
We sent them back to the schools
Remembering Time
You got trend
Of my misread words
Blinded herds
Miscarried birds
Do I even have to Say
Anything at All?
Reading of the Poem:
“Nothing has to happen. It can just be. Like it was before you got there. It was just being and then you showed up and said, “It’s happening.” But you never saw the time before. Because you were somewhere else. You were there because things were happening. Just show up. That is all you need to do. Show up. It will happen.”
Nothing has to Happen – Hungry Ghosts
A Joke’s a Joke – Hungry Ghosts
Three Sisters – Hungry Ghosts
Jerusalem’s lost Ark wind
16 November 2015
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Swollen Polygon
My Heart shaped Geometry
On which side to draw
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Numbers dance hidden
Chance law of art’s memory
Fear outcome curse fades
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Loved ones’ blood flesh tears
Angry steel violence clinch
Evening rain, fragile fall
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Women dancing star
Wash sadness from soldiers’ eyes
Stone faces missing
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Invisible ones
Scream loud, torture unsaid sing
Own freedom bitter
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Dead dance supports graves
Mother dancing wages joy
Foreign laugh anguish
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Humble Pi curve Arc
Kingdoms cover in bell shape
Secluded valleys
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Protect victories
King’s vanity broken works
Lost ancient city
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Build Ocean’s Rainbows
Jerusalem’s lost Ark wind
April’s histories
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Moon ruins footstep
Dried ambition dust prison
Desert life over
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Stop man’s Dominions
Love fall’s million stars
Distant planet’s fog
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Shape of my Heart – Sting
Fragile – Sting
They Dance Alone – Sting
Lost without You – Sting