The God of small Miracles

The God of small Miracles

3 November 2017

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Deconstruct

Current thought process

Unwind mind

Child remind

Inner being you will find

Playing with the clay

 

End dismay

Emerge from ashes

Old renew

Young to spew

From fountains gushing anew

The selected few

 

Embrace it

Just drop the questions

Ne’er ask why

Nor ask how

The God of small Miracles

Shimmers in the now

 

Reading of the poem: 

Something Just Like This (Lyric) – The Chainsmokers & Coldplay

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

Splinters of the Heart

Splinters of the Heart

7 December 2016

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We gather

Sceneries in woods

Of the mind

That remind

Of days gone by walking through

The thick and the thin

 

Like gardens

Hanging on the edge

Of a cliff

Amidst riff

Panoramic views submerge

Growing of the urge

 

Oblivion

An eight letter word

Becomes herd

That refrain

From the expression of pain

Their bodies corpses

 

The dark crawl

Dead embers ashes

Light flashes

Not within

Their lack of feelings akin

To breath of undead

 

Sorrowed lead

Plastered smiles in white

The empaths

Faith in light

Keeping Hope through Times that smite

Words that decompose

 

Recompose

Splinters of the Heart

There are ways

Etched in Soul

Knowledge of how you are whole

Beyond the fences

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Just for You – Giovanni Marradi

Snowfall

Snowfall

1 September 2016

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Snowfall streaks

Remnants of ashes

Softly fall

Like garlands

Forming on my face islands

Of memories of you

 

Snowfall speaks

Bitter reckonings

Dissolved slow

In passing

The Time wound back trespassing

The unholy gates

 

Snowfall reeks

Of unwritten rhyme

Hours spent

Pantomime

Desecrating unseen strings

Renewing the wings

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Ashes and snow – Gregory Colbert recited by Laurence Fishburne (English), Ken Watanabe (Japanese), and Enrique Rocha (Spanish)

Spelling morse

Spelling morse

18 June 2016

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Words unsaid

Piling up like coals

Fueling

Inner fire

Consumption consequence dire

Straight repercussions

 

Melodies

Fine tailored dresses

To robe hearts

Like sleek glove

Flicker to ignite the love

Smoldering ashes

 

The wind blows

On inner remains

All that’s left

Are the stains

Of memories of what was

Of what could have been

 

Letting go

A process of jumps

Athletic

High low games

Sinking soaring that one tames

Walking middle way

 

The light talks

Through spotless center

Bear with me

As I read

Through its intricate wonder

I sense its pulses

 

Flickering

Under my eyelids

Space alive

With photons

Retina catching signals

Spelling words in morse

 

Reading of the poem: 

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All you never say – Birdy

Shelter – Birdy

Let it all go – Birdy and Rhodes

The passage of sunken Time

The passage of sunken Time

26 February 2016

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Scorching skies

Lighting up the night

Blazing warmth

Red heavens

Colours fusing in opposed

One and Contrary

 

Life arbitrary

Chancing upon smoke

Smoldering

Ashes strewn

Within the logs that we poke

Memories of havens

 

Black ravens

Announce the coals’ path

Floundering

Souls in flight

Flames licking as they quiver

Suspended visions

 

Revisions

Crossing out the tides

Backward seas

Stenciled hope

Carbon copy as I grope

In empty insides

 

The ice melts

Rivers of wonder

Heartbeats’ light

White thunder

Northern star that sets me right

As the space rock pelts

 

Pick pieces

Cherry on the cake

As I slice

Life’s relish

I often have the same dish

Served stale in arrears

 

Break the fears

We breathe in circles

Our echoes

Drums beating

The passage of sunken Time

Handing heart I mime

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Wardruna Naudir

Wardruna – Völuspa

Wardruna – Bjarkan

Wardruna – Helvegen

Scattered breath

Scattered breath

12 February 2016

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Does it speak

Of broken morrows

The stilled mind

Chilling Heart

Polar experiences

Lurking in the dark

 

I gather

Twigs and worn pages

All fire warmth

Chimneys smoke

Fading thoughts that I invoke

A life pressed in blue

 

I blow hard

Rekindling ashes

Under the grey

Red simmers

Volcanic eruptions bleed

What once could have been

 

There is dust

On my fingertips

Raging winds

That mouth quips

Lift but the blinding spent sands

Leaving million more

 

I shake snow

In glass of seconds

White my slate

Empty store

There is nothing in slain grains

No yeast to raise bread

 

Dancing queen

Shimmers with the shake

As I rake

Garden leaves

With lost stories my chest heaves

Untold for undead

 

Scattered breath

Gathers me within

Chest heaving

Soul cleaving

Remnants of threads strewn across

Rosary and cross

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Song to the Moon – Antonín Dvořák

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