Hovering

Hovering

11 November 2017

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Shake me soft

Keep me in waking

Retaking

Breath in deep

Harnessing before the sleep

Sands through fingers seep

 

Sigh my name

In between the heaves

Gather me

Autumn leaves

Shine me like summertime spent

By widow that grieves

 

Hovering

Moonlit passages

Keep me still

Wave instill

My being on ledge’s edge

Twixt heart and mind wedge

 

Reading of the poem: 

Prelude 13 – Ketil Bjornstad

Overcoming thoughts of You

Overcoming thoughts of You

20 November 2016

 

 

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The days fading fast

Into oblivion of nights

Detonation blast

 

The mind’s explosion

Into realms of darkness creep

Whispers of autumn

 

Widowed eyelids weep

Parting of the eyebrows raised

Holding soft the gaze

 

Remnants of spring’s path

Sun kissed blossoms now fading

The weeds invading

 

Gardens in simmers

Under a sun that glimmers

Dying rays wet kiss

 

Water down the hills

Dark tides flowing into sands

Ice into Islands

 

Ebb and flow pursue

Within the changing seasons

Shades of my mind’s blue

 

Hope of morrows faint

Reflux a lesson of tides

Tireless happenings

 

Rearranging stills

Breathing through invented gills

Dead canvas to paint

 

The brush strokes in clues

Overcoming thoughts of You

Bold red and blue hues

 

Reading of the poem: 

overcoming

Soldier of Love – Sade

King of Sorrow – Sade

By Your Side – Sade

Winter shrill

Winter shrill

28 October 2016

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The whispering voices marked the pace of slow feet

We crawled into corner that spun shunning all light

We grappled with choices pulsing vein to meet fleet

Like starry eyed mourner death to us more than white

 

In dead leaves the choice is what we win in defeat

The springs did adorn her from green woodlands in sprite

The autumn rejoices courting floors it will meet

Their carpets had borne her she would shower them bright

 

A look through my window to waning springtime frill

The flowers that simmer with a slain chirping tune

The echo rang mellow like on mocking bird hill

 

Snowflakes in land glimmer under silvery moon

His head on my pillow now calling winter shrill

The lights then grew dimmer shadows fade all too soon

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Loeyndomsriss / Heimta Thurs / Thurs – Wardruna

Dagr – Wardruna

Algir-Tognatale  – Wardruna

I fall through the cracks

I fall through the cracks

8 January 2016

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I fall through the cracks

In between tiles that shudder

Winter’s ice-clad touch

 

I fall through the cracks

Dropping from the wall’s peelings

That autumn rain cast

 

I fall through the cracks

From one ledge to another

That summer clad beige

 

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I fall through the cracks

Where the light clung to ceilings

White like spring’s jasmine

 

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I fall through the cracks

As the air opens its pores

Sizzling mist around

 

I fall through the cracks

As the skies open their arms

Shedding me sunrays

 

I fall through the cracks

Between needles and clock’s face

As Time slowly dies

 

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Her Scene – This is Who I Am Now

Rumi – You will not know me

Life sprouts from passing

Life sprouts from passing

29 December 2015

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Wading its way up

Into winter horizons

The sun reeked of change

 

Shadow of moon wept

Translucent mark in the skies

Ghost of yesterday

 

Your heart slow stammered

Strong were the upcoming tides

That would wash ashore

 

Rejoice for this pause

The calm before the storm’s dark

Winter will see through

 

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Spring will speak of peace

In the whispers of the leaves

Growing on brown stems

 

Blue flowers will bloom

Upon the reddened meadows

Contrast of colours

 

Hearts will know of green

Beating under lush crimson

Metamorphosis

 

In between faces

Recognition but a sign

Renewal of Times

 

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Summer will breathe bliss

Lazy hays that stretch outwards

Into new spaces

 

In between the cracks

Rivers of yesteryears’ gloom

Surfacing bubbles

 

The day will break night

Glorious winged serenity

Guardian of the realms

 

Bubbles will burst breath

Rancid spots on sheet of white

Agonising past

 

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Autumns will bear sheaths

For all daggers of seasons

Stilling mildewed breath

 

The fog and the wind

United in scattering

Closing paths of fear

 

The wheat rolled in piles

A bounty for two morrows

Constructing solace

 

We will knead them bread

From the death of the treasons

Life sprouts from passing

 

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The Calm Before The Storm – Arcana

Wings of Gabriel – Arcana

Serenity – Arcana

For my Love – Arcana

Winter’s promises وعود الشتاء

Winter’s promises

24 November 2015

 

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Mist in horizon

Reverberating silence

White cloak of autumn

 

Sun in the blue skies

Golden rays of ice-clad warmth

Stillness in the breeze

 

Violet pinstripes

Edge of the pink-clad clamours

Indian summer song

 

Darkness of the night

Casket for the moonlight’s beams

Winter’s promises

 

 

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وعود الشتاء

24 نوفمبر 2015

 

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ضباب في الأفق

ردَد أصداء الصَمت

ستارالخريف

 

زرق شمس السَماء

الجليد الذَهبي

سكون النَسيم

 

البنفسجي

حافة الصَخب الوردي

لحن صيف هندي

 

ظلام اللَيل

النَعش لضوء القمر

وعود الشِتاء

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In the silence of my Heart

In the silence of my Heart

20 November 2015

 

 

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November skies bled

The wasted summertime leaves

That autumn had spared

 

A walk in winter

Spoke of ice clad memories

Footsteps in the snow

 

Over horizons

Spring beckoned silent

Red speech of roses

 

The summer breathed soft

Scent of jasmine and fresh hay

As the sun sizzled

 

A whisper hovered

In the silence of my Heart

For keen ears to pick

 

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The sound of Silence – Simon and Garfunkel

Building mirror’s other reality

Building mirror’s other reality

30 October 2015

 Collecting me

Sometimes, silent, I think of you in fall

It takes all of the dew of autumn leaves

To wet my lip crackling as it now weaves

Rustling edges, Indian summers that call

 

From creek I look at you now birth from caul

Wistful membranes resist as Earth now heaves

The pull, the push shudder as she bereaves

More so the words that I utter to maul

 

Sometimes as winter would dispel meadows

It takes the frost on splintered leaves that lie

To shatter all the shards of memory

 

When I would gaze upon lesser shadows

Filling reducing space from eye to eye

Building mirror’s other reality

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Like pockets in Heart

Like pockets in Heart

10 October 2015

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The drizzling rain sighed

Upon plains of autumn leaves

That sizzled in heat

In memory raindrops fell

Washing down yesterday’s peaks

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Begonias stood dull

Huddled in a tight circle

Wrapped around dark mud

Where did they now disappear

Blazing colours of your Love?

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Petunias listless

Stretched in the midst of vases

Like pockets in Heart

White lies fell on burning Soul

That saw through the stories told

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Cold air touched the heat

Mist-like pattern on the glass

Intrinsic cooling

Reminding me of first chill

My Heart stilled itself like stone

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Voices through the mist

Muffled by the words of loss

Carried themselves low

Within my heart your voice called

Shattering icy carvings

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Dance me to the End

Dance me to the End

30 August 2015

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Autumn leaves will fall

As the sun will soon grow cold

And the bark will freeze

 

Did you know I’m blue?

Hues bluer than deepest sea

Ice in heart stretches

 

You fail to see it

You would not know what it takes

To break through the ice

 

Faith in you falters

But if you know then pray stay

Dance me to the End

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Winter white will call

As the skies will gather snow

And the bears will sleep

 

Did you feel my hugs?

Tighter than the starkest grip

Sleep its warmth fetches

 

You fail to glean it

You would not feel them these quakes

Tremors I convey

 

Warmth in me halters

But if you feel then pray stay

Dance me to the End

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Springtime will blossom

As the robins will return

And flowers will bloom

 

Did you need my kiss?

Lighter than the touch of clouds

Heavier than rain

 

You fail to reach it

You would not need these pink lips

Pressure of my soul

 

Velvet silk retracts

But if you need then pray stay

Dance me to the End

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Summer will then scorch

As the sun will rise ablaze

And the hay will burn

 

Did you read my heart?

Transparent like a river

Murky like a pond

 

You fail to breach it

You would not read these blue tips

That pump me brick red

 

Life from Love subtracts

But if you read then pray stay

Dance me to the End

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The seasons were gone

Even time came to standstill

We dwelt face to face

 

Did you heed my soul?

Overflowing blue-red lake

It merged ice with coal

 

You fail to grasp it

You merely scratch the surface

That shines like mirrors

 

Soul a soul could mute

But if you heed then pray stay

Dance me to the End

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