Scent of summertime
11 April 2020
Run along
The pathways stretch out
Conjoining
Pink flowers
They border the green hedges
Where axe drove the wedges
Clear cutting
Woodcutters at work
Loosen limbs
Off the trees
Swaying under springtime breeze
They offer blossoms
I inhale
Scent of summertime
Hidden deep
In the grass
When the springtime bloom will pass
Uncover morrows
Reading of the poem:
Cibelle – Minha Neguinha
Change the Earth
17 December 2017
Take my eye
See blossoms rising
From dead leaves
Uprising
Everlasting green in brown
From wasted the clean
Bandwidth mean
Average effort
Middle path
Needle math
Summoning the craft in hand
Making no demand
Tears in eyes
Compassion extreme
Renewed birth
Change the Earth
Blue green vision from a dream
Now freed from the lies
Singing of the poem:
Reading of the poem:
And they have escaped the weight of darkness – Ólafur Arnalds
Blossoms of your breath
16 March 2017
Haughty mare
In riddles I bare
Heart to swear
Hard to tear
Patched through dragons entering lair
A bosom to spare
Soul’s delight
Gathers me insight
See the light
In twilight
When lovers breathe through the night
Bodies’ trance in flight
June in hay
Summer’s haunting day
Ghost of May
Sudden death
On grounds of convenience lay
Blossoms of your breath
Reading of the poem:
Let’s Meet – Michelle Gurevich
Blue Eyes Unchanged – Michelle Gurevich
My familiar unfamiliar – Michelle Gurevich
Inside there is a soft glow
15 December 2016
The ship sails
The fallen sea wails
Burnt willows
My pillows
Embers flushing on my cheek
Glistening tears of meek
Resurrect
The Enchanted Times
Through my rhymes
Stand erect
Shaking off dust of neglect
Under the new moon
Silver trails
Hovering within
Of stardust
Of falling light
Of remnants of the lost might
Earthen reckonings
Wing that sings
Over the rooftops
Night kissed flight
Day dream bright
The feathers a path of clues
Withered chains to lose
Twirl me slow
Through the waking tides
Peace blossoms
Horseman rides
Multiply where he divides
Our bosoms anchors
Feet strike three
The Dawn strikes at six
We sing low
Humming birds
Inside there is a soft glow
Expanding in bricks
Reading of the poem:
Pequeña – La Milonga del Treno
Desde el Alma – La Milonga del Treno
Tu pálida voz – La Milonga del Treno
Where I watch you rest
9 February 2016
Spinning wheels
Take me to rivers
Where love floats
Like blue thread
Searching for the needles’ eye
Lost in haystack spread
Sad banquet
Tasteless piece of straw
Her fingers
Like a claw
Reaching through amorphous frame
Death lays on me claim
Loosened sighs
A tight demeanour
Letting go
Of wits’ loss
Pale blossoms fading in light
As the end now nears
Peacekeeper
In between spaces
Of Angels
And corpses
Red with the beat of high fires
Consumption my seed
They feed greed
The undead that roam
Crawling Earth
With tired hearts
Unseeing eyes filled with dark
Their souls lost embers
Wooden cup
Holds blood of the son
They chase it
Their minds ache
Purpose leaves them in the wake
Morsel remembers
Consciousness
Play of light and dark
Unwritten
Rules play me
In he, mean he, mine he no!
Bring no corpse by tow
I travel
Light my burden’s weight
A compass
Golden age
An era running in Time
Friends like hair thinning
Keep the faith
Spirit words voiceless
A clean slate
Is the fate
Of those who walk in waking
Their hearts long dilate
Heartbeats throb
Through the ripping cage
Renewal
Of eyesight
I am centered in the chest
Where I watch you rest
Reading of the poem:
Waiting in vain – Susheela Raman
What silence said – Susheela Raman
Oh my Love – Susheela Raman
Mother’s spirits had risen
28 November 2015
The sun regained cold
Petunias withered up
White and pink faces
Soft pastels played in my Heart
A bridge of purple faded
Citrus evergreen
Haunted by orange speckles
Bore timid blossoms
A shade of penance hung low
Within branches of my thoughts
Hibiscus rose red
Tussled with bougainvillea
Prominent flowers
The crimson in my mind’s shades
Spoke of bleeding memories
Frangipani bloomed
Delicate orange on white
Its scent thief of Hearts
Captured throb within ribcage
Sought bloom’s renewed tenderness
Grass ran through Earth’s brown
Carpet of fresh green kingdoms
Grasshoppers’ domain
Mother’s sprits had risen
Winding through me a new hope
The moon rose silver
Exhaling through jasmine’s breath
Faint springtime’s treasures
Hushed feeling of renewal
Coursed through my Heart lily white
Amethystium – Enchantment
Amethystium..Treasure ( Isabliss )(Stine Mari Langstrand)
Amethystium – Strangely Beautiful
In mutual growth
3 August 2015
Roots grow spreading out
Blossoms reaching out to worlds
Feeling ways other
.
Touch ever so slight
Fertility’s miracles
Birth of new wonders
.
Expanding fibres
Connecting dilating spores
Life grows from union
.
Seeds rise above root
Rivers of discovery
Separation is
.
.
Boughs darkened lay bare
Life stilled at extremities
Lost nurturing touch
.
A spark connects ends
Green life sprouts again
In mutual growth
.
Symphonies sing loud
Promises of distilled births
As touch grows finer
.
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