Alone we are not lonesome

Alone we are not lonesome

19 June 2018

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Leaves fall off the tree

Yellow butterflies to ground

Moss heather and stone

Mind’s criss-cross of highs and lows

Tangled webs of slain desires

 

Clouds gathered in skies

Raindrops showering gardens

Pond fish thirst alive

Mind’s preoccupations cloud

Soul reaching out to rainbows

 

Birds’ flight back to nest

Huddled sounds of nestling wings

Pairs to one’s solace

Breath of the divine inside

Alone we are not lonesome

 

Reading of the poem: 

Exaudi Vocem Meam Part I – Dark Sanctuary

Le Rêve de la Nymphe – Dark Sanctuary

Les entrailles de ce Purgatoire – Dark Sanctuary

Moving fruit of Earth to space

Moving fruit of Earth to space

19 December 2015

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Butterflies
Swarming in garden
Tiger backs
Million eyes
They reach out to me with hope
Written on their wings

 

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Rising sun
Warms my back mellow
Earth crunches
Under feet
The fallen leaves speak of change
Within the morrows

 

 

Potting soil
Sunken hands planted
Firmly wed
Rising seeds
Moving fruit of Earth to space
Of larger landscapes

 

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How do you crush an Angel?

How do you crush an Angel?

6 December 2015

 

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It was winter’s cool

Evenings spent in the garden

Time struck Eleven

 

Flickering white pairs

All but the one destitute

Lulling lights Seven

 

Jasmine exhaling

Frangipanis twining in

The scent of heaven

 

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A whiff of her frame

Mother, she speaks to my Heart

In my soul she plays

 

Tell me then blue child

What upset now your belly

That Trinity bore?

 

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Mind in between thoughts

Webs of feelings alternate

Confusion galore

 

Heart spoke of fatigue

The tireless clocks that wound

Butterflies’ pathways

 

 

Famine and hatred

Fabricated woven webs

Bitterness and lies

 

She pointed to skies

How do you crush an Angel?

As your faith slow dies

 

I blew them a kiss

Gifted streams of my eyes’ pearls

Hushed in Heart my cries

 

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Angels calling me – Denean

A choir of angels Ave Maria (Caccini) – Tom Cully – slowed down

 

A New World awaits

A new world awaits

5 October 2015

 

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Butterflies flew low

Fighting with sparrows for Blue

Black rain threatened skies

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Horizons grew dark

Birth a difficult process

Deliverance in Fear

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Darkness so thickened

Rising with the stark Venom

That coursed through the Blood

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In Heart the panic

Spread a wildfire of sorrow

Flaming illusions

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Hark! Keep the Heart’s shine

For dawn lies at darkest point

Piercing through the night

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A New World awaits

Stored in the coils of our Soul

Shown while Time unfolds

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Take my hand fear not

Time is a place of riddles

I will show you Truth

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Butterflies died first

Butterflies died first

17 September 2015

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Basking in the sun

Their wings shower of colours

Heart-wrenching beauty

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Flying free in skies

Translucent against the blue

Like heavenly gift

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Flaming wave blazed through

No trees withstood its fervour

As it scorched all souls

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Wings transformed moth-like

Turning ashes in mid-air

Butterflies died first

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We faced each other

Foetal position resumed

Time to be reborn

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