In my dreams

In my dreams

1 January 2018

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Changing sides

Black pawns in castle

Game hustle

Eyes sizzle

Stakes making my neck bristle

Hand on back that glides

 

Partner hides

Aces in the pack

Bring me back

Nerves that rack

Quest for needle in haystack

Lost with thread that slides

 

Careless rides

To edge of morrows

Puppet screams

In my dreams

Waking to my eyeborn streams

Wail in heart subsides

 

Reading of the poem: 

Sevdaliza – Bluecid

Stirring the waters

Stirring the waters

22 August 2017

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Woven tight

Nights pastures bereave

Shaking light

Knitted tight

The blaze appearing flashes

In between lashes

 

See trouble

Seething through my veins

Crumpled beds

Unshorn heads

Shaking limbs when he remains

King of my castle

 

Body double

Stirring the waters

Kindling flames

Winding trees

Rhapsody that drew the bees

Into my kingdom

 

Reading of the poem:  

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Marcas de Ayer – Adriana Mezzadri

Sirens snow

Sirens snow

30 July 2016

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Dreaming lanes

Crossover highways

Where stars skid

Into motion

Forgotten all commotion

As the stakes renew

 

Redeemed boards

Players take a ride

Seek and hide

Keys to doors

Lion proud of mane roars

The fun in the slide

 

Kings castle

Switching their places

Towers hail

Sirens’ snow

Pitches settled in the low

By new rules abide

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Time Stops – Explosions in the Sky

Snow and Lights – Explosions in the Sky

Magic Hours – Explosions in the Sky

Tomorrow’s pathways

Tomorrow’s pathways

20 April 2016

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Everywhere doors shut

This castle wind whisperer

Blowing in the skies

 

The crows caw loudly

There is nothing in this world

Move on, hope is lost

 

We will build morrows

On molten land of lava

Where red beings dwell

 

The nightingales cry

There is everything within

Undoubted the source

 

I spin in valleys

The feet a circle of love

Hands extended forth

 

Inside the circles

There are bubbles of blank air

They blow new windows

 

Tomorrow’s pathways

They are etched within the faith

Where blue meets the red

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Going Home – Asgeir Anderson

In the Silence – Asgeir Anderson

Higher – Asgeir Anderson

Morrows in the Sun

Morrows in the Sun

2 February 2016

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You cast stones

Forgetting ripples

Your mind hard

Tired bones

Every hurt that you discard

Builds a waning castle

 

You can live

You can also die

In between

Nothingness

Even in shadows of Spain

Stories will be told

 

All we see

Dreamtime’s harmony

Oft disturbed

By dark thoughts

Night mares mere taunts in flashes

Of hooves beating sand

 

We will reign

The scars of the past

Into love

Forgiveness

She is deep like the marshes

Bordering mind’s land

 

We hold high

The hopes of our hearts

Yet we flaunt

Shields of tin

We forego the love for taunt

Smarting soul within

 

Crushed dreams

Give but few breadcrumbs

Trails gone cold

Eaten hearts

Oh the wincing how it smarts

When the heart grows old

 

I restore

The blackbird with blue

Fingers locked

Brush ablaze

Breathing out a love so true

Your face in a haze

 

All the lies

Now they’re washed away

Naked stand

With your love

Your blue heart battlefields’ death

Yet the surging bliss

 

Do you feel

The morrows have come

Creeping slow

Yellow glow

Collecting wild daffodils

Resonating thrills

 

You sink deep

Feathered rainbows splash

Across you

Coloured hue

Your body an artist’s dream

The gleam of moonbeam

 

They come fast

The morrows that last

You’re sinking

Heart blinking

Red SOS love’s inking

Splattered in your mind

 

Remember

Morrows in the Sun

When dark calls

And love weeps

Between our bodies it seeps

Glory to be whole

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Inside her – Evi Vine