As the cotton grows
28 July 2016
Weather beats
Through my aching heart
A chilled start
To mornings
We will wither in deserts
When the sun rises
There are rhymes
In my mind’s blue hues
They plant clues
In morrows
When the boatman collects dues
Off my broken limbs
Bound in Time
The windmill that sows
Fleshy seed
Ethereal
Glowing through my barren frame
As the cotton grows
Reading of the poem:
Dying to live – Poets of the Fall
Rewind – Poets of the Fall
Roses – Poets of the Fall
Post Scriptum
4 April 2016
In dreamtime
I walk outside me
Cotton buds
Landing zone
We master the skills we hone
Life hammering tool
Wishing wells
Alice falling slow
Fading goal
Bottomless
The ink reminder of space
The whole from the trace
Dying race
Blue kingdoms thrones lay
Barter’s point
Enchantment
Rituals practice of hand
More than mere demand
Writing notes
I compose lyrics
Unsung odes
Coursing through
Stimuli from electrodes
On my steel body
The living
Artificial world
It sinks heart
In puddles
The racing mind all muddles
Three cooks sip the broth
Seven sins
They speak together
Voices clear
Speak through fear
Confusing all I hold dear
With remnants of spate
Post scriptum
Unchain Queen of Hearts
She once wept
Eye’s desires
Dragon stoked the dying fires
While she rattled veins
Reading of the poem:
Air – The White Birch
The Hours – The White Birch
Atlantis – The White Birch
Accidents on tracks
1 April 2016
Whisper soft
Bathe me in cotton
Breathe me in
Breathe us out
Garlands of smoke on a cloud
Coursing through your lungs
Stay revel
Under mists of fate
Cast the spell
Show and tell
Like children discovering
Seal the iron ring
I will bring
Yesterday’s anthems
Cast again
Nations’ song
We flock to where we belong
Birds of a feather
Steel leather
They bind but the frame
The mind free
The soul high
I wish upon highest skies
Over green valleys
Show me maps
That I may seek you
In journeys
Of resolve
We broil more than we solve
The mind a weak tool
Stay in six
Pleasures confuse me
Like railways
They split us
Carriages roar North and South
Accidents on tracks
Reading of the poem:
I keep having to choose again sometimes different videos as people keep blocking videos for whatever rights on music and images, leaving me and the reader/listener/viewer with an empty video link. Sometimes the video blends in still with the poem and is meaningful but often only the sound experience remains. Apologies for that but I can’t help people making their videos private or youtube just censoring everyone. I had to replace Nu – Man o to and Floater by Waldeck. Sometimes I don’t even know what to replace as I was not writing the names before and therefore don’t remember which video conveyed my groove at that point in time when I was writing the poem
Nu – MAN O TO (Original Mix)
Memories – Waldeck
Jamaican Bistro – Waldeck
Floater – Waldeck
Beyond Connection
2 September 2015
I constructed you
You then deconstructed me
Laughed, hid the pieces
The key to the mind
Lies within thoughts’ meanders
Keys to heart flicker
Captured and released
Unwilling pact of freedom
Misplaced denied bonds
My hands lay helpless
Numbness then blood flowing back
Tingling sensations
Phantom cords cut all
Wounds that had crusted over
Where salt cauterised
Seeking the prison
Of mind that had most mattered
Cotton for the soul
Beguiled mind relived
A lifetime of servitude
To masters that fleeced
A shiver calling
To birth of a new era
Where slaves buy life back
A penny for Love
No quarters given today
Dime dozen’s fickle
Your form bathed in light
Cast against my darkness spelt
Chance of renewal
The candle’s flame lisped
Slithering towards my heart
Whispering new tongue
Every language ours
My thoughts trail off into yours
Beyond Connection
Ears pick up no sound
Artful measures a hiss feigned
Lungs filled in silence
Home
4 July 2015
Cotton nest of white
Delicate breeze on my cheeks
Blue light of shadows
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