The dark side of the new moon

The dark side of the new moon

6 February 2018

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Wistful look

Relics of the past

Remind me

Of your face

Before descent in disgrace

From cross underground

 

Gone too soon

Stars moon and the hook

In one glance

Chasing key

Eyes tightly shut for the dance

Narrow fields witness

 

Shapeless space

Forming my fingers

Across you

As we sway

Relentlessly we twirl on

The dark side of the new moon

 

Reading of the poem: 

Can’t take my eyes off you – Muse

Neutron Star Collision (Love is Forever) – Muse

I belong to You – Muse

In punctuation

In punctuation

31 August 2017

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Erasure

Obliteration

Inside me

Doves fly free

Outside borders now shaken

Through vows we’ve taken

 

You fly high

Your shape dark tattoo

Etheric

Composure

Minutes before disclosure

Tale of who is who

 

Vibration

Energy coursing

Through my skin

Subdued din

Voices hoarse together sing

Branding face with wing

 

We summed them

In punctuation

Dots in cross

Cross in dash

Marble now crumbling to ash

Fragments of unseen

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Every day I have the Blues – Blues Dealers

Night Time is the right Time – Blues Dealers

You don’t Love me – Blues Dealers

Open doors

Open doors

13 April 2017

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Sniffing free

Immortality

Whistling through

Winds so true

The doors knocking to the beat

Of the prancing feet

 

Breathing hard

Looking past the shard

On the cheek

Of the meek

Death transcendence April tool

Journey of the fool

 

Open doors

Nightingales cross floors

Bending cores

Welding shores

The shaking limbs keep me scores

Of the records’ stores

 

Reading of the poem: 

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The Song of the Stones – Trobar de Morte

Natural Dance – Trobar de Morte

The Pagan Way – Trobar de Morte

Chef d’orchestre à lutrins âme église qui médite / Conductor with lecterns soul church that meditates

Chef d’orchestre à lutrins âme église qui médite

(poème écrit sous forme de sonnet Petrarch en Alexandrin traduit en anglais ci-bas ou ici)

6 septembre 2016

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Les douleurs effacées en séries de hoquets

Vivre comme lampe qui suinte un passé langoureux

Fracture du temps éreinte mon élan amoureux

De ces temps trépassés j’ai formé des bouquets

 

Souvenirs déplacés comme images en loquets

De mémoire sont la feinte en mon corps douloureux

De vieux sentiers empreinte porte les tiers valeureux

En pointe de croix lassés habitants des troquets

 

Ressource en moi entrain résurrection dédite

Des plaies qui s’amoncellent illusion de travers

J’élèverais les quatrains à des places inédites

 

Moitiés d’Alexandrins ma version érudite

Musique de violoncelle pour un cœur en deux vers

Chef d’orchestre à lutrins âme église qui médite

 

Lecture du sonnet: 

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Conductor with lecterns soul church that meditates

(Poem written as an Italian Petrarch sonnet in Alexandrin form. See original above or here)

September 6, 2016

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The pain that is erased in series of hiccups

To live like lamp oozing of a languorous past

The Time fracture that tires my loving momentum

Of these forgotten Times I created bouquets

 

The memories misplaced images in latches

Are the memory’s sham in my aching body

From old trails the imprint bears the thirds valorous

In advanced cross weary residents of cafés

 

Resource in me the flame resurrection denied

From sores that are piling a deformed illusion

I would raise the quatrains to newly found places

 

Halves of Alexandrines my scholarly version

The music of cellos for heart in two verses

Conductor with lecterns soul church that meditates

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Stonemilker – Björk

Lionsong – Björk

Unravel – Björk

 

As He leads me Home

As He leads me Home

25 April 2016

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Slippery steep slope

The past a sleek marble wall

For the lost to grope

 

Holding on to threads

Silken, embedded in cracks

No basis for fate

 

The future’s presents

Unseen by the blind of heart

Pennies on their eyes

 

See them walking dead

Their bosoms laden with stones

Of their precious kind

 

Garland of flowers

Withering from stressful times

Each their own cross borne

 

I dwell in the now

My feet open source of surge

Thunderbolt for skies

 

Electricity

Coursing through my seething hands

His message of love

 

Infinity calls

Within my chest the answer

As He leads me Home

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Crisis of Faith – Audiomachine

Path to Freedom – Audiomachine

Home Again – Audiomachine

Scattered breath

Scattered breath

12 February 2016

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Does it speak

Of broken morrows

The stilled mind

Chilling Heart

Polar experiences

Lurking in the dark

 

I gather

Twigs and worn pages

All fire warmth

Chimneys smoke

Fading thoughts that I invoke

A life pressed in blue

 

I blow hard

Rekindling ashes

Under the grey

Red simmers

Volcanic eruptions bleed

What once could have been

 

There is dust

On my fingertips

Raging winds

That mouth quips

Lift but the blinding spent sands

Leaving million more

 

I shake snow

In glass of seconds

White my slate

Empty store

There is nothing in slain grains

No yeast to raise bread

 

Dancing queen

Shimmers with the shake

As I rake

Garden leaves

With lost stories my chest heaves

Untold for undead

 

Scattered breath

Gathers me within

Chest heaving

Soul cleaving

Remnants of threads strewn across

Rosary and cross

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Song to the Moon – Antonín Dvořák

Dvorak – Humoresque

Dvorak – Romance for piano and violin, Op.11

Dvorak – Sinfonia dal Nuovo mondo – Allegro con fuoco

Dvorak: String Quartet No. 12 in F major, “American” – II. Lento

Antonín Dvořák – New World Symphony Op. 95 – Largo

Hidden treasures – Antonín Dvořák – Serenade for strings in E major (1876) – II. Tempo di valse

The Flaming Doves on my face draw Light

The Flaming Doves on my face draw Light

13 November 2015

Flaming doves

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Looking back, rubble and ash faded

Walking in sun the herd more than one force transmission

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Pulsing through the night, destiny’s skies

I guide, we sow the seeds of change in fall’s universe

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Oracle survives change, knows sees dreams

Mother protects visions, my mind frees, the blind alone

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Carry me through burning sun jaded

You made my faith, mother, love forever my mission

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Take away darkness end submission

End suffering, brace me healing light now pervaded

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Time’s pearls, wasted stars, I will atone

Lonely show me, beyond space, might and light I sew seams

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Cross Heart with angels, design reverse

Hear timeline redefine souls come home theory lies

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The Flaming Doves on my face draw Light

Loud I speak: the greater the Dawn, the starker the Night

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