Jerusalem’s lost Ark wind

Jerusalem’s lost Ark wind

16 November 2015

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Swollen Polygon

My Heart shaped Geometry

On which side to draw

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Numbers dance hidden

Chance law of art’s memory

Fear outcome curse fades

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Loved ones’ blood flesh tears

Angry steel violence clinch

Evening rain, fragile fall

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Women dancing star

Wash sadness from soldiers’ eyes

Stone faces missing

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Invisible ones

Scream loud, torture unsaid sing

Own freedom bitter

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Dead dance supports graves

Mother dancing wages joy

Foreign laugh anguish

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Humble Pi curve Arc

Kingdoms cover in bell shape

Secluded valleys

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Protect victories

King’s vanity broken works

Lost ancient city

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Build Ocean’s Rainbows

Jerusalem’s lost Ark wind

April’s histories

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Moon ruins footstep

Dried ambition dust prison

Desert life over

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Stop man’s Dominions

Love fall’s million stars

Distant planet’s fog

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Shape of my Heart – Sting

Fragile – Sting

They Dance Alone – Sting

Lost without You – Sting

In trail of Feathers

In trail of Feathers

24 October 2015

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The sun felt hunger

For the skin on my forearms

Its texture and touch

 

I hid in the ice

Cooling me in peace restored

Forgetting the sun

 

Its hunger clamoured

Reaching out to me in ice

Clad in my winter

 

Knowingly I plunged

I had shed clamours of you

Nightingale behind

 

The bird mutated

It grew blue from my traces

My sky-bound agent

 

Shrill it pecked at Heart

Its beak robust though so slight

Spent through ice cracking

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Eyelids fluttering

Awoken from my slumber

Open Eye I kept

 

In between noises

I heard your distant sharp cry

But kept Heart in check

 

I know of a Soul

That drifted in oceans’ stares

Growing stark and bleak

 

Unbroken always

Backward loop kept me alive

Time will not come back

 

Diverging paths watch

Heavens choices can be read

In trail of Feathers

 

I stilled Hearts and Minds

A moment of Peace and Love

Pondering choices

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Wish you were here – Bliss

Pure as snow – Momo

I’m sleeping under the Dead Tree – Films

Breathe – The White Birch

Leaving – The Last Days

Not Broken – Skye

The Time will never come back – The Last Days

A day will soon come (Translation of Il viendra le jour)

A day will soon come

August 30, 2015

(Original french version here – Il viendra le jour )

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A distant call rings

Black echoes from beyond grave

Bring me back your blood

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Served bloody sausage

Of our dead future

Oh what rotten fruit

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Indigested dish

Brings back weary memories

From depths I had slain

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It I had reviled

Tasted it in weightlessness

Stealthily, hidden

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Heavy, disgusting

Sour-bitter of a dead past

An acid reflux

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Vomit your offal

Finally free my stomach

To digest other

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I would tear my skin

If it were to bear your stench

Make it new banner

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I will clamour loud

The withering of my sighs

Satirised in vain

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To live and then die

Of nature to wound myself

That in me slithers

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A life extinguished

I collected the ashes

And made a new shroud

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To die and then live

Did I have to use the if/saw (play on si – scie in the French version i.e. the if or the saw)

To cut everything

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A day will soon come

Where a beautiful bright void

Will cleanse my stomach

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The grass grows greener

The grass grows greener

27-28 April 2015

The grass grows greener

In a little hidden patch

Of sunken garden

Green with moss etched in the night

Twilight thoughts of never more

 

Lilies swarmed the place

Where daffodils once shone bright

In sunny fevers

A chill in the air stilled suns

Bringing morrows of crisp minds

 

Water flooded land

Reeds grew as marshes now crept

Where grass once swayed light

Blowing in photons that flew

Across distant skies came change

 

Flowers crept to shade

Blue, pink, yellow in trenches

Colliding safely

Thoughts rushing in my mind slid

To forefathers’ distant lands

 

Regal blue upright

Plumbago braved summer heat

Extremities crowned

Bejewelled synapses lead

To sights of distant deep blue

 

The grass grows greener

In a growing patch ablaze

With moon’s sunny rays

Blue gold red etched in the light

Dawn shines on forevermore