Stars written

Stars written

5 May 2017

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Disorder

Laid back in order

On border

Recorder

Landscapes that scribe sees broader

The soul much grander

 

Obsessive

All doubt to outlive

Compulsive

Will to live

Overwhelming gift to give

To love and forgive

 

System spate

The chains that we grate

We broke late

You translate

It was She who bosom ate

Clearing up the plate

 

Cloudy dome

Straying within home

Metal chrome

Sound of Ohm

Not all paths will lead to Rome

The mind oft will roam

 

See the light

Rocking cradle right

End of spite

Brittle might

Shadows dark don’t creep the night

Upending the fight

 

Hymn for soul

Music to console

Expunged coal

Closed the hole

Recovering from wormhole

The dot from the whole

 

Meek kitten

The coffin laid in

Hate driven

Stars written

Waking the blue green maiden

The soul ne’er laden

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Music for Your Soul ( Carino)- Chris Spheeris

Not at Home

Not at Home

14 May 2016

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The garden

Withers from the sun

It once breathed

Shining bright

The same rays give life and death

All is in dosage

 

Drop by drop

Even venom cures

Plastic face

Renews grace

Through the effect of poison

Coursing through its lines

 

Drip by drip

The blood exchanges

Old for new

They were few

Now they scurry throughout Earth

Ants in royal hills

 

Pulse by pulse

We measure other

The heartbeat

A keen drum

Of all the feelings the sum

Muffled nothingness

 

Pace by pace

I gain momentum

Consistence

The tedium

Daily inching towards hope

While this Earth I roam

 

Not at home

Lost in wilderness

Green ivy

Enchains me

Into thickest of the fear

As I look for keys

 

Not at home

The padlock still creaks

Though I oil

Its hinges

Stealing myself through thin holes

For a glance at home

 

Soul cringes

Upon the return

The elders

They make way

Brash generations today

Their young mind wavers

 

Not at home

No lessons are learnt

Amnesia

The only tool

I chase my tail like a fool

Humourless plaything

 

Not at home

Invisible dome

Compresses

Suppresses

The eyes in all Cypresses

Giant lookout post

 

Reading of the poem:  cypresses pali-shop com Two Cypresses by Vincent Van Gogh

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