Mock Eternity

Mock Eternity

27 August 2017

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Wicker’s flames

In the frozen Thames

Playing games

Hiding names

A hunter missing now aims

At noon lion tames

 

Morrow’s face

In liquefied grace

Keeps up pace

Opens space

Between heart and rib will place

Knowledge of the case

 

Button me

Shirt of thread down see

Endlessly

Pursue sea

In circus of flying flea

Mock Eternity

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Tell Me Why – Sasha Lazard

Lumière – Sasha Lazard

Angeli – The Myth of Red – Sasha Lazard

Overcoming waves

Overcoming waves

25 March 2017

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Photons skid

Shimmering wildly

Flowing through

Paths of new

Bridging synapses like glue

Renewing mind Blue

 

Painted hue

See behind the veils

Concealed face

Calls with grace

Weaving broken wings with lace

Masterpiece solace

 

Hurts erased

Pick the shards de-phased

Thoughts misplaced

Lilies graced

All align as lightning raced

Overcoming waves

 

Reading of the poem: 

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The Light Between Oceans – Rubén Melià

Breaking the rat race

Breaking the rat race

11 March 2017

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Feel the beat

Reach you through the heat

Morrow’s wave

Receding

The pulse retreating to mark

Peak of tidal throb

 

Feel it bob

Nothing left to rob

Within head

Daily bread

The soul remains out of reach

Rules you cannot breach

 

Feel it come

The end of your sum

Over slum

Minds go mum

Uprooted lions now brew

Fires of their crew

 

Heat to face

Winning through the Grace

Three by one

Fate undone

Curvature beyond Disgrace

Breaking the rat race

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Katy Perry – Chained To The Rhythm (Official) ft. Skip Marley

Walk inside the Light

Walk inside the Light

4 August 2016

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Shadows slant

Towards the Rivers

The hands plant

Morrows growth

The candles renew the Oath

Shedding the darkness

 

I bring Sight

Of Timeless Future

Where we walk

Where we talk

More than Jack and the Beanstalk

Pathways to Heavens

 

Flight to day

Within brittle bones

Transforms me

Lake of tears

I gather compound the fears

Daily inaction

 

They speak Morse

Their signals blinding

Nighttime cries

Soul that sighs

Peaks of Darkness as they rise

Contrasting powers

 

They whisper

Walk inside the Light

All is Grace

Show the Face

Steady is the footstep’s pace

We reach the Gardens

 

Reading of the poem: 

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De Lumière et d’Obscurité – Dark Sanctuary

Exaudi Vocem Meam, Part 1 – Dark Sanctuary

Exaudi Vocem Meam, Part 2 – Dark Sanctuary

 

Frontal collision

Frontal collision

19 July 2016

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Black widow

Mourning lost vigil

Of her death

Rancid breath

Hovering in morning chill

As Time sweeps over

 

Illusion

Hammering vision

Retina

Stuck in loop

Stroboscopic impression

Frontal collision

 

We were strands

Twirling through eras

Fear disbands

Reprimands

Scorching lips smothering fate

Melancholy’s slate

 

Burning pyre

My inner realms dire

Desert space

None to face

No judgement but fall from Grace

Upon green-blue fields

 

Stigmata

Mind’s repetition

Your kisses

Heal my wounds

That flay my every layer

Between core and skin

 

Hope runs thin

Time is a slayer

Partition

Melodies

A move away from fences

Disturbed defenses

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Late Goodbye – Poets of the Fall

War – Poets of the Fall

Daze – Poets of the Fall

Heal my wounds – Poets of the Fall

Dreaming wide Awake – Poets of the Fall

Rebirth – Poets of the Fall

The well calls me

The well calls me

24 June 2016

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Your shadow’s light

It beckons to me

Through the waning open walls

Dividing the space

Separating our hands

 

The reprimands

All things lose power

As your urging mind now calls

A token of grace

Recovery of sight

 

Nights unveil you

Iridescent ghost

Your visits transforming me

Daily nighttime host

My flesh your choice pasture

 

The melodies

Do you remember

They sang in our joyous hearts

Then grief seeped through

As you climbed stairs to heaven

 

Buried in soul

The melodies ring

As I thrive in your embrace

Sheltered by your wing

We fly into night skies

 

Upwards downwards

The journeys take turns

Revolving dissolving paths

The maps lost in Time

When innocence drew straits

 

The walls closing

They hold you within

This house of cards that tumble

As the paint peels off

Revealing your essence

 

Spiraling flight

You me and the light

Nothing compares to your face

Shimmering presence

I dive into your spark

 

The well calls me

Like ravens from dreams

I fall into the waters

As the trees grow tall

Around liquid grave’s dark

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Return 2 – Max Richter

Path 5 (Delta) – Max Richter and Grace Davidson

Dream 8 – Max Richter

Exhaling stillness

Exhaling stillness

4 June 2016

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Restless Times

The road knows two sides

Straight ahead

Wall awaits

Pacing left right and center

Footsteps a quagmire

 

Burnt desire

Parchment of memories

Coded red

Bloodied lips

Utter words of safe havens

Peacocks and ravens

 

Middle way

Lost in centuries

When dragons

Founded grace

The knights adopting their pace

Upheld the old code

 

Angels sway

To tunes of morrows

When sorrows

Overcome

The thunders of their low hum

As voices crackle

 

Knitted faith

Protects no longer

Knots untied

Unweaving

Widows and sons bereaving

The lost promises

 

Spear pierces

Its thrust solemn sigh

Exposed flank

Receiving

Like a fluttering dove weeps

Exhaling stillness

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Courtesy Tomasz Alen Copera on grahamfineart.com

Man on Fire – Lisa Gerrard

Sorrow – Lisa Gerrard and Hans Zimmer

The Host of Seraphim – Lisa Gerrard & Dead Can Dance