The Gods are sleeping

The Gods are sleeping

13 September 2018

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The Gods are sleeping

Their infinite arms outstretched

Embracing our frames

 

The Gods are sleeping

Moss and heather cover them

Dark their sheltered caves

 

The Gods are sleeping

Their hair miles of cypresses

Wisps heave in the winds

 

The Gods are sleeping

Their faces emblems of peace

Bodies a firm rock

 

The Gods are sleeping

They dream plans to overcome

The human frailty

 

The Gods are weeping

Their tears a river of pain

Bondage unending

 

Reading of the poem: 

Fragile – Sting & Stevie Wonder

Alone we are not lonesome

Alone we are not lonesome

19 June 2018

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Leaves fall off the tree

Yellow butterflies to ground

Moss heather and stone

Mind’s criss-cross of highs and lows

Tangled webs of slain desires

 

Clouds gathered in skies

Raindrops showering gardens

Pond fish thirst alive

Mind’s preoccupations cloud

Soul reaching out to rainbows

 

Birds’ flight back to nest

Huddled sounds of nestling wings

Pairs to one’s solace

Breath of the divine inside

Alone we are not lonesome

 

Reading of the poem: 

Exaudi Vocem Meam Part I – Dark Sanctuary

Le Rêve de la Nymphe – Dark Sanctuary

Les entrailles de ce Purgatoire – Dark Sanctuary

Ramène-moi au temps de ces soifs d’absolus / Take me back to the time of such absolute thirst

Ramène-moi au temps de ces soifs d’absolus

(traduit en un poème en anglais ci-bas ou ici )

9 juin 2016

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Il est dans mon cœur rouge des ilots bleus tranquilles

Des étendues de terre bravant les océans

Dans un écrin qui bouge naviguent des chairs dociles

Au milieu des bruyères je vis tapie céans

 

Mal cueillie à la gouge fleur de champ qu’on empile

Les bouquets délétères un retour vers néant

Quand combat à la vouge envahissait les villes

Et les têtes bleues si fières roulaient bas en criant

 

Ramène-moi au temps de ces soifs d’absolus

Quand les plaines s’étendaient comme un tapis d’amour

Que je me perde longtemps dans amnésie voulue

 

Quand les chansons scandaient plus que sexe et glamour

Quand l’annonce du printemps était fête dévolue

Quand les cœurs s’entendaient en pureté sans détours

 

Lecture du poème: 

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Take me back to the time of such absolute thirst

(translation of a sonnet written in Alexandrin and Occitan sonnet form in French above or here)

June 9, 2016

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There is in my red heart blue islands that are still

Expanses of land that brave the oceans

In a landscape that moves docile flesh sails

Amid the heather I live lurking hither

 

Roughly plucked with a scythe field flower to be stacked

The suffocating bouquets a return to nothingness

When combat of spears invaded cities

And blue heads so proud rolled down screaming

 

Take me back to the time of such absolute thirst

When the plains stretched like a carpet of love

Let me lose myself in length in desired amnesia

 

When the songs chanted more than sex and glamour

When the nearing of spring was dedicated feast

When the hearts got along in purity and not ploys

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Je te rends ton amour – Mylène Farmer

Point de suture – Mylène Farmer

Pas le temps de vivre – Mylène Farmer

Regaining Unity’s Faith

Regaining Unity’s Faith

26 September 2015

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Lavender blue pearls

Fell from a dark cloudy sky

Where birds still flew free

Blue Heart within me twitching

Seized my soul casting it away

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Luxuriant green

Surged in the landscape around

Heather’s mossy green

She followed me, slight footsteps

Within the shadows of me

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The plains swirled beyond

While the skies danced in mid-air

And the Earth paused not

I looked at her face I loathed

And now found only beauty

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The sun emerged bright

Reintegrating lost space

Within the heavens

Regaining Unity’s Faith

I embraced myself now whole

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A few words on the video:

Please do not view in the chain any symbol of religious faith as I am using it merely as a symbol of the bond between the two selves (outer and inner). I found the video interesting insofar as it communicates the reintegration of the self and therefore the faith in the unity of oneself.

A few words on this poem:

I wrote it after having spoken face-to-face or over the phone with many people who seemed to be going through an identity crisis (or a loathing of themselves, or simply reproaching themselves something in their lives) and even reading about many people who seemed to be experiencing this as far as their blog writings were concerned. I had jotted down a few thoughts but then found a video which totally transformed my Haiku ideas into a series of Tanka which modified totally the imagery.

On a more personal level, this was my mindset several years back but I had never written much about it as I was plunged in the now, in the survival mode, making sure I got through a change in my personal life and dealing with the loss of the custody of my children whose custody I had initially (a twist in the French system wherein they embrace paternal rights more than even the minor children’s right to say no to a change of custody – more poems exist on this matter some of which are under the heading real-life experiences)

I hope that this poem and the accompanying video (if viewed until the end) will provoke some positive thoughts for those experiencing these difficulties.
If you are experiencing hardship and just need some direction or guidance from someone who has had prior experience with this sort of feelings, feel free to write to the email which is indicated in my “about” page. Believe it from someone who has gone through many difficult things in life, truly every hardship can be overcome.