Come play Hyde and see

Come play Hyde and see

22 April 2016

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Do you sleep

Within waking Times

Unknown bliss

Slithering

Away from your withered hands

The shy bloom destroyed

 

Do you sleep

Between walking ghosts

They speak night

Bleak darkness

On the other side of light

They draw black patterns

 

Do you yawn

Waking up tedium

Tight eyelids

Ignorance

Sewn against the remembrance

For what the soul yearns

 

Do you yawn

Your emblem boredom

As world skids

Out of reach

Reality’s dead fragrance

Reeks morals you preach

 

Do you know

Pulling the carpet

Unsettles

Your kingdom

The smoke loses its high fires

Seeking a new Gray

 

Do you know

You see then forget

Amnesia

Forever

Your mind’s chosen Sisyphus

Come play Hyde and see

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Truman Sleeps – Philip Glass

Gone – Philip Glass

The Hours – Philip Glass

The Kiss – Philip Glass

The Light – Philip Glass

The Illusionist Suite – Philip Glass

 

Come speak to Heart again Eleven

Come speak to Heart again Eleven

11 November 2015

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Come speak to Heart again Eleven

Bursting open the seams we were so careful to Sew

 

Criss cross on Heart, Eleven no More

Breaking the waves of my mind surging into the Blue

 

As Heart had opened then to Seven

Of numbers the farthest and the closest I would Know

 

The whispers unsaid laying on Floor

Unbroken the Heart which sees path ahead every Hue

 

Build me the ladders that I once Knew

Feet glad in tin foil gravitate through the Twelve Stars

 

Listen to stories spawn Seven Years

Endings began for a New Dawn to spin Golden Age

 

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Hark to these Seven, oh how they Flew

Unchained are my Blue soul’s wings, now undone are these Scars

 

Glory uncoiling end of these Fears

Oozing Red leaks through Cold past as she rewrites the Page

 

Faith in Heart was not born for Rummage

Shatter the idols of a Stony Age’s Beliefs

 

One by the Sword Dies, one by Word Lives

Red are the mindless Meadows losing the Green Treasures

 

Shifting into Poles, unheard Damage

Scattered are the Roots like Twenty three corals Red Reefs

 

Twenty thousand Bees then built their Hives

What the Heart knows, Only Love, Only the Heart Measures

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Kingdom of Heaven: The Mystic Dream

Kingdom of Heaven – Knight Hospitaller

Kingdom of Heaven – What is Jerusalem worth?

Celtic Woman – The Voice