In branches of light

In branches of light
20 November 2021
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Petals multiply
In intervals of breathing
exhaling essence

My heart reaches out
seeking out the knowing mind
hidden in the eye

With careful fingers
I unveil the flower’s core
Myriads of colours

There are silent trees
tall yet minute they resume
growing in my heart

Winding through mazes
they teach me the wise lessons
of imbued stillness

We wait together
for the peace that was revealed
in branches of light

Reading of the poem:
The Valley of Dreams - Stive Morgan
Written in the context of Ronovan writes weekly haiku challenge using the words “wait”, “wise” and their synonyms. For more information on the challenge and other artists’ work, please read here

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Integrating me

Integrating me
31 October 2021

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Shine on bright
shine on me your light
eyes witness
vibrations
they pulse through the throbbing mind
seeping out of lids

The pathways 
they twirl and spin on
through neurons
redesigned
in memory cells rewind
black of my matter

Conquering
the new dominions
the lashes
in flashes
set the ground for dilution
integrating me


Reading of the poem:
Shadows - Giovanni Marradi

Heads covered in fuzz

Heads covered in fuzz
18 September 2021

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The down on her lips
bristled at the sight of them
they coloured street lights

Her peach lips curled up
her face mask of amazement
her blushing cheeks taut

Her muscles strained locked
moving into position
her body knelt down

Every fiber lit
she tore through blooming flowers
fresh grass met her feet

She watched them fearful
her cheeks aflush from the run
her hair in cascades

They reached out to her
features glowing in the dark
heads covered in fuzz

Reading of the poem:


Ed Sheeran - Bad Habits
Written in the context of Ronovan writes weekly haiku challenge using the words “peach”, “fuzz” or their synonyms. More on the rules and other poets’ contribution here 
https://ronovanwrites.com/2021/09/13/ronovan-writes-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-375-peach-and-fuzz/ 

Symbol of demise

Symbol of demise
8 September 2021

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Ire burnt in hearts
while the Scots paved a free road
Return to glory

The lights flashed on her
Like a mural painted white 
she emerged from night

The wizards combined
potions for resurrection
counting dead eyes’ beat

Midnight’s toll rang still
heavy doors creaked sullenly
lanterns hissed their glare

Glint in pupils lost
bedtime struck at eventide
dark everlasting

November skies bled
a flag flying at half mast
symbol of demise

Reading of the poem:
ILLENIUM - Nightlight (Official Music Video)
Written in the context of Ronovan writes weekly haiku challenge using the words “line”, “toe” or their synonyms. More on the rules and other poets’ contribution here  Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 374 LIGHTS and Night. | ronovanwrites

A flag flying high

A flag flying high
23 August 2021

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Only the question
mattered more than the answer
Twined cause and effect

Common inquiry
A probe into grey matter
Symptom of the quest

Pillars of queries
Symbols of the need to know
A trace of lives lived

Myriads of half-truths
Sign of the times etched in blood
Reality blurred

Picking up the clues
Omen of a time gone by
Skies high in bosom

She survived inquests
Her mind a token of light
A flag flying high

Reading of the poem:
Strings of a Bard (acoustic) - Estas Tonne (2021)
Written in the context of Ronovan writes weekly haiku challenge using the words question and sign or their synonyms. More on the rules and other poets’ contribution here https://ronovanwrites.com/2021/08/23/ronovan-writes-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-372-question-and-sign/

The light spilling fast

The light spilling fast
24 March 2021
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Cavernous
shadows sight my eyes
I follow 
dark inside
A dialog between us
overcomes cobwebs

Thought expressed
ringing through my head
the message
sits clumsy
an attempt to understand
meanings of half light

Piercing ray
resounding echo
burning through
retina
the stratosphere now reckons
the light spilling fast

Reading of the poem:
Stive Morgan - Melancholy

To cradle of light

To cradle of light
27 November 2020 
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Mind’s tendrils
nailing the target
course reset
no regret
The hand on my heart measure
of pulsing leisure
  
Within eye
the whispering trees
build gardens 
of morrows
bridges of new intentions
my bosom crosses
  
The journey
a flight within reeds
Ticking clock 
awaits none
Elementary treasures
growing from the shrubs
  
Untangling
sister’s weaving spun
through the heat
that melts all
A riddle for mind to fall
A tale to recall
  
Adventure
the soul has begun
within joints
it anoints
hands drawing cardinal points
spaces the eye seeks
  
The light flows
within my body
It quivers
in rivers
messages it delivers
to cradle of light
  
Messiah Project - Region Of Darkness, Cradle Of Light 
Reading of the poem: 

Music flooded head

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Music flooded head
13 November 2020
  
In the beginning
the rhythm set to basic
primordial human
  
Melodies renewed
Frontal lobe early signal
of evolution
  
Healing sounds soothed soul
Leading out of deep caverns
where darkness fought light
  
It mends in two keys
reconciling opposites
the rift now repaired
  
Prime numbers plotted
a pathway to fixing scores
for blindness to treat
  
First light restored sight
Reviving sounds tickled ear
Music flooded head
  
Reading of the poem: 
Imagine Dragons - Believer 

Written in the context of Ronovan Writes weekly Haiku challenge using the words “first” “heal” and their synonyms. For rules and other contributions, follow this link here https://ronovanwrites.com/2020/11/09/ronovan-writes-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-331-first-heal/

The waters flowed calm

The waters flowed calm

1 October 2020

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The elements raged

Pelting rain tore at my cheeks

The storm’s pace quickened

 

A raven called hoarse

a mild reminder of death

beak lost in twister

 

Rising in the skies

Gusts of wind shook free my frame

I recounted time

 

A single line drawn

across my heaving chest’s throb

The tempest, silenced

 

Soothing thoughts surfaced

As hurricane receded

into oblivion

 

The waters flowed calm

Monsoon surge a memory

Its downpour wasted

 

Reading of the poem:

Amber Mark – Monsoon (Official Video) ft. Mia Mark

 

Written in the context of Ronovan writes weekly Haiku challenge using the words “Calm”, “Storm” and their synonyms. Rules and other contributions available here https://ronovanwrites.com/2020/09/28/ronovan-writes-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-325-calm-storm/

Alternate Realities – Chapter Nine : Housing the Mother

Alternate Realities – Chapter Nine : Housing the Mother

27 September 2020

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It had been a while since the incident of the bushfire and surely enough as Horus had told her, it was eventually subdued by the rain although not without some serious consequences. She thought to herself that they should train the dragons more but perhaps in less arid lands with trees that were less prone to catch and spread wildfire. Horus had been visiting her often and she also realized that she was undergoing a lot of changes. Outwards, she seemed unchanged and serene but inside of her a lot was happening. She had already undergone the third segmentation of her mind and knew from Horus that she was fully ready to house the Mother.

 

He had inspired her during dreamtime a series of dances that were meant to draw the shakti power more deeply into her. When he had first come to her during dreamtime she had asked him why he could not just explain it to her with words so that she could follow them but he told her that the shakti dances were based on vibration and the flow of poses that involved a certain configuration of the body and the hands in symbolic gestures that were meant to harness the cosmic power. These could not be taught in words but had to be experienced visually and there was nothing better than dreamtime communication for that.

 

On the last of the dreamtime episodes, the Mother showed her the shakti dances to follow in full thereby communicating on a vibrational level the full extent of the dances’ power. She had understood from her interactions in dreamtime with Horus that the dances were not to be followed step by step in full but had to flow according to the configuration of her own bodily manifestation as her DNA had to be aligned with the cosmic power in its own special way. She therefore needed to understand the vibrational undertone but adapt this to the coding of her DNA in a way that allowed the realignment to flow so that she could house the Mother without damaging herself. She knew implicitly that this would happen automatically when she interpreted the shakti dances.

 

Several weeks of dancing had gone by and at each dance she could feel herself get more of the consciousness of the Mother stream within her. At the end of the sixth week of dancing, she felt fully the Mother within her. She had not been sure what to expect when the Mother would be fully within her but perhaps she had expected something dramatic and magical to happen. Instead, all she could feel was a mixture of sadness and peace. It was a bit bewildering that she was not able to just change everything with a magic wand. Horus told her that the Mother did not want to break the laws of this world and what she mainly wanted to do was dilute the effect of patriarchy. She was slightly unsettled that it would not be quick but he reassured her that the Mother had already been flowing partly through her and that is why every environment she had been in had evolved into one with less dominance of patriarchy and with better conditions for women in general.

 

Horus told her that it would be a task that could take several years depending upon how open Humanity was to embrace that change but that it would unfold as Mother had already seen it happen. She knew from her own personal experience that indeed there were several occurrences where the balance of power had changed with women being less suppressed even in very male dominated societies where she had lived. She breathed in deeply and vowed to carry on the task Mother wanted to realise through her. When balance was achieved, Mother could once again walk the Earth freely without the undeserving labels bestowed upon her by patriarchy. She had been depicted as Lilith or the whore of Babylon in her earlier manifestations as patriarchy had twisted history to make her seem like a demon to fear rather than a bringer of light and wisdom. History was indeed always rewritten by the victors but soon that was about to change…

 

Vitas – Lucia Di Lammermoor