Twined the sun

Twined the sun

11 September 2017

 

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Multiply

The seasons break forth

Announcing

Gathered gold

The corrosion we behold

Garlands of liquid

 

Off the grid

And as we sail through

Runner’s hue

Lifting Blue

Up above the mountains peaks

Where lonely man speaks

 

Staggering

Giants fall of cliffs

Might undone

Twined the sun

Thundering waters now seal

Mystery of deal

 

Reading of the poem:

Singing of the poem with modified lyrics: 

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Misterio Interlude – B-Tribe

Meals in the quagmire

Meals in the quagmire

28 January 2016

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Merry go

Round and round it twirls

This strange world

Leaves nothing

Unturned rocks withstand all times

Even when they’re hurled

 

Easy come

Yet hard to depart

We lonesome

Reinvent

Weird new ways to be alone

Silence of the Heart

 

We are full

Minds saturated

Dream filled thoughts

Milky ways

The soul wincing as it slays

Demons in dungeons

 

Empty hearts

The love forgotten

Banners high

Reason floats

I build castles without moats

Accessible prey

 

Beast circling

The approach an art

Flanks observed

Poise absurd

Learn survival from the herd

Inner voice pleads shrill

 

Lonely King

Sun in skies sets me

Baleful blue

Hues sallow

Earthen mouthfuls entrenched deep

Within I swallow

 

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Heartaches lumps

Stories lost untold

Dark bitter

Skins goosebumps

Crawling through my systems’ breach

Melodies unfold

 

Morrows Queen

I stitch inward seam

Zipped faces

Mouths uncut

Cinderella in a dream

Eyes in wake stay shut

 

Sweep and sweep

Princess rags to stitch

Carriage meek

Fire for witch

Secrets close to bosoms keep

Endings out of reach

 

Pumpkins sleek

Words mere empty pun

Tell a snitch

Favours meant

All the signals that I sent

Lost in trance late shun

 

Dervish whirls

High up in the skies

Keep the pearls

Pigs snort hard

Pick up on the wayward shard

Beady eyes and grunt

 

Choice so vast

Yet mind so tight set

I wiped brunt

You wiped slate

I translate the old regret

Meals in the quagmire

 

Reading of the poem: 

 

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The love you never knew – Stamatis Spanoudakis

A Winter Night’s Dream – Stamatis Spanoudakis

Prosopa – Stamatis Spanoudakis

The lonely king – Stamatis Spanoudakis

Hidden signs – Stamatis Spanoudakis

Another world – Stamatis Spanoudakis

A Beautiful Lie

A Beautiful Lie

12 December 2015

 

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Sally liked to eat spinach. She liked it so much that she had it cooked in various types of dishes and toured the world in search of new recipes to try out – not really of course but in her head, silly, or she would probably be eating something else than just spinach.

Sally was lonely. How could it be anything else? If her parents had named her Chappy perhaps she would have been happy or if her parents had made her a boy, perhaps her life would be filled with Joy but no, they had made her a girl and named her Sally predestining her to be lonely. Come to think of it, had she been a boy and had they named her Vlad, she might have been sad. Then again she might also have been glad or mad, which she was most certainly boy and Vlad or not.

Now enough of all that emotional nonsense and back to some fitting and filling food like spinach for instance. As I said, Sally liked to eat spinach and you might even say she was obsessed by spinach to the highest degree. If she were a King – or a Queen for that matter, she had again lost her head would have said the hatter, forgetting that she was a girl after all – she would make sure to issue a decree that spinach be eaten by all and that it be served throughout the kingdom for free.

Sally had no kingdom though or at least none that others could see. Her friend the hatter saw it of course but that did not count any more than the crown on her head did because none could see hatter either. So Sally the lonely – hatter excepted – Queen with a kingdom that none could see sat at her table eating spinach. Of the finest sort it was, the spinach – at least hatter and her were both of the same opinion.

  • Two is a company you know hatter she said.
  • Well of course dearest queen and best spinach eater of all my friends
  • Am I your bestest friend hatter?
  • You’re my bestest best friend ever.
  • Do I look like a beautiful queen?
  • You are the fairest queen ever in this kingdom. Cross my heart with a piece of silver if I lie to you; please my Lady. Times are tough

Sally looked up at hatter but it was not he really who had said that nonsense. He was not used to saying such nonsense you know. Anybody who knew him would tell you that. It was a man standing in front of her table his face looking like it could really do with some spinach to put some colour back into the pale of it which spread everywhere except the tip of his nose that was bright red.

  • Would you like some spinach, she volunteered
  • No ma’am
  • But I am sure you will feel much better
  • I am sure you will feel better eatin’ that spinach an’ all yerself ma’am and I’d hate to spoilt it for ya
  • Oh well, I guess you’re right but I don’t have any silver for you, just perhaps a pound or two but tell me what will you do if I give one of them to you?
  • I should buy me some food ma’am
  • That sounds reasonable but I still don’t understand why you don’t just eat it right here and now as this spinach is really a treat

The man with the face shuffled and kept quiet eyeing her purse so Sally took one pound out and gave it to him feeling like Florence Nightingale handing out some life-saving medicine. She held back and smiled a wide smile at him

  • Do I look like a beautiful Queen?
  • The most beautiful queen ever ma’am
  • Am I your best friend now?
  • You’re my best friend ever ma’am

She gave him the pound the large smile still on her lips and as she gazed at him disappearing, she caught a glimpse of herself in the rear-view mirror of a car. A big chunk of spinach was stuck in the middle of her teeth colouring her smile and her hair looked like she had just wrestled with a wildcat. She looked up searching for the clown-faced man and found him entering the pub across the street, an arm raised already ordering his daily dose or so it seemed. So much for honesty she thought. She checked her reflection again and smiled a green smile. It was still a Beautiful Lie.

 

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A Beautiful Lie – 30 seconds to Mars

 

This post is part of the FRIDAY FICTION with RONOVAN WRITES Prompt Challenge #5

Ping back and rules here

The idea is to write a short story using as title the title of a song you like. For me it was A Beautiful Lie

Please feel free to comment. This is my first attempt at short fiction and I have difficulty writing concisely in prose although I have made progress in writing short in poetry thanks to the Japanese forms of tanka, haiku and senryu. I am aware I am still a stretch from actual flash fiction 😀

 

The Flaming Doves on my face draw Light

The Flaming Doves on my face draw Light

13 November 2015

Flaming doves

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Looking back, rubble and ash faded

Walking in sun the herd more than one force transmission

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Pulsing through the night, destiny’s skies

I guide, we sow the seeds of change in fall’s universe

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Oracle survives change, knows sees dreams

Mother protects visions, my mind frees, the blind alone

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Carry me through burning sun jaded

You made my faith, mother, love forever my mission

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Take away darkness end submission

End suffering, brace me healing light now pervaded

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Time’s pearls, wasted stars, I will atone

Lonely show me, beyond space, might and light I sew seams

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Cross Heart with angels, design reverse

Hear timeline redefine souls come home theory lies

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The Flaming Doves on my face draw Light

Loud I speak: the greater the Dawn, the starker the Night

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Les Friction – Louder Than Words

Les Friction – What You Need

Les Friction – Who Will Save You Now (2012)

Les Friction – Here Comes The Reign

Les Friction – World On Fire

Les Friction – String Theory

Les Friction – Come Back to Me

Ocean of Despair

Ocean of Despair

28 October 2015

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You ruptured the wound

It flowed freely gushing blood

Clad in muddy red

 

He watched unmoved, still

While mother hastened lonely

Cleansing though scolding

 

I ran to your side

He silenced my every step

Held you in between

 

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Hands wrung and helpless

Twin a brother could smother

Chastising, scorching

 

Confusion roared high

Blue Alice sank in the hole

As the well grew tall

 

Mother threw me rope

But my spirit cast in stone

Yearned for silent peace

 

I dwelt low a while

Yearning for twin fluttered

Peace soared through my limbs

 

Twin futures gleamed raw

More than heavenly pairing

We are our choices

 

Fools choose with the mind

Arrogance of all knowing

Heart seeing nothing

 

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Token of eternity

Transformed in goodbye

I hoisted new sails

 

Ocean of Despair

Beckoned with the Tides Rising

As I set out slight

 

Ten turning to Twelve

Synchronicities strike Death

For second coming

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May you end all sanity

May you end all sanity

29 August 2015

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Countries evade me

Jottings of ink on paper

I belong to none

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In my mind’s roadmaps

I wish to roam the deserts

Free and sorrowless

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Checkpoints won’t halt me

As I walk naked spirit

In between borders

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Recomposed music

I sing to the lonely winds

At tip of your lips

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Casting away weight

Accumulated shadows

Treasure for the dark

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Will you rejoice now

As I shed all my dried leaves

And find me bare trunk?

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The hiss of water

As it falls from my hilltops

For a spell to cast

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Dumbfounded empty

You may fill your void with eggs

For no birth shattered

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Winding and steep path

Journey through insanity

A hawk’s eyesight shows

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Withering decay

Sprouting roots that hold me not

In thralls I will pray

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Come glorious madness

May you end all sanity

And release my wings

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