Simply Love
25 June 2017
Work of Dove
Flutter of the wings
Peace that rings
In heart brings
Tidings of renewed three kings
Minds’ laden treasures
High above
The goal meets the fate
Death of spate
Wills create
From golden ray we instate
Breadth of our measures
Simply Love
Tracing in the wild
Stellar child
Bond redialed
Chosen treaty they reviled
Weak are dark’s pleasures
Reading of the poem:
Simply Love – Stive Morgan
Eternal Love – Stive Morgan
In Space – Stive Morgan
Mind reader
5 April 2017
Cease the fight
Synapse me the light
Diluted
Intruder
Feed me melodies
Keep my mind at ease
Soul appease
Invasive to cease
Lies that crease
Darkness seize
Through the haze confusion squeeze
New Dawn set on freeze
Intrusive
Measures chemistry
Mind reader
The weeder
Like gardener takes feeder
Off the roses thorn
Reading of the poem:
Convergence – Joel Kanning
The weightless measure of things
25 February 2017
The bird that sings loud
Beckoning to the springtime
Beating in my heart
The snowdrop that curls
Around the trace of white snow
Shifting on the road
The bougainvillea
Red branches that bear its frame
Heart of the garden
The Jasmine exhaled
Scent of the renewed morrow
As Musk hid in dusk
Petunias explode
Purple and carmine carpets
Shower in the green
The heart that beats soft
The weightless measure of things
That the robin sings
Reading of the poem:
Mother’s Wingspan – Ben Leinbach
Butterfly effect
3 September 2016
The paving
Of linear bricks
Constrain me
With black wall
Play of shadows mind enthrall
Following rabbits
Old habits
Wear me in measures
Of black white
Turning grey
The heart never counts delay
Though mind sees concrete
Fly higher
Time’s angles dilute
In carving
Absolute
I open wings resolute
Butterfly effect
Reading of the poem:
Black & White – Roedelius/Celletti
Ten to the Power of Six
25 August 2016
Vindictive
The sails of future
Fluttering
In the winds
Take to heights body rescinds
Gravity’s freefall
Predictive
My speech of the Times
Replicates
Pantomimes
They run across my eyesight
Shadows of the Light
Programming
A code in Ether
Winding through
Centuries
In the humming of the bees
To music’s meter
Assertive
A new way to live
Compounding
The lifetimes
Condensed through Eternity
A new way to Sea
Inventive
Methods of measures
Weathered tools
Ancient schools
My backbone sets to the rules
His sun in my skies
Creative
My mind’s elegy
Rolling out
Shooting spout
Ten to the Power of Six
Lay lifeless like sticks
Reading of the poem:
In the Garden of Souls – Azam Ali & Vas
Sevdama – Azam Ali & Vas
Leyli – Azam Ali & Vas
The Love grows within
11 June 2016
People hold
The woes at arms’ length
They confess
Wrongdoings
The priest a pail of water
Washing away sin
Through the din
Of voices spilling
The chilling
Careless minds
Owning up a lost concept
Remorse ne’er teeth grinds
The waters
Wash away matter
The unclaimed
Cast treasures
Of inner content measures
Declining substance
Stretched so thin
The souls a shadow
Of lost hope
Blind justice
The mouth but tool to practise
False words of regret
The victims
The ghosts of the self
The gaze bleak
As they speak
Of accumulated hurt
Until the night falls
Day’s respite
Within the sorrows
Invented
Outer world
Mirrors of inner torment
As dark faces light
Mind creates
From pool of battles
The ripple
Unending
The battlefield heart-rending
We fight but ourselves
Learn balance
The heart speaks clearly
Yet the mind
Clings dearly
Known fields appeasing kingdoms
Though they spell bloodshed
It trickles
Drop after drop flows
Till the end
When hearts mend
The cup a humble chalice
The flow endless stream
The seeker
Walks in white penance
Within dream
Through unseen
The journey a star filled trek
Through the wilderness
Fading steps
In realms of the void
Of reasons
Self devoid
Only knowing acceptance
The why matters not
When hearts rule
The kingdoms flourish
Each bastion
A limb cast
Inner nurturing outer
The Love grows within
Reading of the poem:
This beautiful gif is courtesy Samuel Viani on samuelviani.com
Say I am You – Rumi
The Eternal Ecstasy – Rumi
Look at Love – Rumi
Our traces
20 May 2016
The battle
Against hopelessness
Repeated
Endlessly
Within the soul restlessness
Killer of the dreams
The days fly
Repeated measures
The pace slow
Hesitant
Walking behind lost treasures
Our selves a shadow
We are lost
Cast in wilderness
Our traces
Running roots
Within futures’ past faces
Faded memories
Reading of the poem:
Daydreams – Abel Korzeniowski
A Tale of wincing virtues
5 December 2015
Of broken items
Furniture, relics and dreams
She had a room filled
The bustling places
Livelihood of ghostly gait
Simmering ashes
Mocking birds’ speeches
Tunes of ivory and stone
Cast in slow pavements
Slippery ridges
On banks leading to nowhere
From rivers of ice
Stretches of treasures
Meaningful pebbles of Life
Appealing to none
Cruises for the dead
Box of chatter for leisure
Frigid drooping shores
Songs of soft nothings
Of quiet little measures
Distilling poisons
A hymn to the knaves
The unrelenting few dazed
Strewn astride her past
Book of small paces
Featuring starlets and sods
Blank fading faces
Of quirks of the game
A Tale of wincing virtues
Of falsehood and blame
Boulevard of Broken Dreams – Greenday
I walk Alone – Tarja Tarunen
Come dance this lifetime away
28 November 2015
Put on your blue shoes
Blend into my sorrows step
Let’s dance to the now
A step for glory
Long lost as Time whizzes past
Forgotten footsteps
A step for the blame
Irretrievable measures
Of Humanity
A step for the fame
Sought in meaningless rivers
A dive into shame
A step for morrows
Of Earthen frames’ eagerness
As the bush seeks wild
Lay your tides in mine
I will redesign deltas
Coming back to shores
Conjoining waters
Melodies a rhythm of blues
The dancing guitars
Catharsis moves me
To depths of man’s misery
Broken tides lay still
Purification
A game of flames to dethrone
Measures of our souls
Walk in the meadows
The shepherd grants ne’er sorrows
But the peace in Heart
Sing stories of Love
Universal flags that reap
Fruit of belonging
Lay your Heart in wells
Come dance this lifetime away
Tireless kingdoms
Night Dance – Adam Hurst, Sultry Cello & Spanish Guitar
Sparrow – Adam Hurst, Cello and Piano
The Long Walk – Adam Hurst cello
The Secret – Adam Hurst, cello and piano
The Far meets the Close and the Everything in Between
12 November 2015
.
Heavenly rays unfolded Blue
Hues of every colour in eye did dilate
.
.
Infinity’s dancing paces glowed
Breaking continuum, Myriad of stars sunsets
.
,
Glint of reflection in eyes that seethe
Haggard dances of drunken measures, silent grief
,
.
Surging memories flames that dance anew
Time immemorial hands awash, free, remained black slate
.
.
Night watch, a vigil of time that flowed
Pacing in mind the passing days that the Heart resets
.
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A slow walk, book of sorrows I breathe
My prison within me, breath momentary relief
.
.
Fallen from Tree, cold grounds, withered leaf
Wisdom, the pain of the baby relentless I teethe
.
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Light of Cathedrals my mind besets
Day of Light, the Winter’s fall in my Heart darkness snowed
.
.
Cutlery drawn let’s eat from same plate
Of Moulin Rouge, Toulouse, desires Drew
.
.
Hibernation, by the Red made brief
Memories of snow, of fall, of wilderness, do I sheathe?
.
.
Trinity rises, Trinity sets
Unstable balance, knowing not who steered and who rowed
.
.
The farther the Love, closer the spate
No numbers, only Heart was response, this Heart now knew
.
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For as the mind would will it thirteen
The Far meets the Close and the Everything in Between
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