In my dreams
1 January 2018
Changing sides
Black pawns in castle
Game hustle
Eyes sizzle
Stakes making my neck bristle
Hand on back that glides
Partner hides
Aces in the pack
Bring me back
Nerves that rack
Quest for needle in haystack
Lost with thread that slides
Careless rides
To edge of morrows
Puppet screams
In my dreams
Waking to my eyeborn streams
Wail in heart subsides
Reading of the poem:
Sevdaliza – Bluecid
I See You Baby
2 February 2017
Ma’s cradle
Always in the shade
No needle
Neither blade
Only mama’s white Sunshade
Baby everglade
Baby’s lost
Running in graveyard
Mistaken
Green backyard
Hearts and guts are beating low
Lost in dusty flow
Inky glow
Uncovering deep
Maidens sleep
Do they weep
All you see is frightening teeth
Perhaps none beneath
Ma’s paddle
Tells you what to trade
The weasel
Says the grade
All love by which you’ll abade
Losing the parade
The soul’s cost
Trimming in billard
Forsaken
Green orchard
Stunts and brunts are beating brow
Death is costly blow
Pinch me slow
Awakening sleep
Husbands creep
From wells steep
Now they see the edge of heath
My life now bequeath
He crawled out
In tatters from thorns
His head bled
Bloody red
Mama Dove shows blue in me
I See You Baby
Reading of the poem:
City – Jain
Say my name – Jain
Makeba – Jain
Bad Day – Jain
You can Blame Me – Jain
All My Days – Jain
Egregious
29 July 2016
Night-bred haunt
Lurking in passage
To nowhere
The ship sails
Passengers in vests no tails
Shortened evenings
The bell rings
Reminder of call
To children
Huddled small
Inside my bosom’s stairs flight
Beseeching the light
Pass through me
I am needle’s eye
Pulsating
With keen sight
All without now stark blindness
Only morrows’ fight
Villainy
An art of living
The words dark
The craft deaf
Resonance but lonely theft
Forming the letters
Breath fetters
When guided by voice
Sunken deep
Into heap
Of sporadic movements sly
Catcher of the rye
Taste heavy
Laden with the guilt
Egregious
Waverings
To hate people but love things
Dissolute matter
Reading of the poem:
Yonderhead – Thomas Feiner
All that Numbs You – Thomas Feiner
Dinah and the Beautiful Blue – Thomas Feiner and Anywhen
Touched untouched
22 May 2016
Strange feeling
Floating in limbo
Connected
Caring strong
For the tribes where we belong
Intricate crisscross
Sense of loss
The bosom a rock
Twining strength
With frailty
To have and never to keep
Fluttering yet deep
Maidens weep
While the knights battle
Humans then
Or cattle
The answer is suspended
In between the breaths
Quest ended
Beginning in end
Unending
Curtain falls
Encore says the crowd cheering
For a new replay
Lost in hay
The needle of hope
The three Norns
Threading bare
Precision of unkempt hair
Fate chance encounter
Sensations
Fluctuating point
Limbs collate
At the joint
Emotions bubbles in air
Love fear joy despair
Multiple
The forces at work
Patchwork feel
Divine quirk
The chore handed down with smirk
Opposing contracts
Cast me net
The fish are lively
Their gills shine
Mirth divine
Repopulate holy shrine
Phosphorescent nests
Conflicting
Energies shift fast
Faith steadfast
Touched untouched
All is in blink of the eye
Peace profound balance
Reading of the poem:
A thousand times good night – Abel Korzeniowski
Song of Time – Abel Korzeniowski
Terra – Abel Korzeniowski
Inside hours
3 May 2016
Pied piper
Inviting the crowds
Twin futures
Standing out
The searing darkness they flout
Starkest point of night
Beckoning
He braces our souls
Guiding throngs
Through crossroads
Sunlit paths to the morrows
Bordering sorrows
Brave New World
Flickering in void
Oncoming
Tilting point
A passage through needle hole
Compressed distances
Reinstate
Old definitions
They break word
With new light
Regaining the inner sight
Through transformation
Consummate
Heart’s devices play
Muted tunes
Answering
The call comes from within soul
Where being is whole
Inside hours
There lie hidden realms
They unfold
To the wise
They who see with more than eyes
Only the heart sees
Reading of the poem:
Storm coming up – John Williams
A new Galaxy – John Williams
Wonderland Discovery – John Williams
Where I watch you rest
9 February 2016
Spinning wheels
Take me to rivers
Where love floats
Like blue thread
Searching for the needles’ eye
Lost in haystack spread
Sad banquet
Tasteless piece of straw
Her fingers
Like a claw
Reaching through amorphous frame
Death lays on me claim
Loosened sighs
A tight demeanour
Letting go
Of wits’ loss
Pale blossoms fading in light
As the end now nears
Peacekeeper
In between spaces
Of Angels
And corpses
Red with the beat of high fires
Consumption my seed
They feed greed
The undead that roam
Crawling Earth
With tired hearts
Unseeing eyes filled with dark
Their souls lost embers
Wooden cup
Holds blood of the son
They chase it
Their minds ache
Purpose leaves them in the wake
Morsel remembers
Consciousness
Play of light and dark
Unwritten
Rules play me
In he, mean he, mine he no!
Bring no corpse by tow
I travel
Light my burden’s weight
A compass
Golden age
An era running in Time
Friends like hair thinning
Keep the faith
Spirit words voiceless
A clean slate
Is the fate
Of those who walk in waking
Their hearts long dilate
Heartbeats throb
Through the ripping cage
Renewal
Of eyesight
I am centered in the chest
Where I watch you rest
Reading of the poem:
Waiting in vain – Susheela Raman
What silence said – Susheela Raman
Oh my Love – Susheela Raman
Experimental
16 September 2015
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Black shadows ran ink
Through the backdrop of my soul
Designed grey matter
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Light and Dark blended
As joy and sadness fray not
For lives separate
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Alice lost child’s dreams
As she threaded the needle
Through the looking glass
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The hatter laughed high
Raising pitch black yet a notch
Rabbits’ clocks to smudge
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Thoughts swirl on ceiling
Sink in dark bottomless pits
From all extremes two
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Mermaid walked on legs
Stolen from the living dead
Excruciating!
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Bring me a lost light
Beyond ego turned to foam
As sun light hollered
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Experimental
The layers of mystery
Survive lab testing
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