In swirling Oceans
6 April 2017
Heart dilates
Into other plates
Pulse translates
Replicates
What star-born cell correlates
Sliding downward slates
The brush stroke
From the mind invoke
Colours spoke
Of egg yoke
Of the lost eye before poke
Dissolved it in smoke
Mind now harks
Remnants of the call
Song of larks
Catches me
Lifting me before I fall
In swirling Oceans
Reading of the poem:
The Seven Oceans of our mind – Kaipa
A Sky full of painters – Kaipa
Unique when we fall – Kaipa
Undulating frames
14 November 2016
Lion’s Den
Land of the Dragon
Griffin wakes
In my mind
His tales my seconds rewind
The first wave pulsing
Chicken hen
The countdown pursues
Grown numbers
Burnt timbers
Fire raging match to torch
Sweeping through bosom
One to Ten
Waves overtaking
Smooth quiver
Cold shiver
Our bodies traces river
The sheets like spent tides
Taking sides
Obliqueness a must
Swords to rust
In waters
Of bodies liquid oceans
Dilution the fate
Mellow thrust
Remnants of the shore
Where the land
Calls for more
Liquids creating quicksand
Feverish demand
Dripping sweet
My fingers honey
Queen of bees
Mind to tease
Extrusion to intrusion
Undulating frames
Reading of the poem:
Seduction – David Arkenstone
Co-create
24 October 2016
Illusion
A floating of worlds
In my mind
World without
Percentages of choices
The outcome unkind
Build with me
With more than mortar
Less than stone
Future hone
We celebrate the Divine
In woodlands the vine
Of the growth
We have heard of tales
Flying whales
In Oceans
Floating into the blue skies
Where the strong willed lies
Morrows suns
Warm the purple creed
Blended code
Love abode
They fused the Red and the Blue
We confused each clue
Intentions
A lost path of Pi
Cut the wire
Flamed the fire
Moved around in circle dire
Consequences Grey
Monsters slay
The bright pave the way
Replicate
Co-create
Image of beauty translate
Way of Heart dilate
Reading of the poem:
Arrival of the Birds – The Cinematic Orchestra (The Theory of Everything)
Les intentions palustres posent un tréteau si las
(Poème écrit sous forme de sonnet Italien, Petrarch, en Alexandrin traduit en anglais ci-bas ou ici)
6-7 octobre 2016
L’entends-tu qui virevolte le temps de nos amours
La danse des cerises moites en tiédeur des étés
Les reflets qui miroitent dans tes yeux hébétés
Le silence de révolte points de croix en ajours
Le dédain qu’on récolte au royaume des atours
Où les yeux ne convoitent qu’apparence apprêtée
Champ de vision étroite fleur de chair appétée
Médisance désinvolte le déclin des toujours
Me verras-tu venir en un temps composé
Des océans illustres de blancheur des lilas
Verra-t-on avenir à nos pieds déposé
Les amarrages lacustres pour enseigne qui lit là
Clair de lune revenir dans un corps reposé
Les intentions palustres posent un tréteau si las
Lecture du poème:
Cyclo – Zazie
The marshland intentions lay a tired trestle
(translation of an Italian sonnet written in Alexandrin form in French. See original above or here)
6-7 October 2016
Do you hear it twirling the old time of our love
Dance of sweaty cherries in the lukewarm summers
Reflections that sparkle in your eyes that were dazed
The revolt of silence cross points in openings
The disdain we harvest in kingdom of attires
Where the eyes but covet appearance that is primed
Narrow field of vision desired flower of flesh
The casual slander declining forever
Will you see me arrive within a composed time
Of illustrious oceans of whiteness of lilacs
Will there be a future at our feet to settle
The moorings of the lake for a sign that reads here
The return of moonlight in a rested body
The marshland intentions lay a tired trestle
Reading of the poem:
Don’t Leave Home – Dido
Fleshy Trinity
2 October 2016
Choice in move
Synchronicity
Vivid stance
Universe
Leading player to the dance
Unicorns follow
We find groove
In bloom of the wild
Inner child
Replicates
Movements of unwritten slates
Between the three worlds
None to prove
Within shows without
The shoulders
Squared and stout
Witness what life is about
Wild horse to harness
Within us
Colours of the mind
Engorged boat
Willful float
Within trickles of sunshine
The rain to caress
Forget fuss
A twirl to remind
Of playgrounds
Blue garlands
When the oceans overcome
Deltas store Islands
Renewed thus
Remnants of the free
Moving tops
Twirling points
They move unmoved scattered joints
Fleshy Trinity
Reading of the poem:
Dancing with The Muse- Chris Spheeris
Dancing with The Muse – Chris Spheeris
Dancing with The Muse – Chris Spheeris
Masters ending in my release
22 September 2016
The golden dragons multiplied
Within the monsoons of the wild
The Gods of dark that we reviled
Shed weight of cloaks in which they lied
The secrets you and me confide
They grow like the stream meek and mild
Within the bosom of the child
Through rivers oceans amplified
I bore within me mysteries
Raked leafy lives revealing none
Blowing in winds through centuries
Call of soul echoing through breeze
Tribe of one outer world would shun
Masters ending in my release
Reading of the poem:
The Messenger – Anilah
Blood pearls drip
30 July 2016
Polluted
Minds reek of the fear
Hearts stay clear
On the fence
Truth is the line of defense
Against night crawlers
The faith wanes
When the stones shatter
Window panes
My remains
Pick up the pieces of me
Oceanic grave
Lines tighten
The net scourging sea
Blood pearls drip
Against skin
Swallow the hurt now within
Red ink diluted
Reading of the poem:
The Rainbow – Thomas Feiner
Withered Time
22 July 2016
Hushed signals
Calling in morse code
Eyes stutter
Melodies
The bark falling off the trees
The cuts spill lather
Clouds gather
Raging thunderbolts
Pointing claws
Clenching jaws
The war is in the dark place
Between Time and Space
Bubbles lift
To lands of seizure
Electric
Eclectic
People of undercurrent
Tastes of the oceans
Kicking shins
Involuntary
Mistakes made
In maps read
The undead rebooting dead
Unearthed Hastiness
Three times three
Violins that cry
Twice the light
Covered sight
Vigil kept in the painting
Of the Queen mother
Nursey rhyme
Reinventing fields
Withered Time
Pantomime
Waking through desert landscapes
Planet of the Apes
Reading of the poem:
Signals – Dreamstate Logic & Protocat
Ad Astra (To the Stars) – Dreamstate Logic
Unknown Future – Dreamstate Logic
Ramène-moi au temps de ces soifs d’absolus
(traduit en un poème en anglais ci-bas ou ici )
9 juin 2016
Il est dans mon cœur rouge des ilots bleus tranquilles
Des étendues de terre bravant les océans
Dans un écrin qui bouge naviguent des chairs dociles
Au milieu des bruyères je vis tapie céans
Mal cueillie à la gouge fleur de champ qu’on empile
Les bouquets délétères un retour vers néant
Quand combat à la vouge envahissait les villes
Et les têtes bleues si fières roulaient bas en criant
Ramène-moi au temps de ces soifs d’absolus
Quand les plaines s’étendaient comme un tapis d’amour
Que je me perde longtemps dans amnésie voulue
Quand les chansons scandaient plus que sexe et glamour
Quand l’annonce du printemps était fête dévolue
Quand les cœurs s’entendaient en pureté sans détours
Lecture du poème:
Take me back to the time of such absolute thirst
(translation of a sonnet written in Alexandrin and Occitan sonnet form in French above or here)
June 9, 2016
There is in my red heart blue islands that are still
Expanses of land that brave the oceans
In a landscape that moves docile flesh sails
Amid the heather I live lurking hither
Roughly plucked with a scythe field flower to be stacked
The suffocating bouquets a return to nothingness
When combat of spears invaded cities
And blue heads so proud rolled down screaming
Take me back to the time of such absolute thirst
When the plains stretched like a carpet of love
Let me lose myself in length in desired amnesia
When the songs chanted more than sex and glamour
When the nearing of spring was dedicated feast
When the hearts got along in purity and not ploys
Reading of the poem:
Je te rends ton amour – Mylène Farmer
Point de suture – Mylène Farmer
Pas le temps de vivre – Mylène Farmer
Solitary Dream
28 March 2016
She roams Earth
In illusion’s frame
Her pace slow
Her Heart still
Her staff semblance of Oceans
Waters toil uphill
From afar
He divides waters
Promised lands
Splitting sands
Temples of the past resurge
From deepest callings
More says less
Concern with banal
Convention
Mere boredom
A whipping cane for the sane
Tripping on folly
Like cancer
Silent ills resume
Throbbing growth
Pervasion
Body’s short persuasion
Dying in white noise
Connection
Metastasis cure
Journey’s end
Stepping point
Like Siamese from head joint
Ad-libbing the words
Anchor me
The waters rise high
My ship sways
With the storms
I have lived beyond the norms
Of daily winters
I see gleam
Solitary Dream
It shines through
Lost lighthouse
Promises of forgiveness
New found tenderness
Reading of the poem:
Dream – Peruquois
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