As the rooster clucked
1 June 2024
Princes hauled
into golden crown
Lions mauled
at sundown
Statehood a renewed duress
the night shares witness
Kingdoms bear
the weakened bloodstream
thinning hair
revealing
honey struck head repealing
a feverish dream
Rooster hen
glowers in the den
Lions sway
in dismay
Camelia early plucked
as the rooster clucked
Reading of the poem:
Where Spirits Sleep - Eric Heitmann and Amy Wallace
Prince of Peace anew
7 October 2020
Scalding memories Blisters in the soul that wept Abandoned all hope Scorching sunlight dimmed Shadows played with my mind’s eye Dusk fell on the plains A nightingale sang Darkness covered the window Black spiders shriveled A flutter in heart shaking off obscurity Wild thoughts bloomed inward Parched throat renewed odes Charred flowers revived colours The blackness withered A staff split curtains Shades of his heart shimmered through Prince of Peace anew
Reading of the poem:
Prince of Peace Official Lyric Video – Hillsong UNITED
J’élèverais aux dieux un autre piédestal
23 novembre 2015
(English translation of the various meanings here)
Impossibles rêves achevés âcres relents
Des stries sur mon dos auto-flagellation vois !
Du poète consommé on exhume vieux talents
Et la houle et la mer pointent en lui monde sournois
Je vis d’un parfum clair d’elle souvenirs déments
Porte encore pour ouvrir fort en cœur que tu sois
Des cieux d’hier forts en pleurs d’arcs en ciels cléments
Ouvre en moi la promesse de justice d’humaines lois
Si par impossible mon cœur devait y siéger
J’élèverais aux dieux un autre piédestal
Je nierais ce feu que ton pouvoir s’en consume
Orphée et flute de Pan les fées ne savent piéger
Princesse des mers n’est point du prince des airs vassal
Le loup et ma mère hurlent à ta mort gloire posthume
Trobar de Morte – The Lost Dreams
Trobar De Morte – Calling The Rain
Trobar de Morte – The Deadly Embrace Of Love (El mortal abrazo de amor)
Trobar de Morte- The Fairies Wind
Trobar De Morte – La Princesa Dolca De Provenca
Trobar de Morte – Summoning The Gods
Trobar de Morte – Morgana
Don’t cry for me for heavens will now smile
16 August 2015
When you loved me then I became all Love
So I may feel fires in your bosom
I was your moon and your sorrow-filled dove
I was your flower never to blossom
When your heart ached I became all heartache
So I may be one with all of your pangs
And none of this could ever make me quake
Not even the thoughts of death’s sharpened fangs
Divided by such a thin paper wall
Between the nothingness and everything
Absorbing Love lessens shock of the fall
My Love, my light, my prince, nay say my King
As I wither into eternal sigh
My arms heavy cloaked in loss of morrow
Your Love lends me bliss and hopes oh so high!
Of more time, just time that I could borrow
Time still marble would not lend me a while
And as I croak, throat parched by your absence
“Don’t cry for me for heavens will now smile”
Again I choke on your renewed fragrance
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