Grinding halt
20 April 2017
Breath of salt
Within the nostrils
Curing ills
Within frame
Leaves patter on window sills
Grinding halt
Reading of the poem:
September Moon – Tony O Connor
Salt
Dance with the fairies
Dance with the fairies
26 March 2017
Voicing trends
The whispers chatter
Mad hatter
Lifts my soul
To the path that never ends
Strapped into console
Flying dish
Honey salt and fish
Relinquish
The skirmish
Within the star every wish
Truth in gibberish
Give up fight
Breaking times even
Widow now
Bereaving
Three to one enhances sight
Anchor me the light
Time respite
Fluttering quicksands
Stilled in skies
By my hands
Gods of lore that make demands
Shower reprimands
Twirling rain
Transforming the pain
Father blows
Mother sows
We walk upon Earth that glows
Harvest in the golds
The warlords
Dance with the fairies
The milk shakes
In dairies
Multiplication of yeast
Where angels would feast
Reading of the poem:
Heartstrings – Yuhki Kuramoto
Refinement – Yuhki Karamoto
Sailing in Silence – Yuhki Karamoto
Filter salt in sea
Filter salt in sea
17 January 2017
Skipping beat
Alice on her feet
Grave matters
She tended
Left brain right brain no brain left
The skull only bones
Did they tune
Right into what’s left
Was the rune
Now just cleft
Skulls then only left bereft
Congenial theft
Would it fit
The brain and the wit
She pranced up
Buttercup
Not again said the Hatter
We’ve done this before
Don’t be sore
Hatter said Alice
Did you miss
Extra tea
I assure you you will see
Keep me company
How childish
She had no real brain
Hatter smiled
Going wild
Was one of delicacies
Perhaps worth the pain
Let it rain
Shower me golden
The mirth lost
On wizened
It was all only water
Filter salt in sea
Reading of the poem:
Fjara – Sólstafir
Lágnætti – Sólstafir
Necrologue – Sólstafir
Of a soul to move with no tear
Of a soul to move with no tear
29-30 October 2016
In between the light and the dark
Where salt melts in the mouth of nuns
That sing to the molding of the suns
Within all creation its spark
The slaughtered trees release their bark
Fall of the mighty the weak stuns
The seeker the Truth never shuns
To wisp of stories listen, hark
Take me to a place that lives tales
Of glorious moments I hear
Of ships’ steadied flight without sails
Of blissful coming to me dear
Of crossing my heart without nails
Of a soul to move with no tear
Reading of the poem:
Rotlaust tre fell – Wardruna
Soffio di sale / Breath of salt / Un souffle de sel
Soffio di sale
(poema scritto in forma Senryu, tradotto in inglese qui ed in francese qui o quasotto per entrambi traduzioni)
27 settembre 2016
Sogni sottili
Fiore di vita cade
Nebbia di occhi
Petto dolente
Richiama giorni neri
Oltre memoria
Tuoi occhi scuri
Fata malinconia
Azzurri non più
Tempo passeggia
Nel ritratto di acque
Umori scuri
Mani sfiorate
Un risciaquo di acque
Soffio di sale
Raggio di sole
Risveglio del tuo viso
In felicità
“Caro/cara, tu mi accendi nel mio core” (Handel’s Faramondo)
Breath of salt
(translation into English of a Poem written in Senryu form in Italian. See original above or here)
September 27, 2016
The dreams thinning down
The flower of life falling
Fog invading eyes
The soreness of chest
Recalling the past black days
Beyond memory
Your darkening eyes
Like fairy melancholy
Now blue no longer
Time is now strolling
In the portrait of waters
The darkening moods
Hands softly touching
A rinsing of the waters
The brief breath of salt
A ray of sunshine
Awakening of your face
Within happiness
Weep you no more, sad fountains (Dowland) Anne Sofie von Otter
Un souffle de sel
(traduction en français d’un poème écrit sous forme Senryu en italien. Lire l’original ci-dessus ou ici)
27 septembre 2016
Les rêves amoindris
La fleur de vie en chute libre
Le brouillard des yeux
Les maux de poitrine
Rappel des jours noirs passés
Outre la mémoire
Tes yeux assombris
Fée mélancolie
Un bleu trépassé
Le temps qui arpente
Le portrait stagnant des eaux
Les humeurs sombres
Les mains effleurées
Le rinçage profond des eaux
Un souffle de sel
Un trait de soleil
Le réveil de ton visage
Empli de bonheur
Lully, Armide: “Les plaisirs ont choisi pour asile…” William Christie et Les Arts Florissants
Blue Green Loss
Blue Green Loss
30 July 2016
Rivers run
To a stilting halt
Taste of salt
Beckoning
To thunders of Ocean near
What I once held dear
Twin suns rise
On new born landscapes
Dark-fed apes
Memory
Of mind sinking purple sea
Jupiter rising
Rolling free
The stones pick up moss
Blue green loss
Scorches peak
For the fallen silent plea
Prayer of the meek
Reading of the poem:
The Gospels – Thomas Feiner
Your touch my soul soothed
Your touch my soul soothed
28 September 2015
The taste of the salt
I can feel it on my lips
Remnants of the Sea
I see now your face
Glorious revelation
Like the love in you
Your thoughts in bosom
Connection mind to mind starts
Synapse expansion
.
The Beauty of You
Past the living flesh and bones
As in you I melt
.
Images you toss
Born from the welding of us
Wordsmith worked so keen
Toss us now unto
Delicious soar of Heart’s fires
Kindling flames of Love
Lost in this embrace
Deep word to word locked
Your touch my soul soothed
.
The Elements raged
The Elements raged
21 September 2015
.
Dark sleep confused me
Between nightmares and sweet dreams
I left sanity
.
Slip of the shaking
Error of human folly
I doubted your face
.
.
The Elements raged
The Earth tilted on axis
As I forsook you
.
Your body double
Hurling itself with fervour
Shattered netherworld
.
.
Piercing through the space
Drinking up oceans’ waters
With our combined thirst
.
I danced in the salt
Left from our ravenous splurge
You showered me rain
.
.
Music now ablaze
Set fire to my mind’s ears
That your heartbeat hear
.
Rising from lost grace
With you in meadows of green
I witness your face
.
.
Gazing with wonder
At the Truth of your features
I gift you my Heart
.
Lost in our embrace
Oblivious of world around
Exchanging letters
.
The Illusion of your Face
The Illusion of your Face
21 September 2015
.
Minds myriads speak
Of an illusory bond
Coincidence struck
.
Replicating cells
Creating netherworld Love
Within my Dreamland
.
.
Impossible Twin
Jaded melancholic voice
Falling in shadows
.
.
I gift to Oceans
With salt of my fading tears
The Illusion of your Face
.
For a love so deep
Only dream world gift could be
My own creation
.
Love was only chance
Love was only chance
17 September 2015
Once upon a time
An ark gathered them by pairs
Two of each soul tribe
Look upon the sets
Playground built itself child’s needs
Love grows but in Heart
Groomed but not by spouse
White brides will turn black widows
Creeping through undead
Shifted from axis
The Great Mother spun astray
Distances melted
Minds transform liquids
Only salt for scorching spared
Greed bred Life’s meltdown
We shall meet fires
With our essence of waters
As they flow fluid
Gushing from pure souls
Salvation came from Heart’s tears
Love was only chance
