Surrounding my frame
5 March 2020
Tireless fight
In the starry night
Black and white
Board now set
The flanks unburdened regret
None for heart to fret
Musical
Chairs that dance delight
Heart so light
Takes to flight
In bosom the joy new shared
Shapes of cubes now squared
Pawn for Knight
I enter his game
Remorseless
None to shame
Twilight lifts as he sits tame
Surrounding my frame
Reading of the poem:
Shinnobu – Of His Eyes The Peace
Fleeting memories
17 March 2018
I deconstructed
Shapes of tomorrow blooming
Within lies a doubt
Alternate versions
Technicolour on pitch black
Vivid rendition
Fleeting memories
Restoring the synapse points
Today’s truth revealed
Reading of the poem:
A Thousand times good night – Abel Korzeniowski
Picking up the pieces right
2 October 2016
Illusion of you
Tendrils reaching out tickle
Mind of the fickle
Shimmering carpet
Palpable incandescence
Restoring essence
Jigsaw a flavour
The taste a blend of futures
Daunting promises
Path in needle’s eye
The bosom lost in the sigh
Throat in constriction
Secrets scattering
Master of the ancient ring
Whiff of ocean’s breeze
Blowing with the wind
Picking up the pieces right
Recomposed mind shapes
Reading of the poem:
Dancing with the wind – Omar Akram
Shimmering Star – Omar Akram
Passage into Midnight – Omar Akram
Your shapes’ ambrosia
30 January 2016
Son of none
Father of the Sun
Your Priestess
Wife, Mistress
Mother of the holy cow
Calls upon you now
Flesh and bone
Cover the spirit
Breathe in me
Souls so free
The Ancient Times revisit
My staff now bestow
Breathing low
Close the boiling pit
We are one
The loves glow
Every pilgrim fear to shun
Dive in morrows’ slit
Awaken
The time has now come
We are free
Together
We will sketch our love in sands
Of Eternal Times
Your spirit
Precursor of bond
Glowing star
Flowing robes
Between us the timeless ropes
Passion of lifetimes
Look through me
See the Nile flowing
Off my heart
Through my soul
We will be together whole
Loneliness outcast
Sing with me
Voice of Nightingales
Echoing
Haunting
Remnants of memories swaying
Within our bosoms
Sum of all
Path to the doorways
Lead us now
Out of past
Welded into nothingness
Your glory recall
Hail my flanks
Their valleys truth’s mist
Shower me
Light and Sparks
Call flow of my river’s banks
Molten ecstasy
Tenth wonder
Elevate my creed
The child slain
In dark greed
Wash away his mother’s pain
Spread our children’s seed
Feed my soul
Your shapes’ ambrosia
Liquefy
My edges
Dilate within me bridges
To flowing castles
Twelve nights breathe
Moons and sandalwood
Our union
Morrows’ light
Every being growing sight
Healing our landscapes
Reading of the poem:
Cleopatra seduces Caesar – Jeff Beal (images from The mummy)
Miracles in the palm of my hand
23 November 2015
As seconds’ drifting Time within sand
Seeping through the gaps in the places within my clutch
Shapes shifting through morrows now disband
Invasion now quietened, subdued the old seasoned Dutch
Wars in memories’ echo waged
Intentions thrust upon the space of strife now mental
The boiling point steams creation raged
Recipes for metamorphosis elemental
The sword rests upon dark woodened land
In words the pillar, the power, the firm rock thus such
I lean upon you make no demand
The nearness enhances sweetness you would say as much
Miracles in the palm of my hand
Awaiting the injured for vibrations’ healing touch
Trobar de Morte – Rise and Fall
Trobar de Morte – El Vals de las Hadas de Otoño
Trobar de Morte – Yule : The End of the Darkness
Trobar de Morte – Esperit de Recerca
Trobar de Morte – Excalibur
Trobar de Morte – Aqualuna
Trobar de Morte – In Nomine Filius Mortis
Ecstatic togetherness
25 September 2015
.
I woke up from dreams
Found your arm around my frame
In peaceful slumber
.
Throbbing at your neck
Nestled in nook of shoulder
Your face glowed in dark
.
.
Disengaging me
I turned for another dream
History to make
.
.
Your hand on my waist
Tightening and drawing me
Closer shapes to you
.
Gone with the dream state
Only you and I enthralled
Ecstatic togetherness
.
Renew my essence
28 August 2015
.
The days leaked by slow
Decomposition of me
Like clocks that wind down
.
Insanity froze
In recognition of throes
That distilled heart’s blood
.
Time came to standstill
I, serene and unperturbed
Whipped up all hell’s fires
.
In between spaces
That misspelt meanings of me
My words lay out bold
.
I touched not the hours
Seeping through my fleeting hands
That no land could rake
.
Wisps of flesh stood stark
Between the more and the core
Labyrinth of shapes
.
Thoughts of all came loose
As mind floated on river
That in my heart flows
.
This burden was mine
A closed backpack to open
Treasures not to keep
.
Dissolve the stories
Written with blue veins’ bold ink
That had soaked me down
.
Renew my essence
Carve out the undetermined
Let it now be freed
.
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