All rage now vanquished

All rage now vanquished

23 September 2020

Courtesy flickr.com

 

Seething energy

the fury of elements

breaks into a storm

 

Heavy lightning strikes

Nature no longer passive

shares its violence

 

All furor unleashed

in sync with nature’s madness

heavens turn ink black

 

Churned into frenzy

seascapes heave with creeping waves

overcoming land

 

Waters once stagnant

restore passion of their roots

Marshes spill over

 

Ferocity speaks

intensity at its peak

in quaking mountains

 

The heart follows storms

A pyre for minds alights

magmatic, alive

 

Wistful rain falls fast

upon the brooding landscapes

reluctant soothing

 

Gradual easing

Slow trickle of honey flows

into my bosom

 

The quiet restored

Ire a ghost of the past

All rage now vanquished

 

Reading of the poem:

Michael Kiwanuka – Love and Hate

 

Written in the context of Ronovan writes weekly Haiku Challenge using the words “Slow” and “Fury” or their synonyms. Rules and other poems can be found here: https://ronovanwrites.com/2020/09/21/ronovan-writes-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-324-furyslow/

My chest blazed alight

My chest blazed alight

11 July 2020

Courtesy wallpaperUP

 

I painted the skies

the colour of you and me

It rained like monsoons

 

The twilight stood out

The moon shaded its surface

The night breathed tremors

 

My chest blazed alight

Fireflies hid in spaces

your hand now held high

 

Reading of the poem:

Stevie Wonder – Overjoyed

A silverlining

A silverlining

17 June 2020

Courtesy pinterest

The garden stretched forth

Leaves scattering in its midst

Grass strewed evergreen

Windmills of my mind stirred slow

Recognition of the light

 

Paper planes flew low

Their noses scraping the dust

The rubble moved slight

The mind composed bleak answers

Call of the heart rising through

 

Clouds pearled lily white

Amidst announcement of storm

A silverlining

The heart contrasted with mind

Choices like ribbons flew south

 

Reading of the poem:

The Awakening Of A Woman (Burnout) -The Cinematic Orchestra

You are my bright star

You are my bright star

11 June 2020

Courtesy pinterest.com

 

The descent

In love’s psalmody

Binding heart

Rule of thumb

Thoughts about when we were numb

Hearts bitter and tight

 

Reckoning

Of imprint of soul

Unknown call

Of the tribe

The flutters of heart describe

Effect of the fall

 

Wave of dreams

You are my bright star

Suspended

In the skies

You are reason my heart flies

To polar extremes

 

Reading of the poem:

Miles Davis – Smoke gets in your eyes

Catch me when I fall

Catch me when I fall

25 May 2020

Courtesy Stefan Gesell

 

The ducks are flying

Their sturdy wings an emblem

Of solidity

 

Wisps of airborne white

Traces of a tree shedding

All springtime’s whispers

 

Bosoms opening

Memories of summer hay

Open green meadows

 

Waterhen gliding

The reed caressed by the winds

Heartbeats in the chest

 

Willow tree rising

The bees humming in the sky

Afternoons of May

 

Summertime blue thoughts

Sprouts springing in rising mind

Catch me when I fall

 

Reading of the poem:

Evgeni’s Waltz – Abel Korzeniowski

The Frost Chronicles 6: The secret world of the Marid part 4

The Frost Chronicles 6: The secret world of the Marid part 4

7 May 2020

Courtesy Christian Schloe

 

The Marid seemed to sense her presence shortly after she had sunk into the ground and turned to scrutinize her. They did not seem hostile but neither did they seem friendly nor happy that she was there among them. Some of them were whispering to each other and pointing towards her. Others were looking back and forth at her and at her half-father. They seemed to be making some connection. Her half-father rose from his throne laying the scepter aside and made his way through the half circle to where she was.

 

  • You should not be here, he said in her mind
  • I needed to see you, she answered
  • This is not the right time. I will come to you later or tomorrow
  • I need your help now
  • I am sure this can wait. I sense what you need to ask of me and this can wait. I have an important meeting now.
  • I will go then but I am not sure how to get out of here. It seemed very natural to sink into the ground but now I feel stuck and cannot rise out of here.

 

In a flash she felt herself lifted and the Marid had transported her back into her flat. She had not even felt the resistance of the ground nor did it even seem that time had gone by when she had been lifted into the outside. At the same time the part of her that was high in the skies reintegrated her as if she were a bubble. It made her think of soap bubbles sticking to each other and then forming another larger bubble. Without a further word, the Marid left her and returned to his meeting.

 

Goëtia

Rendering delight

Rendering delight

April 29, 2020

Courtesy Christian Schloe

 

Translation

Of movement in you

Lost in space

I retrace

Your body’s forgotten hue

The ink and the blue

 

When sun sets

I remember you

The sweet touch

Of your face

From a spent reality

In an unseen place

 

In eclipse

I reinvent you

Through the sight

In the night

When your features blurred in light

Rendering delight

 

Reading of the poem:

I’ll be seeing you – Billie Holiday

Of changing seasons

Of changing seasons

28 April 2020

Courtesy Christian Schloe on Artflakes

 

I cling on

Like a wild creature

To the ghosts

Of future

Passing lines of your features

Relayed in outposts

 

Hopes in air

Redesigned by wand

The despair

Searing through

My looking glass as I scan

The road unraveled

 

Walk in pace

With me as I face

The swirling

Fail never

To whisper soft the reasons

Of changing seasons

 

Reading of the poem:

Porteghale Man – Marjan Farsad / مرجان فرساد – پرتقال من

Marjan Farsad – Setareh Soheil / مرجان فرساد – ستاره سهیل

Khooneye Ma – Marjan Farsad خونه ی ما – مرجان فرساد

 

Dance with me

Dance with me

27 April 2020

Courtesy Saatchi art

 

Dance with me

Let the moon sway us

Persuade

Our footsteps

To overlook the darkness

On journey of light

 

Dance with me

Within me stored steps

Rival waltz

Of roses

I know how to strike poses

No foot opposes

 

Dance with me

Lift the darkened clouds

Bring colour

To the grey

Into your arms I will stray

Our embrace to sway

 

Reading of the poem:

Afsaneh – Marjan Farsad / مرجان فرساد – افسانه

Plains of the free lie

Plains of the free lie

26 April 2020

Courtesy Christian Schloe

 

Do you hear

The ocean shaken

It stirs blood

Through the flood

By the waves I awaken

On grounds mistaken

 

Emptiness

Of the chest that heaves

Fallen tree

Crestfallen

Gathering the flailing leaves

The mind soul deceives

 

Look yonder

Plains of the free lie

They rumble

With the cries

The millions’ uneven sigh

Their dreams fly in sky

 

Reading of the poem:

Emel Mathlouthi – Naci en Palestina آمال مثلوثي