Heavens scent redeem

Heavens scent redeem

3 February 2017

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Gaia Wild

Love Wilderness Child

Let it Rain

Brave the Pain

As the Source of Dark Rises

Listen to Isis

 

Flashes find

The flesh burnt rewind

Forget Death

Catch the Breath

Heal within Soul from Gashes

When burnt to Ashes

 

Filter Voice

In Salt’s choice rejoice

Dance to Tune

Salt the Rune

Unearthing Ocean in Moon

From nothing festoon

 

Lost to Dusk

From Time’s goring Tusk

Tree from Rusk

Cloud in Musk

No Ash for child to smother

Dance with the Father

 

Child pristine

An innocence keen

Memory Sheen

Unseen Seen

Foster in you spring so clean

A rebirth to glean

 

Spring Jasmine

Dance to Music Stream

Hurt to Love

Peace to Dove

Dancing within Isis Dream

Heavens Scent redeem

 

Reading of the poem: 

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White Angel – Stive Morgan

Magic World of Illusion – Stive Morgan

Ring of Spring – Stive Morgan

 

Préserve mon Aquitaine des complots qu’ils ourdissent / Preserve my Aquitaine from the plots they prepare

Préserve mon Aquitaine des complots qu’ils ourdissent

(Poème écrit sous forme de sonnet occitan en vers Alexandrin. Traduit en sonnet anglais ci-dessous ou ici)

22 décembre 2016

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Retrouve dans les tanières le vieux lion affaibli

Sans passé sans demain source tarie exposer

Reléguer les rivières aux bons soins de l’oubli

Les clés du lendemain dans âme entreposer

 

Vois-le reprendre matière de substance anobli

Ambre et myrrhe sur jasmin un tapis déposer

Elaguer les clairières bois de teinte rétabli

Se frayer un chemin dans nos cœurs reposer

 

Dessine-moi un agneau vaquant libre en demeure

Cloître froideur de domaine où les bons cœurs pourrissent

Remets-moi mon anneau d’avant que je ne meure

 

Les loups recouvrent la plaine de nos corps se nourrissent

Ravive-moi le flambeau tendu à la vaine heure

Préserve mon Aquitaine des complots qu’ils ourdissent

 

Lecture du poème: 

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Ma Liberté – Serge Reggiani

Les Loups sont entrés dans Paris – Serge Reggiani

Le Temps qui reste – Serge Reggiani

 

Preserve my Aquitaine from the plots they prepare

(Translation into a sonnet in English from a French occitan sonnet written in Alexandrin. See original above or here)

22 December 2016

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Find hidden in the dens the old lion weakened

With no past no morrow dried shrunken source expose

Relegating rivers to care of oblivion

The keys of tomorrow within the soul dispose

 

See him resume matter of substance ennobled

Amber and myrrh on jasmine a carpet depose

Prune the trees in clearings wood in hue established

Plowing hard a pathway into our hearts repose

 

Draw me a little lamb running free in the shed

Cloister cold of domain where good hearts are rotting

Relinquish to me ring from before I was dead

 

The wolves cover the plain make our bodies repair

Revive in me the torch stretched to vain time ticking

Preserve my Aquitaine from the plots they prepare

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Comfortably Numb – Roger Waters

Watching TV – Roger Waters

Perfect Sense I & II – Roger Waters

Three Wishes – Roger Waters

The Tide is Turning – Roger Waters

Amused to Death – Roger Waters

My Master my Slave

My Master my Slave

9 December 2016

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Crossing gates

Of purgatory

The lives held

In barbed wire

The breath through which we expire

Kindling a new fire

 

Sustenance

More than mere penance

My backbone

Marble stone

Holding through stormy weathers

Loss of my feathers

 

We carve path

In cloud-rimmed blue skies

Where dark creed

Count the spies

They gather around the lies

Their fear unending

 

Surrendering

The only option

Giving in

Cloaked and thin

The source errors wanton glitch

Correctional twitch

 

Leitmotiv

Elevator pitch

I quote Heart

Sing bloodlines

Of all from which we are rich

Before sunset switch

 

He calls me

My Master my Slave

As we pave

A New World

Building with all that was hurled

The oncoming Wave

 

Reading of the poem: 

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The Inferno – Emma Shapplin

The Lovers – Emma Shapplin

Nothing Wrong – Emma Shapplin

 

In Love Eternal

In Love Eternal

23-24 July 2016

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Whispering bees fly

Towards scent of lotus leaves

Shimmering on lakes

 

Rays of light divide

Segments of dancing bodies

Enticing triads

 

Burning timbers wave

To rows of houses seeded

With flaming essence

 

Our eyes meet in shades

Of rainbows light aftermath

On grey arenas

 

The bat replicates

Drunken flight of bumblebee

With lost antennas

 

The winds pick up speed

Velocity density

Proportionate range

 

In Time expansion

Dilating with no presence

Enters realm of Light

 

Shadows diluted

Resonate to hum of Source

In Love Eternal

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Wings of Gabriel – Arcana

Serpents Dance – Arcana

Seductive Flame – Arcana

Abrakt – Arcana

God of the Winds – Arcana

Lost in Time – Arcana

Love Eternal – Arcana

Return to the Source

Return to the Source

25 June 2016

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I picked daisies

From fields of wild bloom

Setting course on springtime’s kiss

Seasons gone amiss

Weather man’s honey moon

 

Perhaps too soon

Autumn leaves flocked tight

Whirling around summer days

Wayward are the ways

Of seasons of half light

 

Winter spelt ice

In caverns of glass

Winding weaving underpass

Crossing through mountains

Built on the desert sands

 

Leaves joining hands

Pining for the rake

Obedient the waning piles

Counting on the rain

Renewal in the moss

 

Midsummer mind

In between seasons

Looking back at spring’s folly

Under feet quicksand

Looking forth take a toss

 

Check the boxes

Sit back set the course

Stormy weather is the key

Return to the Source

All set for the journey

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Shores of your Lies – Leah

Between Two Worlds – Leah

We will go Home – Leah

Unwinding all Time

Unwinding all Time

14 June 2016

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The wind blows

On sands of the mind

Stripping bare

Ideas

Like wrecked car that truck tows

A recovery

 

Winding path

It leads to the source

Of all thought

Inner frame

Coil to all what we forgot

The discovery

 

Do you hear

The voices beckon

Other side

Welcomes air

As the wind hollows the wall

In between phases

 

In dreamtime

We travel places

Where we see

All that is

Today in tomorrow’s past

The events that last

 

Beyond Light

There is a darkness

That unfolds

Million leaves

The space tapestry it weaves

Fractal threads twirling

 

Splitting space

The guiding ridges

They join weave

The cuttings

Loosened ends that minds deceive

On isolation

 

In the Heart

Shudder throbbing walls

Inner blue

Outer red

In between a thin parchment

Of opposed syntax

 

The truth lies

In the middle way

Where souls twirl

To fading moon

Where the sage and the fool swoon

In ecstatic trance

 

Whirl with me

Through the bleak sandstorms

We will reach

Beyond norms

Where everything is nothing

Unwinding all Time

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Gafsa – Natacha Atlas

Maktub (etheric messages) – Natacha Atlas

C’est la vie – Jean-Michel Jarre feat. Natacha Atlas

 

Tomorrow’s pathways

Tomorrow’s pathways

20 April 2016

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Everywhere doors shut

This castle wind whisperer

Blowing in the skies

 

The crows caw loudly

There is nothing in this world

Move on, hope is lost

 

We will build morrows

On molten land of lava

Where red beings dwell

 

The nightingales cry

There is everything within

Undoubted the source

 

I spin in valleys

The feet a circle of love

Hands extended forth

 

Inside the circles

There are bubbles of blank air

They blow new windows

 

Tomorrow’s pathways

They are etched within the faith

Where blue meets the red

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Going Home – Asgeir Anderson

In the Silence – Asgeir Anderson

Higher – Asgeir Anderson