Missing steps
18 February 2020
Wandering
The mind follows bends
Of pathways
Yesterday
A walk in Netherland stride
Reckoning of wild
Wavering
Consciousness between
Allowed hues
Disowned blues
A patchwork of dreams
Uncovering streams
Plundering
In waves comes the greed
From the depths
Missing steps
The soul recovering sheen
Of forgotten spleen
Reading of the poem:
Over The Ocean – I Will Be Silent
I land on my feet
5-6 September 2016
Riddle me
Bullets of the fall
Showering
Innocents
Rows of blue begonias drenched
In carmine water
Ex-spleen me
Meaningless phrases
Connecting
The white dots
On whiteboard chalk erases
The sight of the light
Think of me
As a little cat
The Nine Lives
All Times’ Fleet
Throw me from the highest heights
I land on my feet
Reading of the poem:
Army of Me – Björk
Sereno variabile
22 August 2016
Out of skin
Breath of the Divine
Interstice
Within Time
The making of primal rhyme
Between mind and heart
Words depart
Weary travelers
Flying on
Countless wings
The pieces every one brings
Jig saw in my soul
Eye of coal
Embers of the shine
Throughout me
Ascends spine
The inner realms untouched shrine
All that seeps through sands
No demands
My voiceless hum flows
Like rivers
To the sea
Flowing deltas through shivers
Reaching open banks
Offered flanks
The breast and the spleen
We come clean
From shadows
Like filters traversing rows
All that becomes us
Lost the fuss
Thunderstorms now stilled
Rains distilled
Like weather
“Sereno variabile
Donna mobile”
Reading of the poem:
In the Divide – Azam Ali
Endless Reverie – Azam ali Elysium
Ocean – Azam Ali & Loga Ramin Torkian
All the holy grounds
28 June 2016
Twenty-three birds
Flying into skies
The flight’s journey motionless
Partition of Time
Composition supreme
In a day’s dream
We breathe in waters
The future made of blue hues
Before we take flight
Discovery of light
Transformation
Multiple process
Rolling within our own waves
Segregating touch
Graveyards or bliss the caves
Gleam through my spleen
Memories of green
The blue surrounds every tale
Recollections frail
I don’t remember much
Titillating
Electrified stars
Synapses intermingling
Recreating frames
Remembering our names
My mind so keen
I bleed through the sheen
Of crystal ice that surrounds
All the holy grounds
Upon which we walked free
Reading of the poem:
Prelude – Vangelis
Losing sleep – Vangelis
Cosmos – Vangelis
Regret to rehearse
12 February 2016
The memory
Pregnant with silence
Fluttering
Inside heart
There is a fork where we part
Twining in futures
They speak soft
Of renewed endings
Rising high
Skidding fast
I lurch beyond my own past
Of broken treasures
Unchained hymns
Sing to my bosom
Chances slim
Where I meet
The tidings of our defeat
Suspended in air
The waves roll
Breaking on the shores
Where they flee
Thoughts that breathed
Invented by you and me
A world sprawled hopeful
We kill dreams
Mindless death’s tailors
Sewing firm
Soul will squirm
We merely tighten the seams
Threads pins and scissors
My mind blank
A throbbing beat haunts
Heart that sank
Into spleen
While everyday wiping clean
Memory of the taunts
Careless hands
They shuffle shaking
A loose deck
Where cards curse
Folly of their own making
Regret to rehearse
Reading of the poem:
Clair de lune – Claude Debussy
Sirenes. Claude Debussy
La cathédrale engloutie – Claude Debussy
Spleen s’est absenté dans île aux oiseaux
12 janvier 2016
J’ai en mon cœur bleu un brin d’océan
Une vague de tumultes des oiseaux en cage
Des mémoires occultes qui effacent les pages
Voyez comme il pleut sur mes joues et flancs
Sombre et silencieux mon cœur dans ces rangs
Par l’esprit exulte bois d’autres cépages
Ame se catapulte au gré de l’orage
L’osé le scabreux feutrés vieux élans
J’ai le cœur si vieux des siècles ont passé
La mer s’est teintée des outre tombeaux
Les ans langoureux d’éclats effacés
Des bras éreintés étreignent les maux
Ebats amoureux de désirs lassés
Spleen s’est absenté dans île aux oiseaux
La mémoire et la mer – Léo Ferré
La solitude – Léo Ferré
Les amants tristes – Léo Ferré
Avec le temps – Léo Ferré
Tune short waves the composite and plain
14-15 November 2015
Come pose me life’s fires, rhythm me soul
Square my chords amidst sixteen circles of eight gipsies
.
Let purple music be my sunrays
As fog protects the crops be the snow that covers green
.
In structure of sunflowers’ meadows
Make me within their darkest seeds intermittent light
.
Scorch me, piece me fractal, grow me whole
Stroboscopic blue meets the red when skies kiss poppies
.
Stack me in cabins, save me arrays
Bounty for one and for all let your waves be my spleen
.
Scatter me four points cardinal knows
Blend, rise my Arabic and Indian roots into might
.
.
Tune short waves the composite and plain
Purple, blue, green, red axis twine and twirl to tropics
.
Searching the skies discover pipelines
Where angels crossing Hearts mirror horizons that glow
.
Three walk away by one in the west
Their curves and their sways shoot into one growing mission
.
End fake unions may they not complain
As above angels so below only Love mimics
.
Shine now through me the one that defines
Under skies of the North the only Love that will flow
.
Three walk by one into sparrows’ nest
Sub dues of the mighty, the unholy transmission
.
Bond – Fuego
Bond – Korobushka
Bond – Explosive
Bond – Shine
Getting the Tune right
11 September 2015
Tune into my mind
The dark waves that carry you
Distort frequencies
I will wash your spleen
Into clean iridescence
By Love now transformed
Give me your worries
I will chain them to the Earth
Lo! I break your clasp
Fly free in the skies
Reality is but clay
For you to model
.
The child within you
Is lost in the wilderness
Totems spare you fear
.
Simple is my tongue
Comprehension extended
To grant you solace
Let go of the weight
Love your only Totem lifts
Sets alive your Heart
Find my inner child
Let bonding bring a new growth
Past fears we’ve hidden
.
Feel through the abyss
For your Heart’s music to set
Getting the Tune right
I will feed you fruit
Plucked from heavenly pastures
Of our own bearing
We will taste honey
From bees flying in freedom
Humbling greatest breeds
.
We will colour Life
Now passion beyond reason
To music reposed
.
The fabric of dreams
17 August 2015
.
Did I see you smile?
Your teeth flashed white in my mind
Lighting mind darkened
.
Glimpses of your face
Haunt my every waking hour
As the dream unfolds
.
Nocturnal flight stilled
Longing of soul connection
As we interlocked
.
Brief encounters spoke
Of challenging times for hearts
That had shunned true Love
.
Racing pulse set free
Twin bodies from worldly ties
Back where they came from
.
Soaring in delight
Giddiness of the fusion
Overcame the souls
.
Daybreak cut through spleen
Ripping bond of nighttime’s cares
Joys now forgotten
.
Lost souls retreated
To realms of blue wilderness
Wishing for morrows
.
Purity of hope
Interwoven with light makes
The fabric of dreams
.
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