Of a soul to move with no tear

Of a soul to move with no tear

29-30 October 2016

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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: 

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Rotlaust tre fell – Wardruna

Every Time Mother would shed a Tear

Every Time Mother would shed a Tear

17 November 2015

 

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Words carry more than their single might

The sticks will wither, the stones will bring unto them dust

 

Glorious sun in your heat I bask

Amnesia my creed, darkness my Heart now befalls

 

Within the nothingness flowers bloom

I know of airborne roots that connect with the thin air

 

Of flowers and men my knowledge slight

Experience mother of broken conventions thrust

 

Betrayal is more than simple task

Winding through the depth of wretched Hearts misery calls

 

Alice dilating outgrew the room

Hatter rattled kettles, Cheshire cats smiled debonair

 

The moon counted her pennies so bright

Many a jumping cow had crossed bridges in thought’s crust

 

Growing silence, now stillness I ask

Path within me to Netherland child in me recalls

 

Incense burnt fragrant hallways to groom

The fumes built in fogs that covered pathways for the pair

 

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I walk in valley shadowed by Fear

Frothing horses stand by me in my hands their harness

 

Wisdom of millennia in me grew

Clocks of Time winding back false identity withdrew

 

Every Time Mother would shed a Tear

History would reel struck by paces of wilderness

 

In the name of Fathers I once knew

Let the morrows of void be my only tomb that slew

 

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Antaeus – Kyrie

Antaeus – Athéna

Antaeus – Time

 

Authenticity

Authenticity

19 Sepember 2015

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Shielding armours wear

The weight of a million stones

Sinking upon Heart

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Straining muscles tear

The rippling of the ribcage

Prelude to Heart scars

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In all endeavours

Lack of soul bears muddy ends

Swamp rises with greed

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Spell Heart of Dragon

Ask for more than words’ measures

To build a new creed

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Whispering Dungeon

Awaits those who bring deceit

Into House of Light

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Cursing mocking bird

Befalls those who bring conceit

Into House of Dark

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Balance in Houses

Mends between Heart and Mind’s play

Subtle game of cards

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Out of balance sways

Thirsting Heart that rises bright

Taking Dark for Light

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Look into Abyss

And cloak not your inner qualms

Secret Dark creates

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Look into Divine

And shine bright your inner face

Light in Heart you know

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Authenticity

Spelling rarer by the day

Fighting through the night

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Make your life serene

Between the Truth and the Lie

Choose the wiser cut

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A day will soon come (Translation of Il viendra le jour)

A day will soon come

August 30, 2015

(Original french version here – Il viendra le jour )

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A distant call rings

Black echoes from beyond grave

Bring me back your blood

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Served bloody sausage

Of our dead future

Oh what rotten fruit

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Indigested dish

Brings back weary memories

From depths I had slain

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It I had reviled

Tasted it in weightlessness

Stealthily, hidden

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Heavy, disgusting

Sour-bitter of a dead past

An acid reflux

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Vomit your offal

Finally free my stomach

To digest other

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I would tear my skin

If it were to bear your stench

Make it new banner

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I will clamour loud

The withering of my sighs

Satirised in vain

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To live and then die

Of nature to wound myself

That in me slithers

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A life extinguished

I collected the ashes

And made a new shroud

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To die and then live

Did I have to use the if/saw (play on si – scie in the French version i.e. the if or the saw)

To cut everything

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A day will soon come

Where a beautiful bright void

Will cleanse my stomach

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مثل الإشتعال

مثل الاشتعال

٣١ يوليو ٢٠١٥

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دمعة صغيرة

تسقط من السماء

تصل غضون

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يحدث تغيير

في المشهد المجمد

يقرع الجرس

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مثل الاشتعال

فتبدأ العاصفة

من أكبر ظلام

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The blurred lines of me

The blurred lines of me

27 July 2015

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A glorious sun

Wakes to another day’s warmth

As eyes witness light

 

Noon fits my footsteps

With precise specks of shadow

That spell tales of none

 

Afternoon splits me

Crooked body speaks of tear

Between the two realms

 

Night brings its unrest

As shadows cover the Earth

Hooded beings walk

 

A gnawing fear pulls

At the strings of crimson dome

Morrows may not rise

 

It seems time has come

As I watch them slowly fade

The blurred lines of me

 

The moon stills my heart

From the pain of departure

I will set out firm

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