Tremors in my head

Tremors in my head

13 October 2017

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Eons fleeing

Sense of bosoms fair

Multiplied

They divide

Opposite mathematics

Skewed analysis

 

Cryptic talk

Language compounded

Parables

Teachers’ walk

The island built on a rock

Between air and sky

 

Compose me

Miracles undead

My copies

Unending

Gushing out of scores of me

Tremors in my head

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Metamorphosis – Stive Morgan

Random walk

Random walk

25 March 2017

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Single tone

The ring of your voice

In my head

Like undead

Flowers gardeners behead

Regain new stem life

 

Undone strife

Unsheathed once the knife

Safely tucked

As they clucked

Disapproval a constant

Dissonant assent

 

Once buried

Hare and mice scurried

To the fence

For tuppence

The show a manner of calls

That dead man recalls

 

Sing the night

Through the larky day

They saw hay

We saw green

The hue somewhere in between

Our truths and their lies

 

The baby cries

When the milk turns sour

Jaded hour

Wane power

Cities where eyes look lower

Thank meekest sunsets

 

Waste regrets

On the living mouths

Double talk

Random walk

On brink of togetherness

Living in caress

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Take me somewhere nice – Mogwai

Splinters of the Heart

Splinters of the Heart

7 December 2016

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We gather

Sceneries in woods

Of the mind

That remind

Of days gone by walking through

The thick and the thin

 

Like gardens

Hanging on the edge

Of a cliff

Amidst riff

Panoramic views submerge

Growing of the urge

 

Oblivion

An eight letter word

Becomes herd

That refrain

From the expression of pain

Their bodies corpses

 

The dark crawl

Dead embers ashes

Light flashes

Not within

Their lack of feelings akin

To breath of undead

 

Sorrowed lead

Plastered smiles in white

The empaths

Faith in light

Keeping Hope through Times that smite

Words that decompose

 

Recompose

Splinters of the Heart

There are ways

Etched in Soul

Knowledge of how you are whole

Beyond the fences

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Just for You – Giovanni Marradi

Surreptitious

Surreptitious

12 July 2016

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It is done

The numb look away

The good cry

The bad smile

The music goes on a while

Before curtains fall

 

Bleak recall

Bis repetita

Non placent

Moving on

The art of dramaturgy

Through comedy’s peaks

 

Twined effort

Compounding inches

Of the flesh

Quarter pound

The quakes in hundreds resound

Of flailing senses

 

The garish

In hues of Toulouse

Colours me

Split rainbows

Released in dreams nightmarish

Fascinating haunt

 

The boys taunt

The stray kitten meek

Their eyes cruel

Their minds fuel

Imagination Hydes seek

To play with the prey

 

Wilting zone

Surreptitious play

For undead

Kingdoms rise

Survivors none the less wise

A black crown to hone

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Curtain falls – Blue

Sorry seems to be the hardest word – Blue feat. Elton John

Elements – Blue

 

Where I watch you rest

Where I watch you rest

9 February 2016

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Spinning wheels

Take me to rivers

Where love floats

Like blue thread

Searching for the needles’ eye

Lost in haystack spread

 

Sad banquet

Tasteless piece of straw

Her fingers

Like a claw

Reaching through amorphous frame

Death lays on me claim

 

Loosened sighs

A tight demeanour

Letting go

Of wits’ loss

Pale blossoms fading in light

As the end now nears

 

Peacekeeper

In between spaces

Of Angels

And corpses

Red with the beat of high fires

Consumption my seed

 

They feed greed

The undead that roam

Crawling Earth

With tired hearts

Unseeing eyes filled with dark

Their souls lost embers

 

Wooden cup

Holds blood of the son

They chase it

Their minds ache

Purpose leaves them in the wake

Morsel remembers

 

Consciousness

Play of light and dark

Unwritten

Rules play me

In he, mean he, mine he no!

Bring no corpse by tow

 

I travel

Light my burden’s weight

A compass

Golden age

An era running in Time

Friends like hair thinning

 

Keep the faith

Spirit words voiceless

A clean slate

Is the fate

Of those who walk in waking

Their hearts long dilate

 

Heartbeats throb

Through the ripping cage

Renewal

Of eyesight

I am centered in the chest

Where I watch you rest

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Waiting in vain – Susheela Raman

What silence said – Susheela Raman

Oh my Love – Susheela Raman

Heavenly Father

Heavenly Father

27 December 2015

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They cried of foul play

That white were black and tar snow

Gyrating tables

 

They spoke of wisdom

From bottomless pits that stank

Of guileless treason

 

They heard no sorrow

Gave life no choice founded cause

For death all reason

 

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They kneaded hundreds

Merciless bread for the damned

Agony’s children

 

They cried and beat stones

Jewels of splendour and loss

In chest that echoed

 

They raised green idols

That fanned all mildew and spate

Instilled in heart hate

 

They embraced the dead

Sucking mortified blank breaths

Blankets of glory

 

They unwound the life

Slow top that reeled unending

Their task dark, gory

 

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Of one the undead

Through pulsating Heart expressed

Words that rang through me

 

Heavenly Father

Ripped open my Heart’s ribbons

Gifted me to world

 

One to ten thousand

Ten thousand million summons

Of the ones that swirled

 

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Pretender – Sarah Jaffe

Life is calling – Beth Hart

Soul Shine – Beth Hart

 

Deeper shades of Blues

Deeper shades of Blues

4 December 2015

 

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The outer world fades

Spinning into soft whispers

Mind into new hues

 

All the Earth in me

Crumbling into desert sands

Disappearing clues

 

Voices pale mirrors

Of forgotten faces’ names

The past paid its dues

 

Unfamiliar scents

Dilation of inner ways

Roads turned avenues

 

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Avracadavra

Words piles of wayward bells’ chimes

Summoning Dark calls

 

The Undead rises

From the gates of Netherworld

Another bell tolls

 

Sweet cinnamon’s taste

Breath fragrant over rotting

Pestilence’s frame

 

Chaos brought upon

Winding steep pathways through sands

Message sorrow’s flame

 

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A kiss from shadows

Queen of bees for King of flies

Requiem’s dance shoes

 

Beating at Temples

Upper levels’ near disgrace

Downtrodden the views

 

Burning embers speak

Cherished secrets woven lies

Ages of misuse

 

Rising from ashes

Lavender in oceans spun

Deeper shades of Blues

 

 

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Two steps from Hell – False King

Two steps from Hell – White Witch

Legend – Dancing dress scene – Tangerine Dream

Two steps from Hell – Sons of War

Two steps from Hell – Ghost Brigades