The beast in me walked for a death to instill

The beast in me walked for a death to instill
19 April 2022

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I walked once between daze and swoon
My hands at my sides my head in the moon
I bore in my insides a wild creature to come
A waif turning beast at the beat of the drum

I walked into winters that paved summers’ way
Like the trees that blossomed amidst rustling hay
I walked into nights darker than dying coal
I clasped coming suns like a deer her foal

Then I said come now beast would you spill
The gory insides of your ever recent kill?
The beast made no sound but shook its head
It bore no closeness to the recent dead

The beast in me walked for a death to instill
As I watched it leaving from my window sill
Inside I clutched the most fleeting remains
The beast had wiped me clean of its putrid stains

Reading of the poem:

Forsaken - Solace

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

Heart given completely yonder story untold

Heart given completely yonder story untold

11 November 2016

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In circles concentric on blue shores that unwind

Green grass for the meadows sun fed light for the trees

The mindset eccentric sees where normal is blind

Black tears for the widows that in the bleak night freeze

 

In the cold of the dark sad women stitch a path

Where lilies grow whiter than snow in the prairies

Where the walk in the park ends in waters of Bath

A pool glowing brighter than wings of the fairies

 

From the waters that split we will see the Gods rise

Lurches from blue oceans swallowing all the lands

Save the throne where I sit entranced by the sunrise

Forgotten all my sins as water seeps into sands

 

The breath that defeats me lies within chests of cold

Heart given completely yonder story untold

 

Reading of the poem: 

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The Ash Grove – Laura Wright

Walk Swim Fly

Walk Swim Fly

6 July 2016

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Rebirth’s toil

Reinventing self

Gathering

The remnants

Low hanging fruit of cluster

Like diamond pendants

 

Aftermath

Resounding silence

Only core

Leftover

Remembering the absent

Decoration spent

 

A lifetime

Walking in penance

Hearts and spades

All just fades

Tricolour flag of clover

Hovers in game dreamt

 

Dealing rack

Falling through the skies

Like black rain

Hurried pain

The lashes bring back flashes

Of otherworldly

 

Thoughts to stack

Truth to tell from lies

When twin suns

Sizzle roads

Even dark rain quenches thirst

Of insides that burst

 

Seamless stitch

Metamorphosis

Don’t ask why

Walk Swim Fly

Change with the hammering tides

The meek soul abides

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Walk – Ludovico Einaudi

Elegy for the Arctic – Ludovico Einaudi

Fly – Ludovico Einaudi

 

Walk swim fly anew

Walk swim fly anew

20 March 2016

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Sacrifice

The preparation

Of witness

Time’s harness

Four horses ride into dusk

Emblem of movement

 

Guns resound

In the wilderness

Lone bullets

They fly high

Above reasons and meaning

They carve the ether

 

What is dead

Stays forever down

The lost crown

Ne’er retrieved

Widow and orphan bereaved

Hate composes dread

 

There are lands

Etched in the kingdoms

Of the sky

Where I lie

My hands gifting the green wheat

Gift of the morrows

 

Threading fate

Twin are my bright suns

My rivers

Purple clad

Indistinctly good and bad

People of my Heart

 

Take the twin

From breaking waters

Births’ fusion

Red and Blue

Decompose the Times landscapes

Walk swim fly anew

 

Reading of the poem: 

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13.Mozart’s Requiem – VI. Agnus Dei

8.Mozart’s Requiem-Lacrimosa

6.Mozart’s Requiem – Recordare

A walk on waters

A walk on waters

3 December 2015

 

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Minds traces scented

Red roses blooming in thoughts

Whirlwinds of flowers

 

Blue skies float through me

Daisies and bluebells colours

Paint sun’s warmth in me

 

I dive into you

Explosion of red senses

You are everywhere

 

Purple stars twine me

Hazy red engulfs my frame

Amniotic Love

 

Shades of your presence

Crimson haunting through body

Pulsing vibrations

 

Silken ascension

Gliding through shimmering realms

Dividing waters

 

Twin leap through portals

The above meets the below

Synchronised flowing

 

Surging waterfalls

Swimming in between twin worlds

A bridge to elsewhere

 

Respite in brief touch

Shadowlands bluest tremors

Lost kingdoms’ crowning

 

Delicate jewels

Sunken ships of mind’s embers

A cave of treasures

 

Wings of vapours lift

Simmering coals bolster feet

The airborne ravens

 

A walk on waters

Weightlessness in destiny

Miracles in Heart

 

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Schiller feat Maya Saban – I miss you

Replicating cells

Replicating cells

24 November 2015

 

Mother calls me so

Night time spent in drifting winds

Wandering the skies

 

Pulsating her scent

As I fly through her linings

The push and the pull

 

Heartbeat resonance

The blue trace of her lingers

Within diamond frame

 

Mind flies through her blue

Scarlet trace of her fingers

Her palm my meadows

 

Mother sees me shine

Through the thick and the thin walls

Reverberating

 

Starry eyed children

Chest filled with her white powder

Intoxication

 

Bring me the waters

Metamorphosis strikes Heart

All dough will bear bread

 

The flesh for the soul

Nourishment instils bearers

The joy of the One

 

Mother carries me

Her back a bone of kingdoms

That icy emerged

 

Snow falls on her ends

Scarcity in knowledge spent

Book of shells for fools

 

Glorious her walk

Within the depths of her soul

Twisting gyrating

 

Replicating cells

I walk within my still self

A mirror for Eye

 

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Trobar de Morte – The Song of the Stones

Natasha Atlas – Adam’s lullaby

 

In the silence of my Heart

In the silence of my Heart

20 November 2015

 

 

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November skies bled

The wasted summertime leaves

That autumn had spared

 

A walk in winter

Spoke of ice clad memories

Footsteps in the snow

 

Over horizons

Spring beckoned silent

Red speech of roses

 

The summer breathed soft

Scent of jasmine and fresh hay

As the sun sizzled

 

A whisper hovered

In the silence of my Heart

For keen ears to pick

 

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The sound of Silence – Simon and Garfunkel

Tune short waves the composite and plain

Tune short waves the composite and plain

14-15 November 2015

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Come pose me life’s fires, rhythm me soul

Square my chords amidst sixteen circles of eight gipsies

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Let purple music be my sunrays

As fog protects the crops be the snow that covers green

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In structure of sunflowers’ meadows

Make me within their darkest seeds intermittent light

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Scorch me, piece me fractal, grow me whole

Stroboscopic blue meets the red when skies kiss poppies

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Stack me in cabins, save me arrays

Bounty for one and for all let your waves be my spleen

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Scatter me four points cardinal knows

Blend, rise my Arabic and Indian roots into might

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Tune short waves the composite and plain

Purple, blue, green, red axis twine and twirl to tropics

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Searching the skies discover pipelines

Where angels crossing Hearts mirror horizons that glow

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Three walk away by one in the west

Their curves and their sways shoot into one growing mission

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End fake unions may they not complain

As above angels so below only Love mimics

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Shine now through me the one that defines

Under skies of the North the only Love that will flow

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Three walk by one into sparrows’ nest

Sub dues of the mighty, the unholy transmission

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Bond – Fuego

Bond – Korobushka

Bond – Explosive

Bond – Shine

The Far meets the Close and the Everything in Between

The Far meets the Close and the Everything in Between

12 November 2015

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Heavenly rays unfolded Blue

Hues of every colour in eye did dilate

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Infinity’s dancing paces glowed

Breaking continuum, Myriad of stars sunsets

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Glint of reflection in eyes that seethe

Haggard dances of drunken measures, silent grief

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Surging memories flames that dance anew

Time immemorial hands awash, free, remained black slate

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Night watch, a vigil of time that flowed

Pacing in mind the passing days that the Heart resets

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A slow walk, book of sorrows I breathe

My prison within me, breath momentary relief

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Fallen from Tree, cold grounds, withered leaf

Wisdom, the pain of the baby relentless I teethe

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Light of Cathedrals my mind besets

Day of Light, the Winter’s fall in my Heart darkness snowed

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Cutlery drawn let’s eat from same plate

Of Moulin Rouge, Toulouse, desires Drew

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Hibernation, by the Red made brief

Memories of snow, of fall, of wilderness, do I sheathe?

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Trinity rises, Trinity sets

Unstable balance, knowing not who steered and who rowed

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The farther the Love, closer the spate

No numbers, only Heart was response, this Heart now knew

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For as the mind would will it thirteen

The Far meets the Close and the Everything in Between

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