The fools follow lies

The fools follow lies

1 January 2017

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Undeterred

Blinded hatred herd

Pushing through

Wars of faith

Warlords faithless brink masters

Pushing to blisters

 

Consensus

A brief bleak respite

Nature’s call

Angels fall

Instincts of the animal

Woven in mammal

 

Prime life thoughts

Rhyme forget me nots

Prayers meek

Cathedrals

Art of taking to the peak

Mistakes that they seek

 

All is spent

Pennies and heaven

Pains in souls

Underwent

Momentary bridled lamp

The blind back to camp

 

Treasure map

Splitting in four squares

Hidden wolves

Prepare lairs

In the message look for ark

Brittle noise their bark

 

Orders tight

Like my bosom’s breath

Impending

Lifelike death

The wise point to the blue skies

The fools follow lies

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Warlords – Audiomachine

Wars of Faith – Audiomachine

When it all falls down – Audiomachine

Being Alive – Audiomachine

Unfinished Life – Audiomachine

Final Hope – Audiomachine

 

Infinity’s Time

Infinity’s Time

15-16 September 2016

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Blue waters

Encircling the port

Carry weight

Of stories

Lost sailors buried under

Pirates that plunder

 

They wage wars

The heavens deny

Our wage peace

Light kindred

Our daily toil rewarded

Twenty-three hundred

 

The clock marks

The eleventh hour

The skin breaks

With the quakes

Infinity joining code

Mutations process

 

Winged creatures

Birth from my bosom

Ghostly tales

Seek my mind

In playgrounds where we rewind

Birds becoming whales

 

Hammered Truth

In minds agonised

Retreating

Bereaving

Shards of memory retrieving

In frames hung on nails

 

We design

Spacetime’s cavities

Weak promise

Thought forget

Strong keep promises not made

Will in the intent

 

We find ease

In lives lived unbent

The regret

A shadow

The meek speak the proud bellow

To each speech fellow

 

Gathered crowd

Crisscross of patterns

Raised lanterns

Eight rivers

Crossing at the peak of Tides

Infinity’s Time

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Canto dell’Alma / Alma Mater – Flavia Vallega Krystael

Il volo dell’Angelo – Flavia Vallega Krystael

I Am that I Am / The Moses Code – Flavia Vallega Krystael

Miracles in the palm of my hand

Miracles in the palm of my hand

23 November 2015

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As seconds’ drifting Time within sand

Seeping through the gaps in the places within my clutch

 

Shapes shifting through morrows now disband

Invasion now quietened, subdued the old seasoned Dutch

 

Wars in memories’ echo waged

Intentions thrust upon the space of strife now mental

 

The boiling point steams creation raged

Recipes for metamorphosis elemental

 

The sword rests upon dark woodened land

In words the pillar, the power, the firm rock thus such

 

I lean upon you make no demand

The nearness enhances sweetness you would say as much

 

Miracles in the palm of my hand

Awaiting the injured for vibrations’ healing touch

 

 

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