Listless heart
30 January 2018
Waterfalls
Fill the wizened mind
Pools of lore
In the core
Unravel what is in store
Creeping through the thoughts
Daffodils
Through forget me nots
Piercing light
Through the night
Challenges of daily flight
Under the radar
Woven star
In the moonlit sky
Slow depart
Listless heart
Inclination to restart
Bosom an engine
Reading of the poem:
Our Eyes – Nibana
Blue lakes inside me
2 August 2016
The rain falls
Coloured black and blue
On my sides
Tanning hides
My pores all welcoming spots
Blue forget me nots
Slowly flow
Blue lakes inside me
Silently
Hidden skies
Whispering realities
Lift them to the clouds
I gather
In the rain that falls
Falls falls slow
On your lands
Blue and green blended mellow
Under desert sands
Reading of the poem:
Oh Gente da Minha Terra – Mariza
Out of shrubs
25 July 2016
Hovercraft
Picking up surges
Morpheus
Friend and Foe
Dealing or reducing blow
From within dreamland
We expand
In knowledge of light
Laced with dark
Subtle spark
In between the waterfalls
The switch lies shining
Dark shivers
In lakes of my mind
Where owls prowl
Like tigers
Their eyes jaded obsession
Of recognition
Streams of me
Gather through the flares
The Beast wears
Many masks
Irreducible the tasks
In crossing rivers
Bear me ankh
She circles ankles
The Mother
Lifts shackles
Those that divide spaces ring
Trinkets of morrows
Spent sorrows
Realised in heart
They grow joy
Out of shrubs
The tigress daily counts cubs
Under her nights’ watch
Reading of the poem:
Where do we draw the Line – Poets of the Fall
The Poet and the Muse – Poets of the Fall
Love will come to You – Poets of the Fall
Dilution
10 February 2016
The words flow
Uncontrollable
Waterfalls
Of honey
Cascading with power surge
Imbibing the soul
We live meek
Of the sunlit paths
We choose few
Darkness creed
Institutionalised pain
The way of the weak
The beehives
They contain our breath
Divine make
Stolen lives
They cloak their shadows in us
Our essence disrobed
Some soulless
Walk the Earth like grave
Bodies bent
Untended
Lives reverse of intended
Their hearts of the knave
We walk tall
While they cut our street
Winding steep
It hovers
On edges of cliffs we meet
Time immemorial
Shifting sands
Our daily schedule
They water
The marshes
That we may sink deep inside
Have but self to trade
No barter
Lives in this kingdom
The will done
The heart clean
I shelter more than I lean
My chest infinite
The mother
She favours in me
Undying
Child of hope
Her scent ambrosia’s treasures
Moves me up the slope
I gathered
Remnants of the self
Within skies
Under rocks
They shimmered now realigned
From light and its kin
The soul whole
I sewed it my way
Dilution
Unheeded
Humble scholar of her tongue
I learn from her sway
Reading of the poem:
All the Things – Chrysta Bell & David Lynch
Ghost of love – David Lynch
I’m waiting here – David Lynch & Lykke Li
Angel Star – Chrysta Bell & David Lynch
Eye will see you blow the hatred’s Flames
5 November 2015
Out of the waters of your prayers
I, child of the blue come in naked simplicity
Look into the infinite my veil
Feel my Grace open your Heart at the Touch of my Face
Take the silent drop that falls withered
Open your heart and release the waterfalls anew
Eye watched Abel and Cain together
Walk down in Peace from rocky mountains to my valleys
The Hawk from above sees all with Heart
Watch as its message through dancing form flows in the falls
Wings are made for shelter and uplift
Seek not just waterfalls be of all the healing flow
Eye will see you blow the hatred’s Flames
As tomorrow will rise in the desert’s land Bright
Darkness now Light the beast tamed fly White
From confined prisons plunge into forgiveness waters
Drown in my blue thirst or reach for skies
Float in my mercy, see your twin, together now fly
Eyes have many wishes in rainbows
Walk to the meeting point, my skies’ lands of tomorrow
Images courtesy photonin.com, gaiaonline.com and playingwiththeuniverse.blogspot.com
Ana bekoach sub en español
Schubert – Ave Maria
The morning of Hope – Sobhe Omid – Hamad Zamani
Tree of Life – Lacrimosa
In Nomine Patris -Not!
20 October 2015
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Synchronicities
Only worth their stories’ weight
No food for the blind
.
.
The surge shot through me
Helter skelter ran the thoughts
Where are you within?
.
.
You hear me never
Empty points of connection
Heart-split soul happens
.
.
Scissors in my hand
I cut through these veiled contacts
Tears in my glazed eyes
.
.
Fly away from pain
The nightingale told me soft
His spirit Withers
.
.
The rain falls on you
From waterfalls in my Heart
In mind no Echo
.
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Prayers forgotten
In Nomine Patris – Not!
I will fly within
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