Children face the light

Children face the light

23 September 2018

 

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Blackbirds in mind swirl

Loud cries’ strident pillars felt

Weight in my tear ducts

 

Soulless creatures crawl

In the dark alleys some breathe

Agony in mind

 

Sun bursts in sockets

Jasmine withers in heatwave

Known features dwindle

 

Windows carry floods

From peaks to valleys we drop

Blood from the Elders

 

Crimson my waters

Morrow’s seasons shook in tides

Wavelength scorches sight

 

Dark eyes starry pools

Small hands tools of forgiveness

Children face the light

 

Reading of the poem: 

The sky is crying – Gary BB Coleman

No rain

No rain

29 January 2018

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She paused and looked at the clouds forming. They had been seeding them in hope of getting rain but she planned otherwise. Using the old conjuring of spirits of dry, she danced wildly invoking desert drought and parched lands. The land was cool from the winter winds but the skies grew clear of clouds and the dust flew in the air filling people’s chests. After all they had done to her, she vowed to not let the rains bless their lands until she received what they had taken away from her. They had thought her to be a mere vessel that they could lull back to sleep, not realising that within her the powers of the Shamans of old were reignited. She had rediscovered within her the spirits of the lineage of Shamans that went back to time immemorial when she had danced in Machu Pichu her senses blazing from the Ayahuasca brew.

Every time the clouds gathered she willed the weather back to that of dried lands. She had been in public once though and could not stop the rains from falling as she could not break into the dance of flames. As soon as she could, that one time it had rained, she had hurried back home and willed the rain to stop. Her eyes blazed with the fire of the phoenix rising within her and scorching the pelting rain to vapour before it had stilled it and reduced the clouds to small cotton balls in the sky. Hers was not a mere revenge but a mission she embarked upon with all the vigor and will of those who had been coarsely and negligently wronged.

During the nights, she spoke to the spirits of the rain and pacified them, letting them know that they could visit sites nearby where they could flow all their ardour into the lands. In her altered state she took them by the hand and guided them to locations that would either benefit from rain or where she wanted to wreck havoc in vengeance, taking them far away from where her physical body was lying. They danced through the desert skies, high above the clouds and making sure not to come into contact with these latter so that they would not be charged and wet the lands with their content. Every time she danced with those spirits, her astral body sizzled with the intermingling of the flames of the phoenix and the waters of the spirits of the rain. The result was a trail of mist and steam that onlookers identified in the sky as a streak similar to that of a wishing star. Together they danced right over Paris and other European cities before returning to the place where her body dwelt. Once the dances over, she resettled back into her body and slept a sleep riddled with dreams of the Mother.

 

The Most Astounding Fact – Nibana

Among Thoughts (Star Paths) – Nibana

I am a Soul – Nibana

Angels without wings

Angels without wings

29 September 2017

 

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Courtesy Carlos Quevedo

 

Explosion

Then the water flows

Between us

Deepened bond

We bear white garlands from streams

Knitted in my dreams

 

Colours roll

Inside sunshine’s glint

Joyous spread

Green, blue, red

Hues uncertain times renew

Mistaken instead

 

I ring true

When we ring lather

Foam condensed

Corpse too tense

Chromatic discolouring

Angels without wings

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Courtesy Carlos Quevedo

 

Fix you – Coldplay

Viva la Vida – Coldplay

A Sky Full of Stars – Coldplay

Twined the sun

Twined the sun

11 September 2017

 

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Multiply

The seasons break forth

Announcing

Gathered gold

The corrosion we behold

Garlands of liquid

 

Off the grid

And as we sail through

Runner’s hue

Lifting Blue

Up above the mountains peaks

Where lonely man speaks

 

Staggering

Giants fall of cliffs

Might undone

Twined the sun

Thundering waters now seal

Mystery of deal

 

Reading of the poem:

Singing of the poem with modified lyrics: 

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Misterio Interlude – B-Tribe

Stirring the waters

Stirring the waters

22 August 2017

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Woven tight

Nights pastures bereave

Shaking light

Knitted tight

The blaze appearing flashes

In between lashes

 

See trouble

Seething through my veins

Crumpled beds

Unshorn heads

Shaking limbs when he remains

King of my castle

 

Body double

Stirring the waters

Kindling flames

Winding trees

Rhapsody that drew the bees

Into my kingdom

 

Reading of the poem:  

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Marcas de Ayer – Adriana Mezzadri

Sui Generis

Sui Generis

13 June 2017

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Vibrating

Atoms of the wild

They bestow

Growth in child

The flowers a shade incline

Invite to divine

 

Brittle spine

Makes with the alters

Shift a node

In the road

The shimmer recalls Elders

Walking in moonshine

 

Talking birds

Peep on window sill

The waters

Purified

Breathless tumble from the hill

Sui Generis

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Images courtesy George Redhawk

Voice of the Heart – La Musica De Los Dioses

From knights of Jerusalem

From knights of Jerusalem

2 June 2017

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Lift me up

Through waters flutter

The minds roam

Through gutter

Where unworthy thoughts utter

Binding codes of dark

 

Drill me spark

In marble prairies

Where moons shine

White pristine

Alabaster diaries

Like sins of fairies

 

Twinkle through

The lost hearts mayhem

Wind me down

Bear me crown

From knights of Jerusalem

Banished past Salem

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Shamanic Touch – Sufi’s Life