The weightless measure of things

The weightless measure of things

25 February 2017

 

The bird that sings loud

Beckoning to the springtime

Beating in my heart

 

The snowdrop that curls

Around the trace of white snow

Shifting on the road

 

The bougainvillea

Red branches that bear its frame

Heart of the garden

 

The Jasmine exhaled

Scent of the renewed morrow

As Musk hid in dusk

 

Petunias explode

Purple and carmine carpets

Shower in the green

 

The heart that beats soft

The weightless measure of things

That the robin sings

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Mother’s Wingspan – Ben Leinbach

Rhapsody of Souls

Rhapsody of Souls

13 October 2015

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All is spent wisely

That is channelled through the Love

Time and Energy

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Choice is in Colour

Of Light and Dark none better

All is in circles

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Today’s sight to eyes

Time’s backward integration

In fusion Union

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Monsters of Metal

Flip a two-sided birthright

In one anointed

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See the soul’s dismays

Split sensations will divide

The more from the core

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Balance, weightless stone

To carry or to sink with

The seen unknown Hurt

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Shades of grey will spill

From confusion of the souls

When mind sinks the Heart

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Bring my world music

From corridors of a world

Engraved in the Love

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Hum the melodies

Come my Love let’s sing the tune

Rhapsody of Souls

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Nine the lives now spent

Ten the renewal of Time

We live Enchanted

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Winding down the clocks

Winding down the clocks

13 September 2015

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Stepping back in Time

To morrows reinvented

Retracing the past

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Dreamtime assists me

I fly weightless in the sky

Tied to no senses

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The moonlight watches

As I filter the sunshine

Within my apron

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The void reservoirs

Screech emptiness within me

As their fires chill

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At loss for exchange

Trembling, beseeching for peace

I empty my pains

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Lustful and gory

The floor lapped up every drop

Shed my thickest blood

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Winding down the clocks

I walked into a Time’s Age

When I stood Brave Heart

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