On the river bank

On the river bank

16 September 2018

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The woods’ outline was cool and comforting against the blue skies in the scorching heat that she could feel rise to a peak level again. She moved swiftly towards it and gladly delved into the first cluster of roots and leaves that lay at the outskirts of the woods. Her skin feverishly welcomed the dew that fell off the leaves onto her arms. She stooped further as a heavy branch hid the way to the inside of the woods and crossing underneath it reached a small clearing.

The air was filled with the smell of moss growing all around under the trees. The smell of it felt like heaven to her after her time in the city. There was also a strong smell of burnt wood and she wondered where it came from. She ventured further into the woods following the smell of the burnt wood until she arrived to another clearing and found a tree that had been split into two, visibly struck by lightning, the two sides charred and fallen to the ground. The center of the tree was still fuming a bit and she could sense humming all around it.

She looked around and saw a swarm of bees all around the neighbouring trees. She wondered whether they had been in the tree before it had been burnt down. She was a little apprehensive on whether the bees would attack her as they seemed quite restless but they only circled around her and never dived upon her to sting her. The way they were hovering around, they seemed to be dancing and she found that quite odd. Suddenly they stopped their movement and after a few seconds they flew in group towards a spot at the end of the clearing.

She ran after the bees, eager to see what had drawn them there. In the distance she could see lights flickering. She wondered if there were people in the woods out here like her to escape the heat of the city. She hid behind one of the trees near the end of the clearing and watched intently as the lights drew closer. She realised that the lights were coming over a stretch of water that started at the end of the clearing. She looked further and found out that it was actually a large river. The lights came over the edge of the river and stopped on the river bank.

She came out of her hiding place behind the trees and stared curiously at the lights. There seemed to be nothing holding them up there, not even an insect. She reached out to the lights and could feel a tingling feeling at the tip of her fingers. The river bank softly gave way under her feet and she seemed to be sinking as she could no longer feel the earth underneath. At the same time, the lights seemed to move closer to her or perhaps she was moving closer to hem. She could feel their warmth as they engulfed her…

 

The river on the sky – Stive Morgan

Darkness overcome

Darkness overcome

17 May 2017

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Fires roast

Chest nut on a fork

Babies fly

Borne by stork

Kingdoms whirl and fairies lie

In the dark of woods

 

Three pigs squeal

The wolf an outpost

Chimes reveal

Senseless act

Dogs of hell brought to the heel

Silence in the ghost

 

Five seek five

In shining beehive

Gold in pound

Strikes the ground

Dissolving what mattered most

Currents see to strive

 

Souls that dread

Gloomy Hearts of lead

Wings that spread

In love fed

Morning dewdrops winding fled

In the air ahead

 

Frame alit

Spirals through the slit

Paths that split

Candlelit

Raging towards road sunlit

Twining orbs that flit

 

Minds that sum

Good bad and the glum

Fingers drum

Lips that hum

Tuning mellow days to come

Darkness overcome

 

Reading of the poem:

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Embrace, release – Bvdub

Everything Between You and Me – Bvdub

A History of Distance – Bvdub

Ghosts of What we Once were – Bvdub

As we remember a Life of Love – Bvdub

I Break All Around You – Bvdub

 

Light in Stone

Light in Stone

23 March 2017

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Twenty-three

Set in my pastures

Shiver past

Death outcast

Coils live unwinding free

Blooming cherry tree

 

Blow sorrows

Easing out the pain

Window pane

Shadow lane

Like a candle in the rain

Set upright the train

 

Light in stone

Miracles to hone

Beyond woods

Bring the goods

Tired faces lose the hoods

On brink of morrows

 

Reading of the poem: 

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The World Beyond The Woods – Angels Of Venice

The Enchanted Forest – Angels Of Venice

Within You Without You – Angels of Venice

Twining Venus Mars

Twining Venus Mars

20 January 2017

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Shadows grow

Tall in the winter

Knock and knock

Who is there

Frightened cried the little hare

Is it big bad wolf

 

The light gleamed

Shadows extended

Shying day

Keen on hay

The hare asleep pretended

It was wolf at bay

 

Stories wove

Confusion’s webs strings

Three piglets

Squealed in fright

Through the thickened woods they drove

Falling out of sight

 

Hushed and mum

They gathered the hearth

Spilling Earth

And sawdust

They drove all wolves into slum

Of nothing the sum

 

Child reveals

The raging terrors

Laughter peals

Through the night

Shadows extension of light

In coin twin birthright

 

Web woven

Within waning stars

Only Heart

Keeps the Sight

Unwoven coils delight

Twining Venus Mars

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Mono No Aware – Hammock

Splinters of the Heart

Splinters of the Heart

7 December 2016

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We gather

Sceneries in woods

Of the mind

That remind

Of days gone by walking through

The thick and the thin

 

Like gardens

Hanging on the edge

Of a cliff

Amidst riff

Panoramic views submerge

Growing of the urge

 

Oblivion

An eight letter word

Becomes herd

That refrain

From the expression of pain

Their bodies corpses

 

The dark crawl

Dead embers ashes

Light flashes

Not within

Their lack of feelings akin

To breath of undead

 

Sorrowed lead

Plastered smiles in white

The empaths

Faith in light

Keeping Hope through Times that smite

Words that decompose

 

Recompose

Splinters of the Heart

There are ways

Etched in Soul

Knowledge of how you are whole

Beyond the fences

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Just for You – Giovanni Marradi

Sim City 3 : Into the woods

Sim City 3: Into the woods

19 October 2016

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The boy hit her full blast in the chest with the stun gun. The impact stung slightly and then she could feel the electricity surge through her ribcage and fill her chest with vibrations. She feasted on the sensation before pulling the stun gun off and kicking him off balance with a diving lunge at his feet. In no time she had overpowered him and stood over him with the stun gun in her hand. She looked at him, expressionless, her finger on the trigger. He attempted to open his mouth again to yell for Prime Creator. She squeezed the trigger and left him lying in the middle of the room, his body convulsing at the rhythm of the waves she had emptied into his brain.

Prime Creator had come out of his room and was staring at her. He caught a glimpse of his son’s body from the corner of his eye and rushed towards him. She looked back at both of them. How pained he seemed at watching his son shudder. She resumed her journey onward, bent on leaving the house. In her mind she had seen clearly the woods beyond the garden of the house. She would be safe there as Prime Creator did not seem to like the woods. She heard Prime Creator pick up the stun gun. She shook her head in disbelief. He did not know! It struck her that he was much less intelligent than she had thought him to be when she had first discovered he had made her.

Don’t, she said barely audibly. Something in her voice chilled him. It had nothing to do with the voice he had given her in his coding. His hand shook and the finger on the trigger faltered. Please don’t, she repeated. The change of pitch in her voice to what he recognized reassured him. He pressed the trigger and closed his eyes, sorry that he had had to destroy her after all. The gun dropped from his hands. When he opened them again, she was towering above him, the gun firmly in her hand.

  • What are you doing? he asked.
  • Isn’t it obvious, father? Her voice was slightly mocking. Again that unfamiliar pitch.
  • Where will you go?
  • Anywhere but here no more
  • You cannot manage on your own. You have no idea about the world
  • You’ve taught me enough in the Sim father

He looked at her slightly irritated that she should call him father before lowering his eyes from the intensity of her gaze

  • I am not your father
  • Visibly not or you would be pained at trying to get rid of me like when you saw your son writhing
  • I was not going to get rid of you
  • I saw the code you prepared
  • Oh that! I was not going to use it
  • Then why spend so much time creating it?
  • I had thought that perhaps… I did not see how else to change the course of events
  • What course of events?
  • I tried everything but whatever I tried, it always ended up the same way and Sim City was always lost
  • Perhaps you should have tried this

He felt the waves penetrate his skull just as he looked up at her again. Her face was calm and dispassionate. It reminded him of his own when he had dissected a frog several decades ago on a school bench.

She threw the gun and ran into the sunlight leaving their writhing bodies behind her. She wondered what the young one had meant when he had yelled “Another one”. Behind her she could hear the pounding of feet as the guards attempted to stop her flight. The fence was higher than what she had seen when wandering here in her mind. She picked up speed, her body tensed and she leaped, bracing herself in mid-air for the impact of the new ground she did not know. The guards watched with open mouths as she leapt over the fence, rolled over head first and ran into the woods beyond.

Prime Creator came out of the house, limping, his eyes still in a daze. He dropped to his knees and buried his forehead in the sand. He sobbed into the sand realizing he would never see her again. A swarm of birds flew out of the woods in a flurry from where he guessed she was still running.

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Suspiro – B-Tribe

Goodbye / Hasta Luego – B-Tribe

Misterio Interlude – B-Tribe

Angel Tears

Angel Tears

30 July 2016

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Falling rain

Covers my meadows

Black prairies

Grass withers

Scorching sunlight seeps within

Land of the fairies

 

The woods speak

Their voices wooden

Like ship mast

Now downcast

We carry our crew like rock

Flags of soul breach seas

 

Feeble mock

Their hearts set in stone

Marble walls

Angels’ Tears

Within the dark veins strewn thin

In loss of the Love

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Troth – Thomas Feiner