Vibrant

 

Fouette, tournant , jete…

In balance spinning

Swinging dreaming

Obeying the laws of physics

Much more

Static compensation

The spirit moves

The one looses

In harmonies of perfection

Sympathy with the Universe

Pour rain

As you like

You are welcome to the sight

Happiness of redemption

Body language

In eternal serene conversations

With the self.

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 Image > ‘Poise in Silhouette’ Canvas Print by Richard Young

Moaning

While you gape

You try to heed

And as they are not shining on you today

You moan

And so you say,

It’s the moon to blame

Hiding behind grey clouds

Which no wind can dissipate

So as to heal this howling

    soul of the night…

Again, you condemn, disapprove, blame,

It’s the sun’s fault

For not beaming enough

So as to spread away clouds

Which by now

 Should have faded away

And with it my grieving...

Again as you heed and gape

You realize you are to blame

For moaning with no right

Feeling pain and shame

Where there is no real whine

So you say,

You fool Ms Malcontent

Of course-

     they won’t shine on me
                               today...

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(Theoretical) Despair’ Canvas Print by gnolan

Y

Why this  a g o n y

    why

Immutable companion

Impending

    forever ghost

Why this agony on

Waking up in the desert

Of phantoms

In all kinds

Of disguise

Vain charade…..

Why agony why

And the so many other puzzles

About to be written,
   why

The write

Left behind

Why.

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Image>>>‘A Chair for My Heart please… - Thank you.’ by Elisabeta Hermann

N

VANESSA HO Image

LYRICS
"BETTER DAYS"
by Graham Nash

When your love has moved away
You must face yourself and you must say
I remember better days
Don't you cry `cause she is gone
She is only moving on
Chasing mirrors through a haze

Now that you know it's nowhere
What's to stop you coming home
All you got to do is go there
Then you'll really realize what's going down
You went to a strange land searching for a truth
you felt was wrong
That's when the heartaches started
Though you're where you want to be
You're not where you belong

When your love has moved away
You must face yourself and you must say
I remember better days
Don't you cry `cause she is gone
She is only moving on
Chasing mirrors through a haze...

BETTER DAYS, Graham Nash

O

 

Oh...

 

Pay me one of those

Visits of yours

 

Thanks so much for the rose

 

...And our silhouettes

Reflected on the polished

Marble floor

 

So quickly now

 

Covered with our clothes

 

So quickly now

 

Taken off

As we make this our love

So close

 

Oh

 

Forgot again to shut

That door...

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Dawn sheds light by Cathleen Tarawhiti

G

The only position

   and posture

So it seems 

These days

To hold my knees and embrace

The only way to escape

Looking inside

    so as to find

Pray for

   That longed 

         emptiness.

Waiting for storm by Vanessa Ho

A

Light

   faster than sound

Just another

Night

Looking  at that half shaped moon

Wondering again

What if 

    all I am is

    all there is

Or 

    All I am allowed to see

    All I get to discern

       is and

that's what is

   despite it

    and

Or me

Or

Just another

   Fool by the moon.

Image, again, by amazing artist Vanessa Ho> Untitled

EVER SINCE

Ever since

Since

The low tide

Came up too high

And my hope was lost in theirs

Though loads survived

   from that well.

 

Ever since

Since

 I was told

   there was no way back to hold

   the hope of giving birth again

Ever since

When

 watching a toy

bringing memories of mess and joy 

   I could not avoid.

Ever since

Since

 You told me your last love words

And I was left at awe...

Yet, I feel

I feel yet I feel

Nothing much prevents me

From...
   getting odd.

  Image 'Untitled' by Vanessa Ho

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Creating

I saw this my poem

 Reflected on a hundred glass walls

On a last fast train

From the last carriage

How it turned as it ran

   from the first…

And the sound it made

Ah- that sound!

I saw this my poem

As I saw myself

   lost

In the middle of crowds

   and glass walls,

Mirrors reflecting these my words

A poem  starting to grow

Noticed how many of my fears

   had vanished

Into the troposphere

On and above the clouds

It was the amazing parade of the shapes they made,

and the unavoidable tear sliding down my cheek

at the breathtaking site and sight

   of the sun setting behind

   my beloved millenary mountains

Amen, surely, was it all,
as it may,
creating
   this my poem…

 Image >>  ‘African Queen’ Canvas Print by Susan van Zyl

Everlasting

Remember me like this
    No further,
   Or 'everything else'...
That is a large rest.

 
Just like this:
As I remember you and I will,
    Perpetually.

 
Your smile in the sun
My hair in the wind
In our intimate dance

   Impenetrable...
Our secret
Our kiss
  Our bodies.

 
Naked bodies in the sunset
    Touching the abyss
By the pleasure of being together
    Which is more than just 'near'...

 
Remember me like this

 
Without passage of time
No form or space
Because 

   forever
my eyes will see with the same brightness,
my heart will seek the same light

 
And the sound of our sea
will be there to remind us
    we cannot forget.

And the waves will dance

Invariably
At our pace and sound....

image

'La Baiser ou La Mort' by Paul Bamforth