Perspective in Beauty and Madness . . .

 

from day to day my life transforms . . .
am i in love? or do i rejoice?
as the sun rises .. .. to shine on me . .
or the rain begins to fall . . . and
you move me to despair;
the colors of my day . . are as
whimsical as the gods .  ..
and leave me floundering in my shell . . .
i am lost in my universe . . . as i look
for a foundation . . .
i am but a wild star
flinging itself through the blackness . . .
longing for an anchor
with the fortitude . .
to hold me still
against the solar winds . . .
that hurl me hither and yon . . .
and as I bounce among the others
feeling the flame and the scorn
I see in the eyes the terror
the anger
against my existence. . .
and my sorrow returns
where I find myself hiding in the
darkness .. .. away from the radiant beams
of others . . .
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Emotional and beautiful . . . a smooth flow of thought and creativity . ..  this album shines with the energy and talent of this artist. The poem above was inspired by his music: 

Bipolarity
by Dave Imbernön

 

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So Beautiful and so Touching . . .

an extraordinarily lovely pop song . . .
Gorgeous voice . . .
did you write the lyrics too ???
Beautiful and so emotional . . . it made me cry . . .
I know how you feel . . .
that deep ache inside that just won't leave . . .
though you be in a crowd . . .
you feel like you are missing something . .
and you have an emptiness . . .
a soul hunger . . .
yes . . . that desire to be seen . .. and loved . . .
yes, its unmistakable when others express it . . .
lonely for love or seeking god . .
its hard to know for sure but its a big part of the human condition . . .
we are all right on the brink of suffering . . .
such fragile creatures we are . .
so helpless and so full of need for each other . ..
like a bit of sunshine, warm cup of tea, a melody, a vision . . .
it all comes to an end so quickly and there again . .
that empty feeling . . that need to find something to fill that hollowness . . .

the song ends so abruptly though . .. like something dangling
over an edge . . . and then falls . .

 

Far Behind
by Abhishek vasu

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Unworld
by Onjinn

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what are dreams made of
but the flight of the heartbeat,
the soul's recognition . .
and the simple sound of passion's music . . .
these are the shapes that lead us
to this world of dreams . . .
through
our imaginations . . our hope and
our love . . .
the colors of my world
have yet to be conceived .. ..
yet I see them dripping through my
outstretched fingers . .
as I hold them out to you . .
like a rainbow's arc . . .
ephemeral and evasive
yet true . . .
how quickly we learn to run
with the flow . . .
how quickly we learn to dance . . .
I remember the day that I died . . .
so very long ago . . .
and here is where I came . . .
by chance . . .
so I look for you through the furrows of life . ..
as I stumble blindly in the dark
I look for you . . . my love . . my light . ..
and I find in you the harmonics of mystery
and the melody of
this music. . .

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 Goodbye
by Van Syla

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As I walk along this lifeline
I see the shadowy beginnings
and I hear the tearful goodbyes . . .
The march of time
goes slowly by
rending what we hold most dear . . .
This temporal place
these bloody shreds
We cling to in despair . . .
Dance with me my beloved
for we soon must say
goodbye
Hold my hand my love
and look into my eyes
I see myself inside of you . . .
and you within my heart
you are forever there
although,
we must be apart … 

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 NATURAL
by Spisfire  

 

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Review: This morning, during my walk, I pulled out an old favorite of mine on my iPod, Spisfire, and chose to listen to this album . . .and, although it has a powerful beat and percussion, I am intrigued by how smooth it is . . . like fine wine. The beats are consistent throughout the album and seem to be almost a signature of his . . . a wonderful walking companion. Yet I think this music is excellent for anytime . . . even relaxing as the the music is so smooth it could be considered ambient or newage.

I am moved by the bird song . . so clearly heard, that I thought I was surrounded by my little feathered friends serenading me; lifting my spirits and encouraging me as I nearly flew to my destination. I especially loved, "Somewhere in a deep forest" as I definitely got the feeling that I was walking in a rain forest of my area . . . damp and misty but very pleasant to walk through . . 

 

Spisfire's natural rhythm is that of the heartbeat . . . whether it is of the Earth or of his or mine . .. we are all touching each other through this music .. .. moving through our mother (Earth) as if swimming through her womb . . she contains us, nourishes us, and our heartbeats are as if one . . . even as we try to destroy her . .. we yearn for her . . for nature and its beauty.

Spisfire choses some very excellent sounds to accompany his music . . . mostly natural . . . always gentle sounds yet clear as crystal . . . and he composes with his excellent talent some very beautiful music . . .

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I am Wolfsong.thePoet

Downtown Portland

I am Wolfsong.thePoet on Jamendo . . . http://www.jamendo.com/en/user/Wolfsong.thePoet

I like to write . . . especially poetry. . . I think in song . . . I dream in flavors . . . I recognize me in you . ..  and you in me . . . I hear your melody. . .  I see your beauty . . . I share your hope . . . I create your dreams . . . I will dance with you through tomorrow . . . and carry you deeply in my heart . . . I love you . . .

Forever yours
by Depneim 

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I look into the mirror of your eyes . . .
and I see the blazing light of faith,
calm and remarkable
in the hope that it projects
as you put your heart
on the winds of chance
and believe in the best . . .
and believe in love . . .
and believe that I have the same
for you . . . love on the wing
flying straight into your eyes . . .

The music offers imagery
and beauty and love . . .
it offers color . . . and joy
and peace . . . it offers the heights
and the depths
and it walks besides me
where ever I go
and where ever I end . . .
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 Outside in some place
by David Palmero

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Standing for the light . .
a warrior rests . .
in the strength of good
and all of the blessed . .

belief that in the end
good will prevail
the dark will retreat
with its heavy dark veil . . .
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Peaceful music . . . dreamy and uplifting . . .
a gorgeous blessing in the moment
as I listen . . .

I am humbled by this sound . . 

as it whirls through my heart
a music so deeply calming
so very profound . . 


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Un Nouveau Monde
by Anckorage 

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surreal, eerie . .  other-worldly . ..
beauty
sublime . ..  heavenly . .
the tears begin to fall . .. I want to be in that place
the music takes me there . . .
a cold and distant land . . .
so tender, so treasured . . .
the sighing of the angels . . . resound through the atmosphere
and only the musician can hear this
and model it . ..
I am moved . . .  I am moved so far away
I ache as I listen to this music . . .
my bones vibrate as I listen
my heart echoes . .  the music
I cannot but treasure this . . . like a gem . . .
the rarest of the rare . .  a human face . . .
and angel's gaze .  . . the song of the moon . .
the tender refrain of the stars . . .
immersed in the music .  . . I float for hours .  .  .
removed from my heart ache . . . removed from my pain . . .

Stunning . . .

Music that Moved Me . . .

Late last summer . . .

Signs From Other Worlds
by Jakim

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fly

the sound is to die
a trip to
the end . . .
perfection . . .
divine
swept away
to the stars
beneath the sea . .
beyond the sky

unbelievably
beautiful
I cried
as I dreamed . .

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Faster Bicycle
by Nelson Jenstad

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The wind blows through
the soul
as we fly down the hill,
jackets flapping behind
like silver wings
about to take off . . .
destination be damned . . .
the space between
beginning and end
is the thing . . .
and those who don't or can't. . .
envy
the smile on our visage
and our bared
beating hearts . . .

And the music is pretty cool too . . .
feel those wheels turning. . .
feel the road beneath your seat. . .
and know that its purely your power
that makes you fly . . .

remember when you were knee high . .
and you rode your first bike . .
with exhilaration ..
and a huge smile . . . on your face . . .
you felt connected
somehow
to the world at large . . .
and you never wanted
that to end . . .

this music takes you there
to those beautiful times . . .
beautiful music
beautiful memories

a bit of life . . . reviewed
remembered
revealed

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Final Day Return 2K11
by starmann65

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trance with the man from the stars

Hey starmann . . . you fly me
to the sky

its a good song
that gave me a smile

you took me places
I haven't been
in a while . . .

lovely
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Return to Midgard (Demo2011)
by Rune 

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In the end the wolf sang. . .

I wish it were longer . . .
the voyage
the adventure . . .
it took me places . . . I wanted to see. . .
it gave me a reason
for being . . .
and gave me love
and peace . . .
and in the end
the wolf sang
a melody
woven . . .
between each beating
throb of my heart . . .

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Piano . . . today and forever . . .

 

PIANO - Some of the most beautiful piano music, in the world, is shared on Jamendo . . . inspiring, graceful, astonishing, gorgeous compositions . . . stage worthy and celestial. Peaceful tranquility will follow your listening as you absorb the music created by these gifted and talented artists.  Many of these musicians have already been exposed on this blog . . . and will continue to harmonize with my soul for a long time . . . but today I want to share a few more . .

I am looking for piano music today, but this also includes some of the other keyboarding compositions that fall into the genre of piano/ambient . . .

Some I feel inspired to write a poetic response which is included at the end of the album, or a short review . . .

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The piano has a place . . .
un-denied,
so softly she shines
and rolls like a mighty river
the power beneath the surface . . .
a ripple upon the glassy surface,

protective yet passionate,
expressive yet mute,
a star uncovered by a little cloud . . .
and then tucked away again,
weaving in and out like
a glowing ballerina . . .

each note
a strike against my heart . . .
uplifted or down . . .
feelings most profound  . . .
I hear and recognize emotions
most human . . . yet
melodies sung by an angel
through each stroke of a key along
the ledge of a stairway
flying up higher
yet higher still,
I dance along each note . . .
melodies to carry me.

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I want to see those hands fly across those keys . . .

it releases a flood of profound emotion within the heart of the listener.

Pure perfection . . .

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And one of my favorite pianists and composers on Jamendo - this piece was already reviewed by Orangeupurple : 

(this song is not pure piano . . . but it gives me great joy . . .)

 

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Beauty in the Darkness . . .
02/01/11
This song is very compelling - "Heart of Darkness" is a thought of night . . . deep and dark and subtle . . . . . giving brightness to the smallest of points of light and strengthening awareness of the smallness of humanity in the universe . . . the limits of our own narrow spaces . . . and here in the darkness we see the hugeness of the Universe. . . and we find our vulnerability here . . . we are vulnerable to evil but also to hope . . . and thus we come to know our humanity best in the darkness . . . and here we also recognize our own darkness. . . and feeling our beating hearts we gather together . . to dance by the fire . . .

Very beautiful music . . .

- M^^W -

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WOW

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Strikingly magic . . . those flying fingers thrill the listener . .
the heart beats more strongly
the soul is more exhilarated . . .

The listener feels uplifted and exalted . . .

The pianist has a profound talent . . . that enlightens the listener . . .
This music is filling my classroom with power and peace . .
beauty and an uplifting of the spirit . . . perfection . .
are those human hands that run along the piano keys like that?
or are they the song of an angelic voice? Perhaps a touch of both
are giving me the chills, I am experiencing, at the beauty expressed
through my computer's speakers . . . but no . . . I think it is magic . . .
the shine and glow of magic flows over me . . . as I listen . . .

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loveliness that transcends . . .

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Here is another musician who left his beautiful album

on Jamendo . . .

a treasure chest of heart touching music,

to flow across the ether

and fill our 

dark moods with understanding,

and love . . . and with a gorgeous, heavenly peace

completes the listener's day

and then this musician never returned?

Perhaps in another guise . . . 

I hope . . .

These are piano and instrumental compositions

with a positive and moving outlook,

uplifting and meaningful . . .

and many of these tunes brought me to tears .  .  .

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Oh . . be still my heart:

 

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Classic beauty . .
relaxing and flowing,
as a quiet walk
in an early morning,
at peace
with a gentle world. . . .
and wings to lift
above the pastel risen sun,
the air so cool
and full of glowing drops
of precious rainbows . . .
reflecting the thoughts
of a wandering mind  . . 
a beautiful atmosphere full
of exceptional music . . .
the piano drives me up
and up . . . forever higher . . .
I am touched
I am so very moved by the
beauty of this music . . .
and its spiritual reflection 
. . . the music so dense with angels' wings. . .
so capable of absorbing
all of my tears.

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Shyam Monk - Peaceful Guitar . . .

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With a warm voice and a softly strumming guitar
this musician moves into your heart
your home
and clears the spaces of drifting souls,
lost and bewildered . .
he guides them away
to find their road
where they travel
until they reach the Tree
where they are nourished and grow
and climb into the heaven
of their dreams . .

fly away
fly away sweet dreams
and land on the lips
of the singer
spending words
of wisdom
and heart . . .

Shyam Monk plays a gentle, meditative, acoustic guitar, and he dreams for us . . . from the depths of his heart . . . a sweet soul, a sweet song with which to drift away, rest, and fly on warm uplifting breezes.

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I Miss You!

Tunnel at Multnomah Falls, Oregon

I Miss You

it hurts. . .

a knife deeply gouges
right into the center
of my everything,
where blood is spilled as
transparent drops
flooding down my face,
like a song,
flowing from my heart

I taste the salt
of my despair
as my memories
place you
in the pockets
of my vision;

I hug the red pillow
where your head laid
a few hours ago
and I breath deeply of
the living essence of you;

I touch the places you touched
imagining the grains of time
you left behind . .

and yet far away you stand
on this small planet
as if a universe were created
within this interval,
between now
and tomorrow;

and the rain comes down 

through the hole
torn in heaven . . .

and the rain comes down

with a wistful sigh. . .

and the rain comes down

and mingles with my tears,

and the rain comes down.

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Delicately beautiful, dreamy, sad and a little lost . . . 
A new artist on Jamendo . . . 

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Rocks for Sale!

Portland, Pioneer Place 2011

Remember when you

             sat by the side of our dusty country

     road

          selling stones,

                           which you found there . . .

and we laughed

               at the boy who

                                wanted candy . . . .

                                   then

someone, perhaps an angel,

                              strolled up

           to your little stand,

                          and bending down

discussed with you

                    the merits of each small gem . . .

          and smiling, he . . .

chose one,

                               giving you a dime . . .

which sparkled under the glances of the sun

                                                 reaching through the shade . . .

as you sat in your arbor,

           the deep black shadows

held you down . . .

                       and you watched your customer

                                                               disappear

                     into the distance .  .

down that hot, shimmering lane,

you in the deep black,

                               the tree branches still as stone

        in that hot summer air,                       

a lone bird sang

            a short dry melody . . .

and you turned your little coin 

slowly in your fingers . . .

                           your back to us . . .

forever

           that small boy

                            selling dreams . . .

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Review:

My favorite was "Wind Calling" with the beautiful flute like sounds and the way the music flowed across my space like a gentle breeze . . . in softly rolling waves . . it was very beautiful . . . smooth and chilling.

I also enjoyed the vocals in "Follow Me" and the bouncier percussion and energy pulled out of the song, more upbeat than the normal ambient that this artist provided in this album.

"Real Spirit" with the chimes and other exotic tones was another very appealing song . . . I loved the percussion and that strong echoey sound, and sometimes hearing a lovely sitar . . . very nice! The way the musical instruments wove in and out of each other was extraordinary.

This album was a very nice mix of peaceful ambient and upbeat happier songs . . . and even with the mix the album had a delightful flow. I always love this artist's music as the tunes are always exactly as advertised . . . the music is nicely composed, and prepared and ready to be downloaded and enjoyed . . .

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The short poem, "Rocks for Sale!" is based on truth . . . something that happened many, many years ago, regarding my youngest brother, Dean, someone who has been lost to me for a long, long time.

Goodbye - Hello

Saying Goodbye to Paris

My refrigerator holds an assortment of photos and clippings . . . comics that made me chuckle, stories that resonated with me . . . and poems that moved me . . . . Here is one. Its been on my fridge for a very long time . .  It came out of the Oregonian and is cracked and yellowed with age. So I copied it here for you to enjoy:

TO HOLD

A poem:

by Li-Young Lee, Chicago

So we're dust. In the meantime, my wife and I
make the bed. Holding opposite edges of the sheet,
we raise it, billowing, then pull it tight,
measuring by eye as it falls into alignment
between us. We tug, fold, tuck. And if I'm lucky,
she'll remember a recent dream and tell me.

One day we'll lie down and not get up.
One day, all we guard will be surrendered.

Until then, we'll go on learning to recognize
what we love, and what it takes
to tend what isn't for our having.
So often, fear has led me
to abandon what I know I must relinquish
in time. But for the moment,
I'll listen to her dream,
and she to mine, our mutual hearing calling
more and more detail into the light
of a joint and fragile keeping.
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Poetry is a delicate creation, always personal . . . For it means something slightly different to each and every observer . . . our pathways are our own . . . our moccasins fit only our feet . . . and we interpret the artistic communications of others through the lens of our own understandings . . . It is always a challenge to understand perfectly . . .

This story was like a dream itself ... .... reminding me that we are but temporal, and all that we think we own . . . is just momentarily in our grasp . . . our existence, and what we love, is beautiful and delicate and ephemeral as life, a mere wisp of mist streaming over the dew laden grass before the rising of the heat of day . . . and occasionally we remember that everything we have and we give is not ours at all . . . but something like the mist, which will return to us in the end . . . 

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. . . . like music . . . each note a sensation. . . like the touch of a feather that glances off the shoulder, where the wings once appeared, with strength and courage .  . What is music but the tender expressions of a being trying to become real and visible through the misty shields that come between beckoning souls. What is art, of any style, but the longing of an angel to say . . . "I am here . . . together we make a whole . . . the picture will be clear . .  if together we stand . . . " And in the meantime we make the beds and share our dreams . ..

I like this particular musician, Score Creationism. This is what he said in regards to this story-telling album (Let There Be Notes): "In the beginning music was created.  Man learned this and was punished.  Scores/Soundtracks for movies, games, or your life." That tickles me and the music gives a story of creation involving a little more than we are used to hearing . . . . Its worth listening to because its quite beautiful, and moving . ..  and I enjoyed it very much.

Hello . . .  Portland

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Gorgeous . .  surreal . . . uplifting . .  flutes . . . bells . . . song that welcomes the listener into the new day .  . lifting up into beautiful melody .. . harmonious and adventurous . . . A wonderful listen. 

Questing Love . . .

Portlandia, Portland Oregon 2010

You sit in the center of
your world and ask:
"Who are you?"

I answer:

"I am . .
I am yours . . .
I am your love . . .
the one who connects to you from beyond your world,
I am the piece of your heart
that you have been looking for . . .
. . . so many years
I will dive into your soul
where I can find the pearl of all wisdom,
all knowledge . ..
that which I have been seeking,
and I will give you the treasure
I have found within you .  .
you are my soul. . .
I have been looking for you . . . and I have found you. . ."

and in the center of my world . . .
I ask:
"Do you know me?"

You:

"Yes I recognize you,
I feel you inside my chest,
you give me the air I need and the warmth to my heart
and you fill my mind and thoughts
with the beautiful images that I send back to my heart
where I keep them all, to remember
when I am lonely,
yes I recognize you . . .

Why are you?"

I exist to give you joy and peace,
make you laugh,
and fill you with passionate ecstasy,
and share with you my vision,
my vistas, and my vanities . . .
all of me . . .
so that you feel less alone
in your world . . .

What are you?"

"I am here to catch your essences. . .
I was born to be with you
to be filled with you,
to find you and follow your star . ..
I was born to learn about you
and be learned by you. .

Where are you?"

I am here across the universes
across the sea of time
I am here inside your heart
I am here . . .

How are you?"

"I am filled with you my love,
I am you and you are me . .
our hearts so close
they beat as one . . .
we are . . .

We are one  .. . "

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Poem Written for: "Snowstorm Romance" by Lena Selyanina
Music to Dream With  (23/08/10)

My favorite time of life

     is when I am safely dreaming

          whether sleeping or awake

               and music like this puts me there:


                     I follow the notes of the piano

                          like stair steps to the unknown

                               created in heavenly grace

                                    and filled with ease.. .. ..

                                         endowed with love and expectations

                                              I rise higher and higher

                                                   until I realize

                                                        I have wings.


                                                             and I am loosed to fly

                                                                  in freedom and contentment
                                                                       
and I dream . . .
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The Caves of Heaven . . .

Paris 2010

Where can I hide

                      my small self

from the wrath                              

of the universe . . .

                  its paroxysms

less like a hiccup

than a catastrophic eruption                                               

of hot and angry fissures                         

                                              blasting molten lava at my fragile ego . . .

                                       From day to day I wander

by the trembling waves of the sea . . . .                   

until a pointed tide                         

                         curves over me,

                    and grasping me in its fist,

sweeps me like unwanted crumbs from a table

to be ground into the dust of the creations . . .                 

nothing I was

                                            and nothing I am still. . .

and yet

a conundrum. . .

                                       a puzzle in which I

am left with gaping holes of                        

lacking comprehension

and a looming presentiment of annihilation                            

                                                    My small footprints leave 

a shimmering trail

in the time swept sands of existence,                                  

            a beacon for this monster of vengeance

                         to follow. . . 

my flesh raw and tender,                                     

                      a sacrifice to my neon culpability 

as I struggle along the shoals                                                      

waiting for my death .. ..

where can I hide

                                       my small self

from the wrath                                        

            of my destruction?

Paris 2010

Missing You . . .

How I miss you . . .
when you have flown away
    from me . . .
the emptiness of my vision . . .
creates a hole in my world
where you once were ..


Your wings brush against my cheeks .. ..
as you fly and
I long to reach out  . .  try to seize
that one last feather . .  as it flashes in
the waning sunlight


just one memory to hold dear,
to watch it twirl in the air
aiming for my heart . . .
like a dart released
by a goddess . .  just one last look
of you . ..


one last dream


of holding you close,
                   fast, to my chest . .
to breathe your breath,
and touch your throbbing heart. . .
my hands trace the delicate
shape of your being . . .


you are an essence of me
I feel you in my heartbeat,
like a bird, fluttering against the crystal light.


I long to see you in the sunshine
and fly with you in the night .. ..


as you waft through my dreams,
like an angel,
I hold to every vision
of you . . . everything you do . ..
you say . ..
your look . .  when you look at me
I see my soul in your eyes . .
reflected there
and I long to stay . . .
always a reflection in you
safe inside of you


but these are the sentiments
of memory and dreams,
and even though I know you love me .  .
I long to taste the flavor of your mouth
and feel the warmth
of your strength . . .


when will you fly back to me . .
my love?
my eyes search the clouds
daily
and the face of the moon
in the night . . .
tears blur my eyes
and I see shadows of your lovely face
wherever I look . . .
and I know that you rest
in my heart forever . . .

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Tunes for "Vanlintines" by Van Syla

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Poem for: "Xiuxiueig Llunar" by Söd'Araygua 

- A gift from the Angels -


brightly sparkles the gem . . reflecting the fires of the sun . ..
a lullaby . .. to lull you into comfort and contentment . . .
a tale to enlighten you
and beauty to engage you . . .

wings to lift you into a perfect dream . . .
arms to encompass you . . .
a feeling of safety
a sprinkle of magic to charm you . ..

a music to become for you
the magic you need . . .
and dance with you . ..
down your hidden pathway . . .

And there you will find
all the treasure you desire
and a subtle passion
where joy resides . .

Beautiful is the song . . .
that lifts my spirits
such as this . . .
perfection from the angels . . .
a gift . . .


- M^^W -