Lyria

Between the colours of the introverted Double-spaced cantilevered pages The Muse plays her Lyria Untangling sound from sinuous words Though unspoken, yet by the voice of time, Alive with the wakeful abstinence Of intent long ago placed in their Energetic and resplendent composure. The music of a nectar-filled kiss Touched upon the wings of a […]

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Blue Eyes

  This is me flying by the seat of my pants as they say, experimenting with channelling a poem on the spot on camera. Despite the odd hiccup, the imagery in my own mind was very strong and so was the sentiment. I’d be interested to know if any of you can feel the energy […]

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Lyria

Between the colours of the introverted Double-spaced cantilevered pages The Muse plays her Lyria Untangling sound from sinuous words Though unspoken, yet by the voice of time, Alive with the wakeful abstinence Of intent long ago placed in their Energetic and resplendent composure. The music of a nectar-filled kiss Touched upon the wings of a […]

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The Spear King

  The Spear King  –   You are a welcome thorn in my side, Ever reminding me of what I am here to do. You dwell beneath my soul like A spectre from an ancient land, Ever present in my dreams and In my heart. You haunt me with your thoughts, And the brilliance with […]

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The Delicate Evangelist

The Delicate Evangelist If I remember your face, I’ll be too close to you; I’ll remember what it’s like To touch you; To feel the thrill of your presence. Inside me. You’d be inside of me; My chest would heave with you, And I wouldn’t want To let you go. I’d want to search Your […]

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