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Sands

Well hello my poetic brethren.

 The time has come for yet more spewings from the mind to be shared amongst you. This time I have been partially inspired by a book I'm reading at the moment and partially by a dream I had. I'm pretty sure the two were linked anyway. So let me whisk you friends into the mystical world of Sands.

 

 

Sands

Vision blurred as focus regains
dream of...

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Earth Lament

( A french poem with english translation )

 

J'irai allonger ma tête dans la cavité de la pierre,

Pour ne plus entendre  les lamentations de la Terre.

L'arbre, sur l'horizon, se déracine,

Et laisse son feuillage  s'envoler dans les vents.

Les oiseaux ont laissé leur pavillon d'été.

Je mettrai sur mes épaules le manteau de ta prése...

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.BLAKE’S LULLABY

(A work in progress & in constant evolution...)

 

What would say William Blake if he saw this world post-revolution?

What would he say if he had been witness of the greatest cataclysm of

human heart?

What would he think about universalization when his gaze turned to

New America?

Can its spirit be dumb?

 

He  wrote an answer in the form of a lullaby.

Howev...

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Threshold bride

 

It stands the ground

Rock aligned to castle

Monstrous figure of a rise

 

Bell legends  of fog and mist lovers

What was there?

Is it an uncertain faith?

 

Go to sleep

What no speech

 

Form lady grey, no green   with evil eyes

Done and be done

 

She sits face to face

Sits on the company

Blade raised in vivid

She burns the w...

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