Thursday, 8 September 2022

Scilla's prayer

shhhhh, 

quiet now,

shhhhh, 


oh my soul, 

let it go,

let this demonic wave pass, 


let the poor child flee,

let her go to the happy madness of 

we who’ve  braved the chaos of broken hearts and lonely days


let the crying lady 

enter her era of silence and observation 

let her weep, weep, weep,  and suddenly stand!


let her run hurriedly into this abyss, 

let her  test willfully, the stupid of her curious,

shhhhh


quiet now, 

oh my soul, 

let it go...


she's busy and empty,

a meek little sheep, 

let it go...


let her seek this silly paradise, 

where the God she loves resides, 

let her walk…


let her pray 

let her try, 

let her find this evasive thing



* from the rising sun to the shifting moon*

everyday of her life 

Oh Yahweh! 


 meet her there...


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dnzAqvEpDh4 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G46G78NTJRc



Monday, 23 May 2022

An ode to dead souls


 

we're the dead. 

talking sceptres

giggling skeletons and monologues.

   

tongue is very soft & giddy. 

but the dialogue follows a taut path.

we believe in the speeches we ululate:


in this world,

the choicest path is to journey to self,

to follow the vocal heart.


appease its loudest desires 

and say oneday to the gods: "we kept the faith" 

"...finished the course" of this unstable little organ. 

 

and so we die babbling to the grave 

dipping the mouth in many many dialogues

summiting the apex of the world’s wisdom 


at our ashes we arrive 

tilling  the world’s monologue

gleaning from it, the glorious curtsy of men


approaching the grave, 

with loud ideas about the staunch cul-de-sac  

Moving into the ethereal, trusting the gospel of many tongues

 

renouncing the narrow path!

yielding to the many extremes of the wider road 

...amusing self …


delightful souls, we are. 

dying unrestrained

…slowly to the irreversible oblivion 





 























 

                 

                          

                   

 




                 













Thursday, 28 April 2022

Come closer love

                 shy glances

       mischievous whispers 

           sweet chuckles

                easy silence


           Scilla is looking for home. 


  giggling traveler 

timid strides

longest journey

worthy quest


                          to you.

  looking for you...

come closer love.


                                





Thursday, 6 January 2022

Party pooper

There goes humanity yet again,

Flaunting  their existential stupidity, 

Celebrating another crossover into imaginary happiness. 


They think themselves mighty little gods.

as they stretch their mortality to eternity.

This is that proverbial bliss of idiots, on a global scale.


Thoughtless libations to a new set of 12 months. 

Who amongst us, stops to think : where is it all leading to? 

An annual commotion arriving, eventually, at a gravestone. 


I was told to shut up, 

And empty the head of all such thought, 

And it’s true, I yearn to flee that book of Ecclesiastes!


I wish for sweet wine , delicious eats & perhaps even a little romance

But He assaults my sleep, 

mangles my head to pieces with his celestial insights, again & again 


Find rest  my little neurons 

sit in the joy of this silly moment, 

...Cheers to you ... 


Indulge a bit little one.

but I am prey, 

 target for his inconvenient wisdom 


I wish for a little lull 

I wish for a little merriness, a little imaginary peace Jehovah. 

...oh Yahweh! have mercy on my busy heart? 


*Let me return to God... 

*and sit there with my unrequited supplications.

* not my will but yours...yours my king 


Happy new year 

 https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=j7Uj_B0KNgU

Hosea 6


“Come, let us return to the Lord.
He has torn us to pieces
    but he will heal us;
he has injured us
    but he will bind up our wounds.
After two days he will revive us;
    on the third day he will restore us,
    that we may live in his presence.
Let us acknowledge the Lord;
    let us press on to acknowledge him.
As surely as the sun rises,
    he will appear;
he will come to us like the winter rains,
    like the spring rains that water the earth.


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uJVi0j6Zr4k&list=RDuJVi0j6Zr4k&start_radio=1