Archive for August 2012

To Lay the Pencil Down   8 comments

The time has come the writer said
With the lead in my 2B now gone
This phase in life, this turn of phrase
The line as written now way too long

Of pursuits unknown to search the land
To capture the essence within a breath
This worded page, this flowing ink
The well is dry, full stop, no regrets

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Posted 24/08/2012 by DarKarsean in Uncategorized

Tumult   2 comments

Hot
Life
Private
Pleasure
Dreams

Posted 22/08/2012 by DarKarsean in Musing, poem, poetry, Uncategorized

A Limited Conversation   6 comments

In old men’s wisdom I listened to their words,
for to drink an ocean, it has to start with one sip

I walked the road I did not want to write
and found it potholed with clichés and metaphors

It was there, under great lights, that a thousand hands
struck and blew my mind on cigarettes

I’ll put you in the picture

I put her heart back where I found it
for it had been done to death by poets

I am a reader with small thoughts and there
between the stone roses I read her words

The sound in her writing; as her words cried the
ink ran and a score of blackbirds flew from the paper

I have often thought of myself born too early

“Alright sweet bird, now fly away” she cried
with sun beating down on milling crowd of ghosts

“She looks like …..” then the voice trails off to a whisper
before saying, “someone I knew”

The band played goodnight as snippets
of overheard conversations lay rested on the floor

When did they turn the lights off?

Posted 13/08/2012 by DarKarsean in Musing, poem, poetry, Uncategorized

Out of Time   5 comments

Posted 10/08/2012 by DarKarsean in Uncategorized

The Winter of Forgotten Gods   2 comments

The Winter of Forgotten Gods

The winter felt long
heavier maybe than last year

Elesy stood, engulfed in curtains of mist,
her dark brooding, evident within the swirling
black cumulus clouds surrounding her

Her companion, the god Aiolos, keeper
of storm winds, squalls and tempests
stood in solemn stance protecting

Standing behind them in the winds of Aiolos
I watched, feeling heavy of limb

Elesy stood, her heart wrenched from within
The cold of winter seeping into her body
Where was the warmth of love she craved

Another body of love taken from her
Another failure of Aphrodite
It was not my fault she screamed

The winter felt long
buffeted by the winds of Aiolos

She wanted to dream of times of Apollo
but they became nightmares, haunted
by Ares, the god of war and blood-lust

Elesy, Elesy, Elesy, search for your love
Life is not lost, not even amongst the gods
Artemis, virgin goddess of the hunt, caresses

The winter may feel long, but it is no heavier
You are a goddess of self who will find love

Posted 08/08/2012 by DarKarsean in Musing, poem, poetry, Uncategorized

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Dr Niamh On The Plum Tree

I am moved and amazed at the response that project Song of Sahel is receiving from members of the Plum Tree Group. The Secret Keeper aka Jennifer Kiley kicked off the response by making a making a badge for her site, with all the links back to here. I still don’t know how she managed it. Perhaps by the grace of the goddess, Jennifer will teach me how to do it.

Jennifer is a tour de force in blog-land. She is a voracious blogger, compassionate, generous and has made a wonderful contribution to The Song of Sahel.

Jennifer’s activity inspired a whole sluagh (Irish for a lot) of activity.  Susie Bertie and DiAnne Ebejer quickly followed suit with unique and quirky blog responses. In Suzie’s blog, she speaks of the “artists, writers, poets, dreamers & drifters, and the occasional dancing bear that make up the “international tribe of creatives! who are…

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Posted 06/08/2012 by DarKarsean in Uncategorized

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Shirani Rajapakse

I’ve been busy working with friends from around the world on a new anthology to be launched next month.  Song Of Sahel brings together some of the artists who collaborated on Every Child Is Entitled to Innocence as well as many new and interesting artists. Song Of Sahel is unique as it is not merely poetry and prose but will include paintings, artwork, music and photography along with poetry and prose. Song Of Sahel will be published by Plum Tree Books as a multi-media kindle and will be available on Amazon. Proceeds of the sales will go to SOS Sahel, an NGO working in the Sahel region of Africa.

The Song Of Sahel is yet another brainchild of my friend Dr. Niamh Clune.  A month ago Niamh decided to bring together a group of artists to produce this unique anthology to help raise awareness and the much needed funds to…

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Posted 06/08/2012 by DarKarsean in Uncategorized

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