Poems by Members - page 4
Be still in the void Find energy in black holes Transform it to light. Listen between words Spaces reveal unspoken Thoughts, deep-seated truth.
The routine we faced day by day Set out our lives in an ordered way, From when we rose at break of dawn Until late at night, when with a yawn Once more to be found in a warm bed With soft silk pillows to lay at our head. To slowly drift into a tranquil deep sleep, Where in occasionally dreams would creep. Mutual body warmth was a sure safeguard To prevent sudden waking, then it's hard To return once more to slumbers deep, Instead bed covers tossed in an untidy heap. Yet when this cushion's no longer there, A situation you find so very hard to bear, Tears flow freely at such moments of doubt When you reflect on how things turned out. Alas, time can never, ever be turned back. Sands of time must slowly heal the crack That fractured your well-organised life, Replaced by sadness and ongoing strife As you dissect your life in search of hope. Expunge any lasting guilt so you can cope With the trauma of being sadly left alone, All that remains, memories you have known.
For Jenny Strike up and strum, beat the antique drum; fuse cultures, crescent shedding light on cross dressing down topsy-turvy rhythmic enhance the festive colours of gyrating belly dance in market place of music trading partners enthus- iastic orgiastic navel display – Midsummer Night’s Dream to crown the doting day, Radio Tarifa blending wordless breaths of Moor and Spaniard to the death of all hostility, song, sex and trance crusading for the cause of measureless dance.