{"id":3940,"date":"2017-08-30T11:44:03","date_gmt":"2017-08-30T10:44:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/staging.rubymuse.co.uk\/?page_id=3940"},"modified":"2021-07-19T08:49:14","modified_gmt":"2021-07-19T07:49:14","slug":"poetry-2","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/staging.rubymuse.co.uk\/?page_id=3940","title":{"rendered":"POETRY"},"content":{"rendered":"<h5 style=\"color: #cccfd7; margin-left: 14px;\">THICK WITH BUDS<\/h5>\n<!--[if lt IE 9]><script>document.createElement('audio');<\/script><![endif]-->\n<audio class=\"wp-audio-shortcode\" id=\"audio-3940-1\" preload=\"none\" style=\"width: 350px;\" controls=\"controls\"><source type=\"audio\/mpeg\" src=\"https:\/\/staging.rubymuse.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/04\/Thick-With-Buds.mp3?_=1\" \/><a href=\"https:\/\/staging.rubymuse.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/04\/Thick-With-Buds.mp3\">https:\/\/staging.rubymuse.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/04\/Thick-With-Buds.mp3<\/a><\/audio>\n<p style=\"line-height: 1.4; margin-left: 15px;\">As trees we are<br \/>\nwith branches skied on a dusk-red reach<img loading=\"lazy\" class=\" wp-image-2919 alignright\" style=\"margin-right: 50px;\" src=\"https:\/\/staging.rubymuse.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/09\/Tree-RUBY.jpg\" width=\"200\" height=\"200\" \/><br \/>\ncaught between wing-tethered love<br \/>\nand cloud-sore disillusion<br \/>\nbattling with birds in our hair<br \/>\ntorn by the elements<br \/>\nworms twisting between our toes<br \/>\nOur seeded-selves, armoured, gut-fleshed<br \/>\nsilken-spored and cast to the winds &#8211;<br \/>\ngigantic knife-needle fronds<br \/>\nunfettered fly, and I can hardly bear this<br \/>\nsilver burgeoning<br \/>\n<\/br><br \/>\nSpring is shafted, and we\u2019re<br \/>\nhooked on the moon\u2019s bright finger<br \/>\nkicking at the stars<br \/>\nwhile the womb\u2019s tears flow<br \/>\nthick with buds\n<\/p>\n<p><\/br><\/p>\n<h5 style=\"color: #cccfd7; margin-left: 15px;\">GEISHA MOMENT<\/h5>\n<audio class=\"wp-audio-shortcode\" id=\"audio-3940-2\" preload=\"none\" style=\"width: 350px;\" controls=\"controls\"><source type=\"audio\/mpeg\" src=\"https:\/\/staging.rubymuse.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/Geisha-Moment.mp3?_=2\" \/><a href=\"https:\/\/staging.rubymuse.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/Geisha-Moment.mp3\">https:\/\/staging.rubymuse.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/Geisha-Moment.mp3<\/a><\/audio>\n<p style=\"line-height: 1.4; margin-left: 15px;\">Yearning for a slow-bright civilization<br \/>\n<img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-5404\" style=\"margin-right: 50px;\" src=\"https:\/\/staging.rubymuse.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/GEISHA-2-Creative-Commons-241x350.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"241\" height=\"350\" srcset=\"https:\/\/staging.rubymuse.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/GEISHA-2-Creative-Commons-241x350.jpg 241w, https:\/\/staging.rubymuse.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/GEISHA-2-Creative-Commons-768x1114.jpg 768w, https:\/\/staging.rubymuse.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/GEISHA-2-Creative-Commons-706x1024.jpg 706w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 241px) 100vw, 241px\" \/>where time slips free and<br \/>\nbeing pours itself out in spacious abandon<br \/>\nWhere a million sunsets flare<br \/>\nin forests of darkness \u2013 and the secret of night<br \/>\nis a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the dawn<br \/>\nAs the racing heart<br \/>\nof a stunned bird held in the palm<br \/>\nyields to the stillness of the healing hand<br \/>\n<\/br><br \/>\nAnd the moth caught in a spider\u2019s web<br \/>\nbecomes freed by small, soft fingers<br \/>\nto the garden air<br \/>\n<\/br><br \/>\nThere is a snow-capped mountain<br \/>\nwhose blossoms blow red with fire<br \/>\nyet we have no name for this<br \/>\n<\/br><br \/>\nAs each small word or deed<br \/>\nleaves its indelible trace<br \/>\non the unseen film of eternity<br \/>\n<\/br><br \/>\nI hold these thoughts<br \/>\nat a distance from my heart<br \/>\nlike thunder.<br \/>\n<\/br><br \/>\nAs on the day<br \/>\nI watched you fell<br \/>\nthe old, gnarled cherry tree<br \/>\n<\/br><br \/>\nStroke by perfect stroke<br \/>\nyour strong arms<br \/>\nits shaking bough<br \/>\n<\/br><br \/>\nSeeds floating down to the edge of my father\u2019s pool\u2026\n<\/p>\n<p><\/br><\/p>\n<h5 style=\"color: #cccfd7; margin-left: 14px;\">SUPERNOVA (ALWAYS AND FOREVER)<\/h5>\n<audio class=\"wp-audio-shortcode\" id=\"audio-3940-3\" preload=\"none\" style=\"width: 350px;\" controls=\"controls\"><source type=\"audio\/mpeg\" src=\"https:\/\/staging.rubymuse.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/Supernova.mp3?_=3\" \/><a href=\"https:\/\/staging.rubymuse.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/Supernova.mp3\">https:\/\/staging.rubymuse.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/Supernova.mp3<\/a><\/audio>\n<p style=\"line-height: 1.4; margin-left: 15px;\"><i>After \u2018Chandra\u2019s Telescope\u2019<\/i><br \/>\n<\/br><br \/>\nThese low pitched notes<br \/>\n<img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-5380\" style=\"margin-right: 50px;\" src=\"https:\/\/staging.rubymuse.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/S-Nova-Still.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"280\" height=\"222\" \/>In full rich scale descending<br \/>\nBreak over me like the heart<br \/>\nOf a dying star<br \/>\n<\/br><br \/>\nThey say we could be faultless<br \/>\nThe universe\u2019s most perfected entity<br \/>\nIn our burgeoning<br \/>\nNon-being<br \/>\n<\/br><br \/>\nBlack sun<br \/>\nScatter your fire-soaked garland of goodbyes<br \/>\nForever inward<br \/>\nAcross the blue, blue memory of the deep<br \/>\n<\/br><br \/>\nBreathe out one final holy howl<br \/>\nOne last great vast diapason<br \/>\nInto the receiving arms<br \/>\nOf silence<br \/>\n<\/br><br \/>\nThe weight of your absence<br \/>\nWill for aeons<br \/>\nCalibrate the paths of<br \/>\nYounger stars<br \/>\n<\/br><br \/>\nAnd as you fold your immensity<br \/>\nWithin and within<br \/>\nGreat rupturing soul<br \/>\nKnow this<br \/>\n<\/br><br \/>\nThe boundless measure of your leaving<br \/>\nSquares exactly<br \/>\nThe infinite beauty<br \/>\nOf your always and forever having been\n<\/p>\n<p><\/br><\/p>\n<h5 style=\"color: #cccfd7; margin-left: 14px;\">MAGRITTE&#8217;S MIDDAY MOON<\/h5>\n<audio class=\"wp-audio-shortcode\" id=\"audio-3940-4\" preload=\"none\" style=\"width: 350px;\" controls=\"controls\"><source type=\"audio\/mpeg\" src=\"https:\/\/staging.rubymuse.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/Magrittes-Midday-Moon.mp3?_=4\" \/><a href=\"https:\/\/staging.rubymuse.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/Magrittes-Midday-Moon.mp3\">https:\/\/staging.rubymuse.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/Magrittes-Midday-Moon.mp3<\/a><\/audio>\n<p style=\"line-height: 1.4; margin-left: 15px;\">Small wonder that I bite myself<br \/>\nto gnaw within comes naturally enough<br \/>\n<img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-5383\" style=\"margin-right: 50px;\" src=\"https:\/\/staging.rubymuse.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/Shadow-Train-Magritte-SkyEye-cc-IMAGE.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"280\" height=\"191\" \/>in the break of each strangely sumptuous<br \/>\nmythological morning<br \/>\nTattered crows claw the necks of the streetlamps<br \/>\nand my garden burgeons with weeds<br \/>\n<\/br><br \/>\nI can feel them grow<br \/>\n<\/br><br \/>\nI wonder<br \/>\nif the leylandii we planted<br \/>\nwill ever stop<br \/>\nwill go on and on<br \/>\nand up and up<br \/>\nlike giant Giacometties<br \/>\nin taut parallel<br \/>\npiercing the sky<br \/>\nscratching out the stars<br \/>\ncasting gigantic shadows back to earth<br \/>\n<\/br><br \/>\nCatching<br \/>\nlittle clouds and aeroplanes<br \/>\nin their sickle branches<br \/>\nand raining them down like confetti<br \/>\nto ruin the neighbours\u2019 neat intentions<br \/>\n<\/br><br \/>\nAnd all the while<br \/>\npavilioned in splendour<br \/>\nour little band plays on<br \/>\nevery song<br \/>\nmute as a mystery<br \/>\nunder Magritte\u2019s Midday Moon<br \/>\n<\/br><br \/>\n\u00a9 Jools Heyes\/Malcolm Heyes<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin: 0px 0px 0px 14px;\"><b>AMBIENT POETRY 1 \u00a0(4-track EP) \u00a0\u00a0<a style=\"color: #ff00ff;\" href=\"https:\/\/staging.rubymuse.co.uk\/?page_id=3979\">available here<\/a><\/b>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0<span style=\"color: #99ccff;\">&#8216;Moody and magnificent&#8217; <em>Twin Poetry London<\/em><\/span><a href=\"https:\/\/staging.rubymuse.co.uk\/?page_id=3979\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\" wp-image-3943 alignright\" style=\"margin-right: 100px;\" src=\"https:\/\/staging.rubymuse.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/Poetry-EP-1-Img-350x344.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"100\" height=\"98\" srcset=\"https:\/\/staging.rubymuse.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/Poetry-EP-1-Img-350x344.jpg 350w, https:\/\/staging.rubymuse.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/Poetry-EP-1-Img-75x75.jpg 75w, https:\/\/staging.rubymuse.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/Poetry-EP-1-Img-768x755.jpg 768w, https:\/\/staging.rubymuse.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/Poetry-EP-1-Img-1024x1006.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 100px) 100vw, 100px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>THICK WITH BUDS As trees we are with branches skied on a dusk-red reach caught between wing-tethered love and cloud-sore disillusion battling with birds in our hair torn by the elements worms twisting between our toes Our seeded-selves, armoured, gut-fleshed silken-spored and cast to the winds &#8211; 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