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Posted by on September 22, 2014 in Art, Drawing, Lyrics, Music, Notes, Photography, Poetry

 

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Heal Video

Heal Video

Our video for ‘Heal’

Dedicated to the memory of Vincent B. Doherty.

 
 

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Death by Love


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And there she was dying
And the death didn’t stop
It found her at every step
And covered her like a blanket
Consuming her until she could bare it no more
What is this love she felt?
A wasted heart
A wasted soul
A wasted purpose
What became of the joy?
And the most excruciating part of the pain –
That was as tangible as a taught string
At breaking point
As audible as a solitary violin on a single note –
The consumption of the grief
On a loop
And one continuous thought –
The holder of the heart frozen in time
Hers alone was the pain to hold

C Flaxton

 
 

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The Broken Jar


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 I heard a sad old tale about
 A broken jar that sat alone
 In a forgotten old house -
 That sat on a mountain top
 The broken jar contained
 A fragile heart
 Still beating a rhythm 
 For everyone to admire
 Sitting pretty on its own
 Upon a silken shelf of shells
 It sat there lost - living on
 The heart blood red beating
 For a thousand years
 Untouched by a single hand
 The dust gathered all the while
 As the jar grew weak
 Sunlight starved
 Gazing eyes couldn’t 
 Peer in 
 But the heart beat on -
 Given freely to a glass solitude
 Until each guardian had died -
 The jar stood 
 Gathering forgotten days
 Laying under a blanket cloud
 The jar shattering under the strain
 Glass broken 
 Within the wind floated away as dust
 But the heart beat on -
 Circling above the open wound
 Love birds called to the heart
 Lovingly sweeping down 
 And upon their song
 The heart was buried into the ocean
 And as it dropped
 Still beating into the depths
 The love birds circled around
 Weeping a thousand sorry 
 Blood red tears

C Flaxton
 
 

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Nude in Pink Light


Nude in Pink Light

by the hand that draws the nude...



C Flaxton
 

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Shadowland


Shadowland

 As time passes by
 And your fate is sealed
 You'll remember the butterfly
 that danced in your mind
 & floated you away
 On a sea of love - my friend
 Upon the dying kiss
 Her love returned
 She is swimming in a sea of dust
 Where the heart roams free
 Her love lives in the shadows
 In the Shadowland
 The ticking of a clock
 Weighted down by time
 The ship that leaves the dock
 The sea that rises up
 The Universe will part
 as she let her old heart break
 A wound to her soul
 Returning to the shadow world
 She is swimming in a sea of dust
 Where the heart roams free
 Her love lives in the shadows
 In the Shadowland

C Flaxton
 
 

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Loves Ghost


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 Extract a line
 From a letter 
 Make it real
 Read it
 Believe it
 Written words with hidden hope
 Add some time
 Seasons 
 Wind
 Rain
 Winter
 Sun
 And
 Let it pass
 Just let it pass
 Do not count the days
 Let them fall
 Like the playing
 Of a single everlasting note
 Let the days pass
 Let them pass
 To tell a story 
 There’s a love that lives - North
 The wind blows more cold to her now
 Woken up – from a long sleep
 Love and loves words found a way to her
 And danced around her heart
 Weaving a tale - weaving a dream
 Sowing - sowing deep within
 A clock that's ticking
 Count the days
 No – let them pass
 Just let them go
 Let them go
 Let them pass
 Count the days
 Count the days
 Yes - count the days
 Then apply shock
 Extract her heart from the dream
 Forget her name in the warm spring
 And as the blossom falls from the trees
 The sun shines onto her bones
 And if you get close
 You’ll hear her
 Whisper
 Count the days
 Count the days
 Count the days 
 And
 Count the days
 Number - remember
 No - let them pass
 Let them pass
 Pass 
 Nothing 
 No nothing is left
 Only loves ghost
 
 
 

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