Mare Somniorum » Poetry http://terje.kvernes.no A not so structured mind. Tue, 08 Nov 2011 13:47:16 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.1 en hourly 1 Thawing plains http://terje.kvernes.no/archive/2008/12/08/thawing-plains/ http://terje.kvernes.no/archive/2008/12/08/thawing-plains/#comments Mon, 08 Dec 2008 07:37:32 +0000 terjekv http://terje.kvernes.no/?p=108 Night swallowed our lands
with ravens flocking in the moonlight.

A long day of battle
has drawn to a close.

The cold heart of man
now yielding to the chill of night.

Silence on every hill
our cries devoured by the darkness.

Victory! We claim.
As rubies formed from frozen blood
glimmer across the fields.

Unmoved and eternal
for this one night.

]]> http://terje.kvernes.no/archive/2008/12/08/thawing-plains/feed/ 0 From the mist http://terje.kvernes.no/archive/2007/12/16/from-the-mist/ http://terje.kvernes.no/archive/2007/12/16/from-the-mist/#comments Sun, 16 Dec 2007 06:33:02 +0000 terjekv http://terje.kvernes.no/archive/2007/12/16/from-the-mist/ And out of the mist came the city.
The city of dreams.

Its spires rose through the sky
cutting through the mist like beacons of hope.

Reaching to the skies
pointing to the heaves of which I can only dream.

Immutable, immovable, immortal.
Eternal they stand tall.

My journey is at its end.
Under these towers I shall rest.

Forever in their shadow I remain.

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Walk with me.

My world,
my space,
my being,
my soul.

Walk with me.

I am fire,
I am ice,
I am life,
I am death.

Walk with me.

Quelled by the path,
fixed into destiny,
swallowed by the drummers beat,
walk with me.

Walk with me,
you will be all you can be.

Take my hand,
there is no other.

Walk with me.

For whence you came,
you will never return.
My hand is right here.
Walk with me.

I will be your companion,
on the long road.

My place is at your side.
Fate is what it always will be.

Come on.
Walk with me.

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the roar bellows
as the demons
rise

Blood boils
heating the flesh
Chemistry twisting
all vision

Thoughts clutter
memories fade
darkness comes
the beast lives

Out of the void
the howl devours the soul
Pain becomes pleasure
feeding upon itself

The skin tears
every muscle screams
fury pumped throughout
and the fire burns

It calls
We abide

Darkness envelops all.
Its wake dusted with tears.

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stretches itself towards the sky
while reaching forand the ground

It grows to reach every goal
it expands in the space
between either promised land

Every reach
fails
as one hope grows distant

Left to its own life
it grows into the intermediate space
filling it with its being

Every season
every day
every heartbeat

The willow expands
into the hollow space
between the heavens
and the earth

Reaching neither

Always weeping
for what could have been

]]> http://terje.kvernes.no/archive/2007/08/14/life/feed/ 0 Talk of an angel http://terje.kvernes.no/archive/2007/08/06/talk-of-an-angel/ http://terje.kvernes.no/archive/2007/08/06/talk-of-an-angel/#comments Mon, 06 Aug 2007 00:00:44 +0000 terjekv http://terje.kvernes.no/archive/2007/08/06/talk-of-an-angel/ Silence Broken The trees whisper to me the faintest song the eternal pulse of life The voice mesmerizes. I dream. I float. I sense. I am. There is no reflection. There is no thought. There is no judgement. I am. And then the angel falls into silence. And I wake. ]]> http://terje.kvernes.no/archive/2007/08/06/talk-of-an-angel/feed/ 0 The sand in my hand http://terje.kvernes.no/archive/2002/05/20/the-sand-in-my-hand/ http://terje.kvernes.no/archive/2002/05/20/the-sand-in-my-hand/#comments Mon, 20 May 2002 13:13:58 +0000 terjekv http://terje.kvernes.no/archive/2007/07/30/the-sand-in-my-hand/ Sand, the finest sand running through my fingers. A clenched fist trying in vain to hold back. But the sand runs on. My grip thigtens only forcing the sand out faster. But even from a loose grip the sand still runs much to fast. 
And the sand is eventually
followed
by tears.

Håvard, I hope you read this sometime. It’s been too long, I hope you’re doing well.

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