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There is a voice of comfort,
a poet of the truth
chords interwoven in every crack,
to lighten and to sooth.
Silken syllables singing
like distant thunders' clouds
to the lonely, humble ones
whose candles soon burn out.

A blessing from a being,
bestowed between the bad
who sat upon his whispered throne;
beaten, black and ironclad.
The boon from a saint of satin tongue
to those humanity fit;
humble thinkers, meek and strong
of kindest hearts and fathers' wit.

There is a voice of comfort,
for all who soon pass on.
When the darkness closes in
to where you thought you belonged.
It will pass you on with dignity,
mirror mentors of the Minoan
"Hineini, Hineini. Here I am,"
sings the ghost of Leonard Cohen
I was quite shattered the day I read Leonard Cohen had passed on, Only recently I'd aquired his latest album, released only weeks before his death. On this album, -as in most of his work, he was the comforting voice who was no less than the perfect friend on the late, dark nights when thoughts wander, grandfather clocks tick and cats purr. I owe him
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"You want it darker, we **** the flame"
L.C.
 Nov 2016 SG Holter
ryn
Blush
 Nov 2016 SG Holter
ryn
The light touches
of the wind,
caress the blush
in reddened cheeks.

Gentle fingers abscond
with the moisture
in hapless tears.

Teasing playfully,
the obstinacy
of wayward strands.

Inciting a smile
from a heavy heart,
lifting off the anvil
that carry all fears.
 Nov 2016 SG Holter
chimaera
a sill & a window,
the frame.
silly hold!,
for a feather's halo,
for a hole's sake.

unpacked.
standing.
frozen threshold.
night has dawned
to feast on light.

silence reverberates.
autophagically.
circularly.
time over time.

there's nothing to life
that death knows not.
11.10.16
 Nov 2016 SG Holter
chimaera
sandbox.
for castles
to be washed away.
the heart needs
to be fed.
magic wand.
now you see it,
now you don't.
play with it,
jongleur,
the moon sand.
23.10.16
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 Nov 2016 SG Holter
chimaera
wording
 Nov 2016 SG Holter
chimaera
here, silence echoes
the vibratos
of distant forests,
its longing.
10 w
31.10.16
 Nov 2016 SG Holter
chimaera
exhibit
 Nov 2016 SG Holter
chimaera
oh yes,
said the painter,
i've had
a bird phase,
but the pane
was a blur.
and the canvas,
one shade of white,
that's my drill
on blind wings.
4.11.16
 Nov 2016 SG Holter
chimaera
older.

(not elder)

still.

older.

my kingdom
for your kiss.
10 w
21.11.2016
 Nov 2016 SG Holter
nivek
what would you give
how far would you go
self denial to release love

a second chance?
a mile?
deny your appetites in order to change the World?
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