The Sound of Midnight

The 5th sound collection
in a series of personal audio gatherings
based on current soul affairs

(photo by Valerie Clément)

time has changed
the days and their names reign meaningless
the hours wound, the days sicken
the overwhelming sadness wraps me like an eternal night sky
devoid of stars or moons, lonesome and nostalgic
~
the loved one becomes expelled, then cursed
he crumbles in aching seas and aging fears
he panics, he loses, and he gives up,
he tries again, but he fears everything and everyone,
he is left alone,
and he dies a bit more, and a bit less
~
the cure is never found, never remembered
it is a myth, a tale of dreamers in a poisoned world

I Dream of You

When the star gazes at me,
you appear

from beneath the mantle of time
beneath reality and illusion
beneath my thoughts and dreams

you're always there,
walking across star fields
like an unforgettable melody
in a timeless space



































but I can't never hold you,
you slip through my fingers
like the invisible essence
from a lost and forbidden dream

Emerald Thoughts

Alone in the Woods

- where am I?

















- what was that sound?