TBT: Deep Breath (2005)

Take a deep breath

It starts with pain
a few tears
a breaking heart
nothing left
no smiles
no laugh
only time
to heal
to grieve
to ponder
to wish
no comfort
no rest
only patience
you don't have
you don't crave
nothing left
a few tears
a few fears
a few years
only time
only time

Deep

Breath

(c) Marc Noël 2005

Ascent

All I need is a quick touch
A fast quip
A big thrust
You’ve got a long story to tell

All I need is to be perfect
A good memory
A stable affect
You’ve got a lot of secrets to tell

Dedicated to Spurious_ECG
(c) Marc Noël 2016

TBT: Three Angels (2011)

Never-
My heart
Felt the stir
Of broken emotions
Tell me how to recover
When I fall and fall and fall

Sometimes-
My heart
Heard the hope
Of laughing chilren
Tell me how one finds
When I'm lost and lost and lost

Always-
My heart
Feared the illusion
Of repeating promisses
Tell me why I should stay
When I cry and cry and cry

Rarely-
My heart
Yearned the rest
Of sleeping angels
Tell me why one hates
When I love and love and love

(c) Marc Noël 2011

Ludophile

Listen to the music of the heart
It’s where your passion got its start
You never knew what made you astonished
But for making elegance into an art

Read the fantasy of the soul
It’s where your creativity took hold
You never knew what made you mystified
But for making mundane break the mold

Play in the theatre of the mind
It’s where your personality got defined
You never knew what made you flourish
But for making the world more refined

Dedicated to the Ludophiles
(c) Marc Noël 2016

TBT: Filon Lanos Thenossa (2004)

This church is small. Only four rows of benches line each side of the church, with a small altar standing but a foot above the floor. The smell of spring fills the air, though it is winter outside. Several candles light the entrance and the altar. An old ash chair on the wall behind the altar sits the priest.

Filon Lanos Thenossa sits alone in the church, meditating. He is young for his order, even if this is a small church. At fifteen years old, he assisted to the priest before him. When he passed away, Filon, then seventeen, had been given the task of attending to the church until a replacement could be found. When it was obvious that no one would come to such a lone village, Filon was ordained. He took the spiritual task seriously, even if events were few and far between. Most of them were funerals in the past few years.

Inwardness

Tell me what I need to witness
I’ve never healed a broken heart
It takes a special kind of energy
To force two souls apart

I can’t begin show you
Want you don’t want to see
You’ve never looked past
What made you flee

Tell me what I need to question
I’ve never looked beyond my mistake
It takes a special kind of strength
To force a new world awake

I can’t begin show you
Want you don’t want to believe
You’ve never looked past
What made you leave

(c) Marc Noël 2016

TBT: What Makes The Light Within (2003)

You say you like to dream
You will be a stranger to me
I'll explain the message
The answer to your question
What lies in the depths

I think you were a general
I will learn to be your soldier
I'll listen to domination
The weapon in my hand
While we shed blood

You say you like to laugh
You will be funny to me
I'll explain the dream
The kind of strange world
Where you are from

I think you are good
I will learn to be your wings
I'll look for the light
The tear in my heart
What lies in the depths

You say you are tired
You will be my friend
I'll remember my people
The kind of life we had
When we first met

I think you are evil
I will learn to be your darkness
I'll listen to the silence
The fear in my soul
Where you are from

You say you are brave
You will be my villain
I'll remember your mission
The kind of reputation we had
While we shed blood

I think you were a messenger
I will learn to be your meaning
I'll look for the passage
The slyness in my smile
When we first met

(c) Marc Noël 2003

Flee The Underground

Arrow to my heart
You had me at the start
Found you turning phrases
Instead of fighting blazes

Stay on alert
Monsters want to hurt
Found you walking for days
Hindered by a lot of delays

Make yourself useful
You’ll want to stay neutral
Found you making voices
While making powerful choices

Dedicated to "Chronowolf"
(c) Marc Noël 2016