Enter Hyperborea

I move around giant leaves, hung from prehistoric trees
I watch upon a buried small trove, and silver web wove
Forgotten crumbling fortress abode left for time, nevermind
Why have you a shadow in your eye, past window dimly by?

Silent watcher, fearless archer, wary traveler being alive
I once advised to set all those faded relics of sorrow aside
Reflected like the water of your tear, but they never died
I was drawn in, but I was in a fog of vertical oceans wide
I thought that they would blend with the horizon aligned

Dusk swelling toward an ancient door, in forgotten lore
And the dust settled then, slowed time in grotto and den
Doubt moves across your brow, knowing the here and now
Open gates, this is where destiny, fate and legend awaits

Ahead you'll see the fall, and ahead you'll hear every call
Thinker of thoughts deep, easily tell me dreams you keep
Restless thinker so deep in thought, and spoken was not
Sit by over here, close enough to hear a whisper so near

I'll tell you a thing of ancient doors and forgotten gates
I've seen and heard visions and songs gliding in the haze
A gloom of a yesterday was hard on me and I cry, our fates
My soul rides an air above a point, and hovering it stays
Slight the sound of cricket, maybe only a breeze in shades

Recall the storm in a bygone night, and it was like a sigh
Striking it was, when moon falls, and ocean climbing walls
The wild was brushing the skies, and a wisdom in your eyes
Going back to tidal wall, seven seas long, seven drop fall

The way the sands had drifted into remnant of an old shore
Passing through another ancient arch designed of a past war
The gate on this passageway is fallen on broken stone floor
And here I know you won't forget the secrets, knowing more
Walking slowly past you know where to go now just as before

I can give you such a thing and I will try to make it so
Share my heart's realm of life that I would possibly know
But as I see, before I came to this tale I tell, so curiously
I can follow you hence, because you gave all of this to me
If I breathed new air beneath fortress old, it sets me free

Finding I'm standing alone, lost ruins and relics of stone
You went the way I came from, this side still the doldrum
Just below the surface and edge, broken promise and pledge
Solemn in the span of ancient field, nothing upon to build

Frozen in a time I've never stood before, weakens the door
I'm soon to flee swiftly to escape, of this ancient landscape
I go with you unseen behind, you're gone to nowhere I find
When you turn around to be near, I am the silence you hear

We see outside of time and inside towards the firelight
If the winds mock and rush past marble of a lofty height
Something stirred untying a lock of ribbons golden light
That what belongs to forgotten gates to open on the night
Not a sun or moon of rich color hue, put yarns into sight

The door ahead, afloat on airy fog but rests in lava bed
Canyons of murky moon half, sands of dusky moon draft
What we see of clime, outer rift yet another hand of time
Forgotten fortress appears, once the icy wind disappears

In the wake of tide is wreathed of salt and silken thread
Stay fast alert and then so sleep between peace and dread
Waters are sad here because tears line their pooling waves
Three linear beams finely tune eight songs below the shades
Along they tread in time lingering past doors of the dead

And here is where the doors lead, of all paths in between

When we can find the way back, for this way and for that

Ancient is yesterday, forgotten must be undone of decay

Area span moves in one place, but stays allowing a way

© Iggy 1990/1994

Working titles for this body of work were 'Ancient Doors And Forgotten Gates' and 'Enter To Exit'

Exist

I've been summoned here, Naphtali connected to the signals I keep
Time is a repose, slowed to sleep, and disconnected from the deep
It was silence but now a bleak murmur floating on the grid line
I call it web and vine, air and void, counting three, six, and nine
Outside glass-like gate existence is never under slumber's spell
A freely moving sail, above the hours, entranced by moon so pale

Name the sad moment a long lament, it extends, asteroids will find
The mercy of gravity remains, trailing behind, stable orbit unwind
A force that never dies, I keep at random speed somehow by choice
I merely exist whispering from far away, and subtle is my voice
I found the iced sphere on the last roundabout and it's now lost
For the same stellar course crossed never changes but the frost

Endlessly I find thousand endless journey
Is silence something even you cannot keep?
If I merely exist, amusingly I am bored
My view through this long window, turning
Surrounding the majestic titan of amber deep
Fountains in radion where beta rays soared

In an awkward circle of orbit, and as far as the eye can see
Reaching a state of solitude for me, remain unknown I'd be
In distress and radio path clearing away the dusts of time
If I exist, I knew the sign, a path through peaks I'd climb
But so disregarding is it now in obscure distance below
If I just exist just to know, languid it feels, and so slow

A hunter I am not, a hunter is not my name in red glow
But lava pools of fire poured low, magma stirred below
If I exist, I can't tell if it's too late, so unsettling now I fear
In lunar shade awake and near, a signal once again I hear
Emerged they sail upon waters that reflect reddish skies
I muse within a strange realm in its rise, with weary eyes

In this what is called night, I wander along
The terrain is unmarked as it is yet unknown
Made by nature's surge and era's end so pale
As to exist, a moment spoken through ages long
Inside a furbished theme, outside frequency tone
Of giant fragments nova made it's a flowing tale

I merely...exist, and all of a drone it seems
I hear nothing outside of continuing beams
And often they faintly and weakly glow
Over and out, your answer is very slow

 

 

© Iggy 1994

Spirit Force

Origin, I cannot say if I remember your slightest embrace
As there is no recollection of that, let alone your face
Are you alone? I wander the forest, I tread the night
Indeed, it is I, who watches only the smallest light

Is it my years that bring to me no recall, in my eyes?
Is it you, Origin, who had found the fabled paradise?
Where I watch from an outside wall
A low wind murmurs, and that is all

Origin, I cannot say if I remember a smile of your face
There must be dragons to slay, and castle to scale
Because I sense a kingdom in ruins and conquered place
And so there must be deep oceans of darkness to sail

Origin, I grasp and I do try to guess
That out there in the distance immense
You catch the echo of a word
The edge of my verse unheard

In the strange night or in the point of its eclipse
I stood among dark ones, amid the shadows of night
I knocked on doors asking in the shade of warships
But unseen I fade back away, my hands clutched tight

Whether the splash of sun on mountaintop
Or in earthen stone, my light burns hot
In so many a night, so many alone
Holding nothing but flesh and bone

I mirror life in ways that reflect dense distant suns
A flame dancing past the elements of expanse I trace
I turned to find you saying greetings from the high ones
Saying no goodbyes in a dream instead of empty space

Origin, quietly I will say
Only a question, if I may?
Where falls from the forest tree
The living spring it used to be?

The brush, weed and thorns have made my skin as bark
In the rains of clouds far below the roof of sphere
Deep down I tell you what I see, and I hold your mark
If just in a single drop that such is manifested here

Origin, are you blue? Do you remember me from a star?
The ages have made deep trails that lead away afar
And small ripples or waves in a sea
Origin, are you alone? Or is it me?

What burden do I carry, so long a time, I cannot say
I hear in my soul what instructs me to give it to you
But out of fear I stay silent, passed times that betray
My life and ages past have known the same, heavy but true

I would love a mere glimpse even if it is in vain
I would try to ease the wounds of those in pain
A hint of ways to spark dreams
For whatever to them it seems

Now floating the clouds seem dull as the night draws on
I turn to gaze longing for a half-forgotten idea of home
A page or two of a story with no single command to belong
A thousand more the heavens bear, treading along the glow

And your thoughts all the wise have longed and sought
Worlds, and realms of magic, you alone have wrought
In your hand caught, you already know
Of the hosts, my fire is like the snow

Who are they that build winds that sweep, and willows weep?
Faraway crystals that sparkle through a telescopic glass?
Upon the waking bough there's promise of bloom and leaf
Alive in a flame we weave, on top of cloud's soaring mass

I know your ways, springing the waters of peace
When I'm a pale flame, you name the veil of seas
Hidden in waves, bleak is the lair
But to others, nothing is there

Do you draw me from grief, as beams settle in empty room?
If comes the crash of avalanche you understand hopes I keep
And if a shadow of shadows descend you brush away the gloom
With you in quiet speech, I vaguely hear memories that sleep

I've known the significance of shine I try to cast
I am one who keeps a fire, blue middle flames last
I cannot say if I remember you ever being here
Maybe in deep memory unlike numbers of year
I would ask if I knew what words to pray
But this recollection will never go away

© Iggy 1993/1994

Working titles for this body of work were 'Ghost', 'Eidolon' and 'Origin (Father)'

I Have Walked Through A Thousand Years With You

I have walked through a thousand years with you, surely even more
I have seen the traces of time dwindle and storm again, as if before
I have walked alongside in a thousand years with you, even many more
We have been connected but from far away as if in legend and lore

We may surface from such a depth of waters from the deep
 ocean that had been the waves of our lives
Or ascend from valley, then grazing the surface of a sphere
 that hides behind light to slowly appear
Somewhere in our path, somewhere ahead, rather than from a
 distant echo, rather than from unknown skies
Through the ages long, so drawn out as if bound by the gray
I have been in a book of time on a clock of moments gone
Through endless hour and quick dreams of a faraway
Through a thousand ways, even more, each road was long

I have endured alongside you, everything you've known, my friend
But there are places where I wanted to get away, places I've fled
Though I watch from a thousand remote miles, your journeys I attend
That maybe one day, someday we'll reach another gate in paths we tread

I've walked unknown miles and still go on in an uncertainty of destiny
But I have walked through a thousand years with you, and so even more
It's just such illusions are clear to me, they draw near yet I stand as a sentry
I've gone through a thousand years in a blaze, in solitude, and explored

We may descend onto grounds of darkened mass covered in
 shadow that lives but is for most, unheard of
Soon we have battles to face, side by side, toward the tide
But somehow in our path, for a moment, we'll share a
 whisper, a knowledge that we know each other in pure love
Through the days that drag on long beyond the moment that repeats
I have kept a close thought that the oddity of time never knows
Through another thousand tides upon sands of warm island retreats
I will tread again under wind and storm, wielding starfire flows

Where there has been only silence here, a thousand years are counted
On a plane of stars and nebulae I have heard the sound of spiral rain
On a phantom ship on dark waters I've spied the times we doubted
Then having walked a thousand years, there was patience in the pain

I've walked unknown lengths, and I've no desire to cease if you still go
Upon your brow I see, etched memories of lifetimes, you must remember me
And though we do walk through a thousand years, the age doesn't show
Something from deep within has burned, we remain young, wise, and free

We may cross all of the mountains, forests and deserts in
 the primal spirit to wander and venture under the sun
Soon we'll walk together inside a song, the same land we'll
 survey and name gates and paths we shall go along
Upon our path, now almost viewed ahead, we'll smile for
 knowledge we've amassed, that we are a mass and one
And through time and times with you I've walked and quickened the pace
Through the hours that wind relentlessly, the story it is certain and true
I have come through a thousand years, even more, where fiery stars race
For I've seen the shine in your eyes, sensed the bond 'tween me and you

I have walked through a thousand years with you, even more
I've seen the traces of time disappear and weathered storm
I've walked the thousand years with you, with love all the more
We've been connected in a faraway as if we're from legend and lore

©Iggy 1999

Omega Outpost

They say it's unheard of when finally hours are long past solitude
Like a difficult and deathly course of intense fire and such
Across the breadth of nearest star's longitude
In the silent drift, a way of fate I've known so much
This is where the outpost ceased receiving distant call
Closed off and barely any gravity, a sense of a sustained fall

Where to begin, it's been a long recorded draft in dimmest light
The presence of someone else who knows the signal at last
All is quiet and everything part of the night
That I arrive to the place closed off from the past
Omega was named for something meant to allude to an end
But what was the finality? A connection to a final signal to send?

Abandoned and lost the forgotten landing lay as an echo of my sigh
Going through archives of battle becoming a circle of no end
It seems completely dead and no one is seen on nigh
The outpost serves as a release that nearby worlds defend
And where nearby worlds fought for its place, here I find a way
And maybe a desperate retreat beyond the darkness of dismay

Omega brings the goodbye, they went on knowing that they spoke
Even so from one of the worlds when there was nothing more
They had gone and every last connection broke
The last treaty when there had been nothing left to explore
Omega had been waiting throughout, an unexpected call to return
What the outpost witnessed, what secrets it held there, to learn

They say it's unheard of to be placed at distant reaches vast
The outpost silent and a subtle desire of long needed rest
Omega is a turning point, a call and it is past
Out here in endless open space, the stillness of such a quest
If no one returns to this place, the post fades to an end
And only I hear the remainder of signals they used to send

 

 

©Iggy 1999

A List of Titles

This entry is just a list of works of poetry I haven't posted yet. The dates on any piece that may have more than one date is indicative that I started to write something, and set it aside until a later time. I still have lots of papers to go through, although sorted, I'm doing this manually. All of these have only ever existed on physical paper and pages.

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Ancient Alley (1990)
Misunderstood Mammoth (1990)
Kingdoms And Castles (1993)
Behind The Web And Beyond The Veil (1993/94)
Ein Kleines Mädchen Das War (1994)
Wolfhollow (1994)
The Mythos Of Time (1996)
The Harbors Of The Silver Sea (1998)
Realm (Somewhere Else) (1998)
Where Stones Have Crumbled, Time Had Fallen (1998)
The Mountains Of Wrath (Montis De Ira) (1999)
A Place That Sleeps (2000)
Shipwreck (2000)
The Second Shipwreck (2000)
The Water Riddle (1988)
The Fire Riddle (1993)
The Wind Riddle (1993)

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This list isn't entirely complete as I have untitled pages with mere working titles, where I finished the poetry but hadn't given a name yet. There's also two short poems I had written in 1980 but I didn't begin writing such things again until around 1988. But I have written songs, music and lyrics throughout all of this time. It's just that with poetry I can tell a story with hints of song.