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Geanina Medana

The Sound Of Poetry

About Me


I am currently doing editing for my first poetry book, Timeless, and am working on a poetry show. Recordings you hear are rough drafts, up just until I have something finite to share with you guys. Meantime I thought would be cool so people at least can hear my voice.
The poetry is the product of the last 5 years of my life, and it is mainly romance based. I am currently working on a project to add a visual media to the words, and am collaborating with a very talented photographer for that. Images shot so far are just from test shoots, but thought Id ad some up for the poems anyway, even though the finite product will be totally different.
In my photo album you can see images from some of my performances so far, and the costume I designed for my readings.
I appreciate any feedback, and love collaborating with different artists, so please say hi any time : )))
JADE
August 10, 2003
Aetheric whispers caressed
the aggrieved auroras
from a distance...
Again and again
they flowed in with the crepuscular tide
and receded,
saddened,
drenched in awakened yearnings
'Come out of the Shadows
and smile in the green mirrors of my soul,
Muse of the Night
The vernal innocence of Us
will quench the arid earth
with jade sighs of abandon
Let go of doomed thunder clouds
stuck between you and the Sun,
and Feel the Rays of Ra
shine on your face and mine'
The ocean roared with smoldering murmurs,
and its waves unraveled the spool of fears
into oblivion -
his eyes smiled with a bright welcome,
and my wandering heart
found shelter in the safe curl of his arm
'Zamolxis... Ghost of the Sky
a blithe Now inhales the pause of Time
where eternity rests,
in the closeness of your breath merged into mine,
beyond the touch of your lips...
Do you feel
the emerald stone layer its rose petals
onto your closed eyelids?
My hand holding your infinite beauty,
soothing, with its vulnerable tremor,
the harshness of yesterday...
the violence of redemption...
the blankness of death...
Don't run from tomorrow,
Beautiful Getae...
Stay...'
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I am very atuned to my heritage...
The Dacians are a barbarian ancient people inhabiting the area of Transylvania and Romania today, and some consider them to be the originators of the Latin civilization, where the Romans migrated from initially, then settled down in Rome, becoming a migrating conquering branch that centuries later returned to conquer their old ancestors, the Dacians...
The word 'dacian' comes from 'dacos' which means 'wolf head'... the romans called them that...
Herodotus, the father of history, called them 'getae - the bravest of all thracians'... they were a very courageous and inventive people, making up in smarts what they lacked in men power... they used a tactics of intimidation and smarts that was world recognized at the time... they had, for example a unique weapon, a wolf head with a dragon's tail, hollow on the inside, which they used as a flag... when running with it in battle, the air passing thru would make horrible noises that scared the living hell out of their enemise... lolol... that's why the romans called them dacos.... but if you think about it, during the 15th c, that's what Vlad Dracul did also... he was an unusual leader that exploited the fear of his enemies to his advantage, in a unique and unusual way. well, it worked... lol
my name, Medana, is the oldest etymology i know of the word known today as 'madonna'... Medana was the daughter of the last and greatest Dacian king, Decebalus, whom Traian, upon conquering Dacia, decapitated. The king that is... later on, during the 6th century, an Irish princess called Medana became a saint, after she swore to celibacy and lead a sanctified life...
But while the Thraco-Dacian language is lost and only very very few words are known today, Zamolxis is the god of Dacian mythology... he is pretty much like Buddha, a human being that became a spiritual leader.
I use a lot of references to my dacian heritage and to Zamolxes in my writing, because I feel it very strongly.

My Interests

Music:

Member Since: 2/8/2004
Band Website: soon soon soon
Band Members: I

I am excessive heat unbound,
most sacred passion to be found
I'm unrestrained mountain springs,
foamy waves turned into wings
Inside untamed waters abound -
ferocious rivers... fertile, loud...

I am consumed in slow combustion,
by stewing hopes, and dreams, and passion...
I am an ancient queen at heart,
a Dacian princess wrapped in cloth...
And it's my old barbarian blood,
that turns stale love to raging flood

Written by Medana on October 24, 2001
Influences: CURRENT MOON about the moon:

Sounds Like: Metamorphosis
'Brink Of Heaven'

June 13, 2002
June 25, 2002
July 20, 2005

...of rapture and sorrow,
and the beauty in each...

I tracked the Moon down its wan path,
in times of mystery and death
Love was that weak Achilles' heel
I'd hardened and covered in steel:
the arrow aimed where I was frail,
calamitous on its death trail

Illusive ghost of chrysal past,
bright fantasy too frail to last,
I still recall that yesterday
of blizzard days bloomed into May:
floating in worlds beyond disguise,
I ran to you peeled of all lies...

Love of my life, was it not true
that we were one only when two?
Did you forget our timeless bond,
that ocean we drowned in a pond?

The force of heavens hitting ground,
left angels frozen and astound...
The skies swirled into funnel clouds,
mourning with thunderbolt-like shouts...
Murderous stars and suns black-holed
to heinous darkness, lewd and cold
The universe expanded, black,
retching its heart on the way back
Billions of ions raged in pain,
chaogenous, livid, insane...

I had to rip apart each cell,
and bring each atom back from hell...
The wounded flesh aged brittle, bleak,
and even Eden faded, weak...
I wandered then, lifeless and pale
catastrophe on a small scale
Birds sang requiems dusk to dawn,
grieving the light and warmth now gone

Yet truth shone delicate but real,
diamond-like hard under the peel
Repudiating blooded tears
raged voiceless on the spool of fears -
avenging, mutilating hands
broke helpless on resplendent sands
Old anger melted in the heat
of heathen nights on a bruised street...
Hallucinations of my mind
reversed iced walls liquid and kind...
My heart exhaled in a hurt urn
as entombed ashes that still burn...

I blossomed, then, against my will,
breaking a balance I kept still...
Frightened of hope and new belief,
I cried the first breath of relief...

When you called with encrypted voice,
speaking of tragedy and choice,
fragmented worlds collapsed and grew
imprisoned spheres out of their blue...
Spun and wound into emotion,
as time stretched, split in slow motion,
I felt the calling of your skin
in sighs of passion from within
Giving in to all desires
once strangled in dreadful mires,
our touch, rapturously sublime,
withered away old thoughts of crime

The night unchained billions of souls
entrapped between extreme, iced poles:
each overloaded split of second,
mystic, dilated as it happened,
expanded its voluptuous healing
with hallowed gleams across the ceiling...

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This was initially a trillogy... I wrote Metamorphosis, then Metamorphosis Reversed Part I and Part II... lolol... Once I came back to the rhyme years later, I cut thru it a lot and decided to comprise them into one poem, that has more balance of light and dark, rather than it be 75ain and 25etribution... lolol...

The poem is inspired by a very unusual connection that made me change a massive part of who I was and what i believed in... it is what caused me to open my atheist mind to a spiritual realm, thru a very traumatic out of body experience that took me months if not years to process fully... i remeber that as a child i longed to believe in soemthing, and had asked to be shown in a way where i could feel and taste it... i guess we do get what we ask for, when we are ready to deal with it... lolol
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My Blog

Baginski - Fallen Art

Amazing artwork!Baginski has been behind other projects such as "The Cathedral", and is regarded as one of the greatest independent CG artists that this world has to offer. Honestly, this is...
Posted by Geanina Medana on Tue, 05 Jun 2007 02:54:00 PST

Secret

Just a lil some to pass the eve more pleasantly ... I like taking pictures of the differite stages. Usually when I start I have no idea what something will turn into. I just follow the moment and see ...
Posted by Geanina Medana on Sat, 07 Apr 2007 02:48:00 PST

creative exercise

i was feeling creative today, but didn't really feel a sense of direction, so i did this out of frustration he he heits called: WHEN U  GOTTA DO SOMETHING BUT DUNNO WHAT lol'My lover yearned for ...
Posted by Geanina Medana on Sat, 07 Apr 2007 10:06:00 PST

'Why' and 'The Tree of Thoughts Then Tears'

Just something I was playing around tonight... It is a TREE poem.... 'The Tree of Thoughts Then Tears', emgulfed by the poem 'Why'I think i went a lil too far w the fountain pen on the tree, i like th...
Posted by Geanina Medana on Fri, 06 Apr 2007 11:37:00 PST

Dacians Creatures: Fata Padurii

Fata Padurii("the Forest Girl") is a demon that lures young men into the woods, where it kills them. She has two faces: when she first shows herself to a man, she is a young and very beautiful woman, ...
Posted by Geanina Medana on Wed, 20 Dec 2006 05:05:00 PST

Dacian Creatures: Paduroiul

Paduroiul The legends say that the gods meant Muma Padurii ("the Mother of the Forest") to be the one who protects the forest and its creatures from the evil that men do, as well as men themselves fro...
Posted by Geanina Medana on Wed, 20 Dec 2006 04:46:00 PST

Dacians - Civilization

Dacia, the cradle of the tracian civilization, spread from the Dinaric Alps and the Italic Peninsula in the West, to the mountains of continental Greece in the South. At the center of this territory ...
Posted by Geanina Medana on Wed, 20 Dec 2006 04:33:00 PST

The Dacians

The father of history, Herodot, mentions the Dacians in his works as "the bravest and fairest of all the Thracians". He also says that "the Thracian people is the most numerous one in the world; the T...
Posted by Geanina Medana on Wed, 20 Dec 2006 04:25:00 PST

Amore

Amore 10/18/03        &nbs p;         &nbs p;         &nbs p;  ...
Posted by Geanina Medana on Mon, 20 Mar 2006 09:59:00 PST

Metamorphosis - Brink Of Heaven

                           Metamorphosis    'Brink Of Heaven'  ...
Posted by Geanina Medana on Mon, 20 Mar 2006 09:55:00 PST