Doc Baroque
Wordsmith behind The Tales of Doc Baroque, the glitch-folk project Doc Baroque and the Apparatus Infernal, plus other thoughts and ideas from the edge of memory. Pull up a chair.
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Words With Music: Black Unicorn, Blue Eyed Flame (opens the original)
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Sometimes magical synchronicities happen...Imagine a deck of mystical oracle cards lying between a couple, eyes meeting with quiet desire and hopeful hearts. Each draws a card: she pulls the Black Unicorn, he pulls the White. Two cards, two longing lovers - perfect symmetry, as if the deck itself were hinting at a truth they weren’t yet ready to speak aloud.Some will call it chance. But others know: when we hold our breath and dare to wish, destiny whispers silently, smiling imperceptibly - a pe
Unsung Verses: Traffic Lights (opens the original)
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedTraffic Lights. It's like sitting at traffic lights, And watching them change. Paralysed with indecision, And it feels so strange. I'm signalling left, But do I turn right? Whichever way I go, Don't want to choose tonight. I've been here before, And the safe choice is left. But I did that last time, And it left me feeling bereft. But if I go right, Have to cross the traffic flow, Could be a juggernaut coming, And I'd be goin
Consensus vs Individuality (opens the original)
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Originally written November 2004 - lightly re-orchestrated for 2025 brainsMore moons ago than I care to admit, I had a friend I used to hang out with just to try new things - purely platonic. Among other adventures, we signed up for dancing classes (I was rubbish and never progressed out of the beginners group, but she moved up quickly). She was also really into classical music, though she’d never been to a full orchestral concert. So for her birthday one year, I bought two tickets and took her
Unsung Verses: Papillion (opens the original)
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This started off as an experiment with Haiku - a form I’ve never been completely comfortable with, but as I wrote and played with it, this emerged instead, a quiet reflection on failing, second chances, but not forgetting your roots.Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedPapillon I hatched from out my chrysalis, To try to dry my wings, That I may fly. I hatched in anticipation, I leapt with wings still dampened, I jumped and fell. I crawled amongst the undergrowt
Words With Music: Always and All Ways (opens the original)
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A dreamlike journey through presence and longing, where whispered medieval flutes meet ethereal melodies. Haunting yet calming, the song drifts between shadow and light, leaving goosebumps in its wake - a quiet meditation on connection, love, and the timeless rhythms that bind us.From my most recent album, “Beyond the Bloodmoon”. Click the image below to visit my Bandcamp page and listen.<s
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