If the waterfall
Cascades
Down the rocks
And the spring
Is piano music
In drops of dew
Then the dove that wings
Through the dew moistened breezes
Is trasnfixed in crucifix.
By the call of cascading tears
And the rocks,slippery,wrapt in moss
That bathes the dove in sunny waters
And crowns a gift to watery eyes
Of the bee in the perfumed flower.
A buzz of a chainsaw as it slices the bark
Of a tree that builds a shelter
In forest of breezy leaves
To the Minds that hide in the tortoise shell
Makes dead shadows of the mist
Of the fumes of power plants distant
That poisons the babbling spring.
Let thunder crack trees of light
In the stormy skies
And make an earthquake of a sun
Wrapt in slumber.The Ghost of power plant mist
Cast out by wine,in throne of eyes
That in reason gaze,at the mist of eternity.
The mind must not poison the spring,from which it drinks
And drinks deep.
How can the buds of Nature
Breathe flowery Spirit
And light energy through electric wires
To the mist that embraces the cloud mist
-the ozone layer-
And seeks the death of the shadow
That is shade from the sun?
The Ghost of a dove as food embraced
Is but breakfast to the watery eyes.
The flame of reason will not throne but in light.
Here,taste the forbidden fruit.
Do not distort the flowers in the mirror
Of the blissful Garden.The worm is a gift from the Lord
And so is the fish,and so is the victim
Of the armed robber.At the Cross passing by the path near the forest.
The trees are wrapt in melody
In mists
In birdsong
Beneath the forever
Silent
Light of Heaven.
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i like this..,u hav beautiful thoughts
i like this..,u hav beautiful thoughts
@gabble talker Thanks.Glad so.
Believe me @yahayamadu, I am clapping for you here [NOt while I'm typing sha]… You killed it and I can actually describe the place you wrote about as if I were there with you and that is POETRY.
My only problem with this poem is the punctuations. Perhaps, breaking it into stanzas would have helped and some of the punctuations were missing or in the wrong places [at least i think so]
SAMPLE POINTER
1.
In drops of dew [A COMMA SHOULD BE HERE]
2.
Is trasnfixed in crucifix.
THERE SHOULD BE NO FULL STOP BECAUSE IT FLOWS INTO THE NEXT LINE
By the call of cascading tears
Keep writing for us jare
@xikay Thanks man.Poetic language sometimes requires the use of poetic license.Even the punctuation must bend to my stylistic aesthetics…Full stop and commas and there effect on the flow of the poem.The rules of grammar bind all writers but a little original coinage can be put down.
If you noticed @yahayamadu I said PERHAPS.
However, if you are as good a poet as this poem points you out to be, you will accept that punctuation steals and gives meaning, thereby distorting the poem in many situations.
would you rather sacrifice understanding for style?
Again, its not that you had no punctuation at all, but some were in the wrong places and some were missing…. but if its your style, I have no right to blame you.
…Perhaps the formalist and structuralist are at it in this forum, @ Xikay and Yahayamadu.
I like this, “Of the bee in the perfumed flower….” and more.
Thanks @xikay for words.
@ ostar Glad you like it.
This is beautiful.
And clear.
@ kaycee After the night,its nice to see some light.
nice poetic painting…i can see the colors
Na wa o. Mehn to say i undastand dis one na lie. Dude ur poem tyt, and jst lyk all the masta poets we have in de house have said ‘u killed it’. Bt on de long run, me wit my small brain no undastand am.
Nice one dude. Good poetic painting, and de use use of poetic devices is kinda exagerated. Anyways, beautiful work. Jst make am light small make we wey get small brain folo de undastand am too.
Good