Showing posts with label paper poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label paper poem. Show all posts

Saturday, May 28, 2011

I Grasp Still Life - (celebrating a Book Anniversary belatedly)

On the 27th of May, 2008, I self-published a book with a collection of poems, using Blurb under my pseudonym Paper, which also served as it's simple title: Paper Poem.

It chronicles a difficult period through poetry.

book cover

The image below is the catalyst and inspiration for the book. This single image gave me hope, and helped my struggling spirit and clouded mind to write simple words, which I always struggle to find in times of stress and conflict.

I usually find it very hard to share, which is one of the motivation behind my 365 projects. It is very easy to slip into being a hermit when one is going through major transitions in life.  I have found comfort, strength, and focus in living life literally one day at atime

image originally taken April, 2008
I Grasp Still Life

There is utter happiness in a simple moment

There is simple joy in a basic action

As a little hand grasp the still life

Hope is rediscovered



Looking back, life has indeed changed a lot since I wrote this poem three years ago.  There are still a lot of major changes ahead, the only difference is, I feel my spirit is much stronger, my mind clearer.

celebratory collage for  the 365~self-portraits


I found this quote, that I would like to share to celebrate the third year anniversary of this book, that empowered me:
Words are a form of action, capable of influencing change.
Ingrid Bengis

How was life for your three years ago? Has writing words changed your life?

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

My Day in Haiku

Today's theme in the 2011 WordCount Blogathon is Haiku.

I love poetry, and have not written one for a while now, and so today because I am in such a great mood (after an emotional weekend!) I chose to celebrate it by creating not  one but three Haikus. Hope you enjoy the pictures that inspired me, as well!

Morning's Dawn*




Drinking Earl Grey tea
Early morning's pure pleasure
Bliss is in the simple things





Afternoon's Awakening*



Merry singing birds
Makes me float in happiness
Landing gently:  free



Evening's Expectations*




Family gathered
A wonderful tasty meal
I smile at the thought


BlogNote*
Titles are not for the Haikus but for the collection of 365~photographs.                                                          

Monday, April 18, 2011

O - Ode to Spring

All the freshness of life
I feel
In the middle of Spring



A promise within
I sense
In the middle of creation




A bud
A nest
A new born


Nature, truly at it's best.

spontaneous picnic at the 's Graveland Natuurmonument*


There is no woe
Nor sorrow
When your feet lies
On petals akin to snow



There is no fear
Nor distress
When you look up
The ocean seem to have covered the sky



As I ride my bike
Passing an ever changing landscape


I say a solemn prayer:

Let Spring
stay forever more

If only as an ember,
that burns consistently
In the hearts of men
That their hearts will not
freeze in Winter
dry up in Autumn
scorch in Summer

*Postscript to this blog ~

Here is the image from: a month and 2 days ago. Also, please click on images for better view!

Friday, January 21, 2011

Seashores & Seasons of Memories & Longing*

Heady scent of memories
Whiff of gentle summer breeze


My youth I remember fondly now
Regrets bade a long farewell
silently
unobtrusively
My mouth agape
I listen


Crackling sound of happiness
Soothe slivers of winter air


My maturity I recognized auspiciously
Bitterness introduced itself
succinctly
repeatedly
My heart deflects
I see


Kaleidescope of love
Blooming in the spritely spring

My life stands before me
Hope greets me with a smile
graciously
faithfully
My mind wanders
I feel


Smoothness of time and space
Grasping bonds of fiery fall


My future floats on the horizon
Balance took my hand
gingerly
gently
My being lightened
I am

*This poem was originally posted in an anonymous site, 22nd of February, 2009. I felt strongly to revisit it today.