Posts tagged with "poetry"
Tuesday, 4. December 2007, 22:34:07
communication, poetry, thought, word
That single unit that constitutes the phrase
above another - identifiable
the minimal possible unit of reply
whose feature is undeniable
Will not be constrained by a hieracy
of grammatical restraints that oft are quantifiable
able to move with fluidty in
any way that it chooses to be and yet remain reliable
What is your worth if none can read
in the future - has it all been for nought?
To express a mulitude of feelings
the inner sanctum of the mind in thought?
For the written word is precious
to gain insight of what one ought!
Voice communicated over the airways
by "Bells" telephone or choose the
handwritten word that travels slowly
or send the word surfing in space and time
Lost, archaic and rare words
and those rarely in use -
words that seek to edify and those
whose character is best left for refuse
Choose your words carefully
for there are ears about
lest the words be ignored or
refuted or often tout.
Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2007
www.freewebs.com/poetrybymareelong
just filling in time this morning
Tuesday, 4. December 2007, 08:38:41
Heart, , poetry
Poetry VIII - Where Does Poetry Come From?
Perfectly said, whence mine words become art
mine silky thoughts that embrace thy hidden heart
and in thy twilight hideth the truth and meaning
that leads the senses in adventure reeling
thy language perfectly chiselled from thy marble
quarries that gives rise to the words of
dense crytalized rock that is cold hard and smooth
that furnishes thy mind and creates thy glorious
pillars more pourous than granite that allows
the words to seep deep into thy conscientous mind
and much softer as a medium to which I speak
and I choose thy form that traffics not often
and keeps thy quality deep from within the earth's
crust you are formed and heat and pressure cause
thou to show thy face and change from limestone to marble.
coarse grains of calcite form with impurity
that illuminates the rudimentary words
and thy hematites reddish color gives passionate kiss
marble thou art valued for thy beauty
your strength and resistance to fire
and erosion mine words remain
Maree Long
(c) Maree Long
www.freewebs.com/poetrybymareelong
Tuesday, 4. December 2007, 06:41:57
, poetry, word
Poetry - What Is Thy Name?
Poetry - what is thy name
thy love of truth from
which thy words refrain
Or is thy lie that thou
regurgitate in sweetened
disposition of coherent discourse
Poetry thy name may be
but thou art mine and I know
thy heart for it is that, that
weilds the flow
tranquility of contemplation
thy name is older than the written
word precedeth stone and tablet
that allows mine hand to replicate
nature's song and heart of man
and in mine effort gives what my soul demands.
Maree Long
(c) Maree long 2207
www.freewebs.com/poetrybymareelong
Tuesday, 4. December 2007, 05:49:08
poetry, words, life, reflective
WHAT IS POETRY? VI
You play my emotions like a
draw string puppet - concentrated
imaginative awareness pools into
one collective thought
And have me dancing sweet poetry's
dance - spontaneous the odyessy begins
authentic I converse the conclusions
of my mind
Look beyond the surface I beg you
what do you suppose will find?
or so intent to find hidden meaning
you can't see what is before your eyes
Explore the craft and their elements
and show the many facets that are
glaring simplicity of word
that shines out from beyond the gleaning sea
Morphing, changing rearranging
compiling and densing
objective and subjective
basic concepts transpose
and take you to familiar places
in an unfamiliar chariot that
leads and misleads one to many places
with one familiar song
.......of the begging question of what is poetry?
Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2007
www.freewebs.com/poetrybymareelong
Tuesday, 4. December 2007, 03:55:11
friendship, words, poetry, Japan
Dedicated to my Japanese Friends who have taught much the value of
savoring the moment as I reflect our time sipping tea
in the gardens of Iris in full bloom
Kariya & Ezoe my dear Japanese families of my heart
WHAT IS POETRY V - My Island
Poetry is my island
secluded in a land so far from home
where my mind continuously wanders
and drifts often longing to roam
The people in my mind look
so very different to me
as they peer out of narrow slits
from beyond the widened sea
words clothed in detailed
ornamental fabric that bow so lightly
and tread carefully upon the feelings
that have been practised so politely
cha-no-yu the ritual begins
of prescribed gestures and phrases
that take a lifetime to learn of
accomplishment that brings the gentle praises
medicinal often a spoken word
that now transforms for pure delight of pleasure
ichi-go ichi-e - one time one meeting
that this is the moment to be treasured.
Maree Long
(c)Maree Long 2007
www.freewebs.com/poetrybymareelong
Tuesday, 4. December 2007, 03:35:41
life, man, words, pure
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WHAT IS POETRY IV - Organic Words
Ingest not the mercury,
and expose yourself to life's toxicity
that which might impare your visual field
and leave you deaf unable to hear the words
Grow now and nuture the words
in fertile soil free from industry
derived from the living thought of man
these now organic words of poetry
Interconnected compounds so
solicitously organised
volatile vapour of words with power
to bring you to your knees
Life giving words that can oxygenate
and lift the very soul to to glorious heights
give I approval to these organic words pure
that delight the heart of man
And astutely asks the mind
where now the nebulous of purist philosophy
for drafted now the enforcement of provision
was set there all along
To drink the living water
the organic of the creator
that warned of the choking weeds
saving grace and vindicator
Maree Long
(c) Maree long 2007
www.freewebs.com/poetrybymareelong
Tuesday, 4. December 2007, 03:18:46
life, words, poetry, reflection
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WHAT IS POETRY III - Nothing New Under The Sun
What is Poetry when there is nothing new under the sun
A partial formulation of ambiguity
the expression of man
so heightened is the vocabularly
Celebratory words of emotions of events
a dramatic narrative of feelings that must be told
and in that moment savored
as the words begin to unfold
A battle of ideas contained not within
a single frame of mind
but rather the sum of all life
since the beginning of time
Words, words, words from where will you come and
overflow the words and fill these pages
express the joys of life
and the heartache within that rages
A tryanny of souls beg to be expressed
organic - free from human waste
without additives or radiation that
pollute to cherry pick the chaste
Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2007
www.freewebs.com/poetrybymareelong
Tuesday, 4. December 2007, 02:56:35
truth, life, words, Religious
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WHAT IS POETRY II - IN MY WORDS
Distinguished ability to move us deeply
evoke us emotionally and please us by it's form
depth and substance enter I into new realms of thought
What is poetry? and in my words reflect.
Impatient grasping like one trying to capture the wind
a chameleon ever changing refusing to stand still
a revelation of insight that leaves bereft
the economy of the heart
Compressed the form of literature
restrained crying to break free from tradition
shades of thought and meaning that
rebel against the standards vision
Listen carefully as you tread along the cobblestones
pay heed to the winding roads
be careful as you travel dark corridors
and what the mind is willing to unload
create in my minds eye a new world order so
visual an imagery that it stimulates the sense of sight
and takes me to places only dreamt about
in which the body can take flight
that word which holds the judgement of my soul
aesthetic and evocative the quality-
ambiguity, symbolism and irony
all fall by the wayside of the truth that be
That save here in my words
I will create the worlds and dispel with them
at the stroke of pen for all words
are clanging symbols torn away from the hem
and just as the flesh is stripped away
as my fingers no long at the keyboard bash
this lifeless form will return to the earth
and just I as my words will return to the soil as ash.
Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2007
www.freewebs.com/poetrybymareelong
Tuesday, 4. December 2007, 01:15:03
thoughts, words, Religious, poetry
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WHAT IS POETRY?
What is poetry but carefully chosen
words plied in rhyme or verse
that talks of things most
common to all manner of man
the reading between the lines
the hidden words and meaning
reflective thoughts and memories
that once in print they stand
Words and thoughts that create
a veil of mystery to be lifted
for those that seek a truth of
words that paint a picture
A piece that gives voice for the poet
that had long remained silent
but for the pen and ink that
glides and etches
a journal of a journeys never taken or
that records a life time of events
where the past comes alive
and imagination wages war and vents
where perception and process meet
and dare I utter those things I am
yet to understand and bring forth
life to words that I think are grand
illuminated reality a practice
of talking art as I give permission
to feel the interior of my being
no longer an orphaned silenced
carefully framed is the speech
not philosophy but my humanity
that evolves to share fragrant knowledge
and heartfelt passion
keepsakes of the wise so
exile not the words lift your
pen and make sound and lift
your eyes and not be cast down
solid is the clay tablet
as if lifted down from the mountain
that yeilds the ordinance of man
and this his frame work be
if anything rises of importance
keep the pure heart pure
and keep one's mind clear
before emotions and thought dissappear
Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2007
www.freewebs.com/poetrybymareelong
Thursday, 1. November 2007, 04:34:25
family, poetry
Today's InspirationToday I wanted to be in Worship and fellowship and then planned to be with our grandchildren - but as life has it things never seem to go as planned. So I find myself around 6am at the local hospital tending to my husband's injury of the night before.
So wiping madly away with cloth wipes on the wheelchair and seats as if the germs are waiting to pounce all over me - I then decide I can sit and write - as inspiration hits - I find I'm now writing about...what else - hubby's injury...you willl find this piece of inspiration - under the heading "FAMILY" and under the title poem of "A Moments Glory"
http://www.freewebs.com/poetrybymareelong/family.htmI find I always carry around pen and paper now. And am patiently waiting for my daughter to return my journal of poetry I left at her place from our last luncheon
and the rest of the day? well I spent getting up this site and collating some of my work.
Posted on Sunday, Aug 12, 2007, 05:45 AM
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