Long Cadenced Poems

FOUR TENETS OF CREATIVITY


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INTRODUCTION


This short  eBook encompasses my experiences of the creative in both art and poetry in particular.The content of each of the four...

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KNOWN JUST TO GOD AND ME
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My genealogical family tree
was traced by a relative distant,
thus uncovering ancestral names for me,
of some who had seemed nonexistent.

The past came alive in my fantasy world
with visions of settings dramatic,
as I felt myself in scenario...

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I don’t feel strong – my soul, it grieves
I don’t feel wise – my spirit sighs, then weeps
I don’t feel sure – my heart cries out
I don’t feel resilient – my life is but a...

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On the weary wings of winter the northern winds depart,
their harsh whisper in the frozen air 
the frost-fastened mulberry trees hear, 
“wait, you’ll listen the sweet music soon, 
don’t despair, the serenading southern breeze 
will...

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“The more you know, the more you know you don't know.”

Said quote attributed to Aristotle,
     stands the test of time,
     and not only did out last
many another...

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At the frail fringe 
of the twilight zone
the dwindling day flushes
depleted
the halcyon horizon 
with the last shower                  ...

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The mountain stream chisels a valley
Crystal water dances down in musical cascades
Crashing on the rocky ledges
Splashes silvery drops spiraling high.
They carry the cadenced expression 
The stream proffers to the rock and to the sky.

A magnolia...

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I hear the squelch of sorrow nearing me once again,
pummelling with the purple pulsation in the frail vein.
Sadness encloses the mind-soul-body trinity,
the sound of its footfall trails the echo of eternity. 

In the dwindling day...

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The stream cascades skyward in swirling spate of ebullience 
with the dancing shadows of trees swaying entranced. 
Tempting topaz dew makes dainty diadem on glinting grass tips, 
weaves lilting lattice for me as I lie...

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At the fringe 
of the twilight zone
the dwindling day
flushes halcyon horizon 
with cinnabar sequins,
the sunset splendor 
spins celestial strands 
in the formless film
of cadenced cloud, 
turning to cosmic violin,
r e v e r b e...

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The ebullient fluidity of ecstasy cascades with charisma
across the enchanting fabric entrenched in the valley of time,
changes the tenor with the reflection of imaged chromatic sky  
on the parchment of the delightful dawn and...

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The cascading stream leaps skyward in spate of swirling ebullience 
over the dancing shadows of serenading trees swaying entranced. 
The crystalline drops of dainty dew draping the glinting grass tips, 
weave splendored lattice for me...

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Ebullient fluid ecstasy 
cascades charisma
across the fabric
of the valley of time,
as on convivial canvas 
      of sanguinity 
the emotive artist 
paints the fresco
of poignant panorama 
of designed dreams,
perceives in stupor
of...

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With the rhythm of your passionate poetry,
rolled the silver-crested wave of romanticism, 
inundating the shore of English literature,
where you emerged as the seminal figure.

The beauteous kaleidoscopic natural world 
imparted didactic quality to your poems,
finding connection...

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Under the seamless sapphire dome overturned,
sprinkling the sparkle of my resplendent sky, 
my mind morphs momentarily 
into an ornate expanse of a blooming garden.

I feel it sculpted out with the cadenced contours 
of the cheerfully...

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On the weary wings of winter 
the northern winds depart disheartened,
their harsh whisper in the frozen air 
the frost-fastened barren boughs hear, 
“wait, you’ll listen the sweet music soon, 
don’t despair, the serenading southern breeze...

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"Life is a song in which everyone makes up the keys and harmony as they sing along." - Mitta Xinindlu


In rhythms of light, softly glowing
Bringing the night a glimpse of serenity,
Feelings abiding in the soul,...

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Happy National Poetry Month, Poetry Soup...


Poetry should not be considered a luxury
Only to be enjoyed by the privileged few…
The cultural and cerebral elite.
Poetry need not be weighed down
By deeply ponderous metaphysical messages
To be worth one's...

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"Nature always wears the colors of the spirit." Ralph Waldo Emerson


From the flaming sunburst horizon ascends dawn,
flimsy clouds of golden filament glide slowly by,
spectrum of color on the sea canvas they smear,
silver crested waves create...

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The cascading stream leaps skyward in swirling ebullience, 
the dancing shadows of serenading trees sway entranced. 
The dainty dewdrops draping the glinting grass tips, 
weave splendored tapestry for me to lie on dreams. 

The drizzling...

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On the wings of winter the northern winds depart,
their harsh whisper the frost-fastened barren boughs hear… 
wait, you’ll listen to the sweet music soon, don’t fall apart,
the serenading southern breeze will caress you, you’ll endear....

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Listlessly marooned 
last mile
fading fast
in obscurity 
beyond 
the tapestry of twilight 
the ambiguous path 
seeking definition 
in configured 
mystique metaphor
engraved within 
penumbra of panorama 
out my kaleidoscopic 
winsome window 
the mirror of mirage
on the world...

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"Time flies over us, but leaves its shadow behind."
                          ...

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The titular template 
of lyrical loneliness,
serenading spaced out 
the upbeat ethereal 
mystique melody
of dreams cadenced 
with rhythmic quietude,
invigorated by
the rhapsody of
the million idyllic steps 
I walk, 
setting free 
the hesitating heart
that quivers with 
the wilderness...

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