Short Calligraphy Poems
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The Ink Stick
. for public domain
Rubbing ink calms the mind
so hairs may glide,
to bequeath
long lasting lines.
Calligraphy, such a joy
Picture letters drawn in inks
Sweet meditation of bliss
Quickly time passes.
Brush moves through time,
Ink bleeds like ancient tides,
Breath held in lines,
Silk remembers,
Ancestors speak through each stroke,
The sea keeps their names.
Poetry, the calligraphy of the soul
Offering readers knowledge so deep
Expressing their heart on a scroll
Thoughts to cherish and keep
Shared verse, a joy to reap.
The monument was stone --
actually marble, somewhat
more affluent. The writing
was calligraphy, carefully
chiseled by a fine hand.
The occupant was dead -- All the same….
Versed within aureate calligraphy
Each syllable we’d partake
Defined by moments
When our lips would graze
As we lie in the bedsteads
Fashioned by the finest mirth
Born of cultured artistry
life’s tactile musings
swirled in silk calligraphy
artfully adorned
a keyboard’s chattered drone hails
extinction – the soul dipped pen
~01 Jan 2015~
A calligraphy, a veined post-script
for the rusty sheen of mortality.
Behold the dying and the replenishing,
the glory of the shedding and investing.
All this upon a forest floor.
In four
basic strokes
for all to see-
painted poetry in
sumi
Note:In times past a guest in Japan would receive a sumi(Haiku) 'written' in black on white
calligraphy.The original picture poem indeed!
robotics man had never used a quill before
He begged for an old-fashioned ink well
We were accommodating, because he is our guest
his calligraphy made experts cry
he did this well
like he did everything
This is the free and public domain Art Calligraphy version of my new poetic/liturgical translation of the Heart Sutra:
https://archive.org/details/heartsutra2018
I hope you'll all find it enjoyable!
wisps of clouds
drawn across blue skies
celestial calligraphy
gracefully etched
i try to read the message
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
Submitted on March 28, 2026 to contest 1457 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 6TH
The Zen Master
Has no supplies
Yet, he has all art form
He is under light
Yet creates darkness
In spoiled soil
Your calligraphy celebrates war
Over the sufferings it is paid with
I am Irish poetry rising
#rupikaur #dalailama #jennahaze
Let your words pile up
like laundry on the floor;
don't sweep crumbs of thought onto a page
I won't read the letters anymore.
Don't calligraphy your love
hoping I will break;
peel the stamps off your envelopes,
Your letters I won't take.
The tombstone carves itself
When you are ready to embark
On an underground journey
Where your body fades
But your soul survives
Your name is being spelled out
In charming calligraphy
And as the gravestone crafts 2005
You are incapacitated with fatality
Form:
my quill found its soul
it danced on the parchment floor ~
all six sensed its life
... I sense a sharing
one of sincere gratitude ~
gift lift ~ spills my soul
I live when faced down
craft flows a course on parched reeds ~
ink spots ... your presence
Practiced cursive writing
With a dash of calligraphy
Wrote my name on a baseball
Struck out three times that day
Made an error too
Alas the baseball odds are zany
If you succeed but once in three
But if you’re going oh for three
Forget cursive and calligraphy
The brush paints
The brush sweeps
With beautiful strokes
With a traditional art
The brush waves
The brush dances
All with the delight of the fingers
And the sincerity of the heart
It asks for great patience, creativity and perseverance
As Rome is not built in a day
HAIKU
all about image -
to show
but not tell
seventeen syllables
of simplicity -
imagined
for all to see-
in*sumi*
painted poetry
In times past a guest in Japan would receive a *sumi*(Haiku) 'written' in black on white calligraphy.The original picture poem indeed!
Here is a calligraphy a blue veined script,
on the rusty sheen of mortality.
Life and death are scrawled everywhere,
yet the clear-eyed read eternity:
written in-between these.
There one sees
the cursive messages that God writes
upon all things leaving
or yet to come.
Stars for eyes
Clouds for hair
Skin silky devine
Smile so fare
Energy so kind
Drawing me near
Joy in my mind
You put it there
Are you my muse
Do stay with me
Color my blues
Creamy calligraphy
Clean my heart
Strengthen my mind
Light my start
Path in time
Goddess Devine
1972, Cam Thanh
her envelope is perfumed and fancy
an exquisite calligraphy with a flair
exuberant scrolled letters showing her personality
tiny hearts and stars at return address
Young G.I. leans back and smiles,
remembering his carefree life
before he ended up in this coconut forest
in Viet Nam
Up and down as it overlooks
the open book
freefalling so
but where to go?
Embellish each page, one by one
where words will run,
of written swerves,
artistic curves
By quill that writes an artful verse
I now rehearse
but cannot free
calligraphy
____________________
For Nette's Minute Contest
By Carrie Richards
10/25/12
My translation of calligraphy by Ven. Master Chin Kung:
Face difficulty with liberality,
Face hostility with patience,
Steer through scrambles
With leisurely grace and pace,
For peace is found in temperance
And the love of excess speech
Is the root of every calamity!
All rights released into Public Domain
Holding on tightly-
open to the dreams,
pondering produces pain-
enduring engages entitlement.
Along the way- walls,
novels not yet written-
dying in the corner.
Calligraphy conserving life-
holding on dearly,
a frame for future fragrance-
neither scars nor wounds-
grandeur grants greatness,
especially once hope is found.