Short Freed Poems
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MARS&VENUS
Side
by side-
she'd listen
missing true love's
gaze
Face
to face-
he'd listen
only hearing
praise.
FOUR SEASONS
May
breezes
in the trees
High summer
lightens
long
Fall
tints red
Autumn's stall
Asleep,winter
acts as
dead
The sun will rise,the sun will set,
no more love will life beget;
The day will break,the moon to rise,
no more love,as this life dies.
The
painter
creates the
appearance of
things-
we
thereby
see each of
them in a new
light.
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2007
FREED TO FLY
Fairies freed to fly
From words in a story book
Only they know why
A reading was what it took
Yet the girl just had to look
There was a young man from France
who led his friends a fine dance
Some thought him a prude
others said he was rude
Looking at him quite askance
Are things that about have agreed;
Those who were slaves are freed;
New life begin,
Free from sin,
And be sure to help those in need.
Jim Horn
B orn again,from above
R everes his one(&only) love
I n England,proudly raised and bred
A forties child...enough said !
N ovel verse...his 'street cred'
COMMUNAL SUPPER
Set out in an upper room,
passover made new;
tender slowly cooked lamb stew,
wine,unleavened bread
with thanksgiving said-
A hymn of
Praise !
sequence-IMAGISM
I
record
what I see-
two images
fuse-
thought
pauses
within me-
then verse sets it
free
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2010
ring
bing,ting:
whee,wee,see
gong,dong,bong song
down
low
flow,slow
nick,kick pick
tick,tock,tick,tock;
clip
clop
boom,room,fume,soon
car,ta,aah
la,di
da
R E C R E A T I O N
B A R R E N
W I N T E R
S L E E P S
R E B O R N
S P R I N G
A W A K E S
AUTHENTICITY
a
resemblance
confirmed
with
the
theory of truth
in
a
purported
pigmentation
of
flawed aesthetics
analysed
with
an
impecable
provenance
ASTRACTION
unpredictable
intersecting lines
swaths of colour
added
by a chance
autonomous
process
reflexive
echoing
intensive
to coincide
in response
A well travelled lass named Adelaide
Innovative and never staid,
Unmarried,single but no old maid-
A short life,latterly full of pain,
Her epitaph,the American cinquain.
I am captive
yet I am free
just a caged bird
wanting to fly
9/01/19
For Charlie Quadku Poetry Contest
(HAIKU)
Sponsored by Charles Messina
The life in the wood will be revealed by the wood carver.
Chipped away with chisel and mallet; wood displays its secrets.
Wood carvers release the spirits trapped within the wood.
Verse in metred word makes our inner voices heard
With image,cadence and tone we signature it our own,
Individual and distinct as dna
For all to see,our personality,writ large each day.
MOTIFS
an enriching
leifmotif
scorching
permeating
in
distorting
glimpes
of tonality
on
the brink
at a
crosroads
an
articulated
recognition
achieved
in
felowship
echo the form- a lyric line to echo the last phrase/syllable or word( after the style of Barnabe Barnes 1593)
how shall I forgive her trespass /when I see my true love again??/ love again
often
A five minute fad
or one week wonder;
fame for a quarter of an hour...
better yet..
Fleeting images..
shadows in the sun,
vapour of the morning dew..
.
Petals of a flower
FLAMING JUNE an ekphrasis
A
flimsy
negligee
betrays her round
shape-
an
honest
innocence
in becalmed deep
sleep.
After Frederick Leighton
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2007
The life in the wood will be revealed by the wood carver.
Chipped away with chisel and mallet; wood displays its secrets.
Wood carvers release the spirits trapped within the wood.
CONTEMPORARY
in
a province
of the genteel
aesthetically
pleasing
ilustrated
etchings
linear
meticulous
ccoladss
possessed
disciplined
abstractionsa
of reality
in
curious
retrospect
TEXTURALIST the form
PATHOS
truth
or paradox
perhaps irony...
a man,
a house,
the curtained window...
a letter in his pocket ....
at his brother's grave
the man reads
of his son's death...