Can you remember when days seemed new
And full of things to call your own?
The learning curve will never disappear
As long as you pursue what life has shown.
So choose the best and brightest path ahead
Which gifts to you the chance to make your way;
Things which conspire to make you lose the thread
Will be postponed until another day.
It is your right that you should make the choice
Which way to go and how to reach your goal.
Never despair but give your life a voice
With words that flow from deep within your soul.
Another day is dawning just for you,
So choose your path and then enjoy the view!
Categories:
vadis, future,
Form: Sonnet
Where are you going and why are you going there
What is it that’s happening, and why do you care
Why do you go, what is the purpose of your quest
Too also, with the mysteries of love and compassion be blessed
Or to bear witness to a life put to death, yet who also forgave
While you were not there, you ran away; your life to save
By persecution and fear, your faith you had spurned
Yet, in the caverns of your mind, it still burned
Your servitude, put in question by your cowardice
Is rewarded only, when you realize you are powerless
Returning there now that you’ve been confronted
To spread the word, while being pursued and hunted
Now, why do you go and of what do you speak
To your death Peter, for those words we all seek
BOEMS by JA 590
Categories:
vadis, destiny, faith,
Form: Narrative
Where are you, God?
Where are you hiding?
From the predatory love
Of so many new-believers?
Our eyes so full of tears and prayers…
We rush like pack of wolves
After every real or imaginary sign of you
And bury each other, when we don’t find you.
We’ll turn the Pyramids upside down,
We’ll dig the Himalayas,
We’ll go down the megapolises’ drain canals,
We’ll read all old religious writings
And convert them into a computer code…
And we believe - we’ll find you!
Lord, you can’t escape
From our predatory thirst to own you -
Because it’s true, we can pervade
Into all that is existing.
And yet you are so far
Or here in an inexplicable depth.
And we continue our search
Filling our lives with a fantasy presence –
Teachings, media, rituals,
Cults, temples, old and new…
Where are you?
Are you going again into new depths
Of this perpetual universe?
Where are you going, God?
Shall we continue our search?
And still never reach you?
And still never reach you …
Categories:
vadis, life, philosophy, religion,
Form: Lyric
Captive damsel of creative-writing programs,
Personalized, eulogized job of small groups,
Quo Vadis poetry, a damsel in distress?
The frenetic activities handy to very few,
Poetry now belongs to a subculture hew.
We have accredited professional poets,
Creative writing teachers at all levels,
Composing computer- created poetry,
Creating illusion of the Golden Age artistry.
These professional poets have secured
Their own niches in the academic world,
They cry over the spilt milk like jackals
Snarling over a dried-up well with no aims.
Quantitative work is guaranteed success,
Accuracy, meaning, technique matters less.
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December 16, 2014
Form: (Contemporary Sonnet)
Categories:
vadis, how i feel, introspection,
Form: Sonnet
Captive damsel of creative-writing programs,
Personalized, eulogized job of small groups,
The frenetic activities handy to very few,
Poetry now belongs to a subculture hew.
We have accredited professional poets,
Creative writing teachers at all levels,
Composing computer- created poetry,
Creating illusion of the Golden Age artistry.
These professional poets have secured
Their own niches in the academic world,
They cry over the spilt milk like jackals
Snarling over a dried-up well with no aims.
Quantitative work is guaranteed success,
Accuracy, meaning, technique matters less.
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Fourth place winner
Contest: Poetry for poetry's sake of Paula Swanson
Quo Vadis is a Latin phrase meaning "Where going"
Categories:
vadis, satire,
Form: Sonnet