Tuesday, April 22, 2008
My Sister the Poet
My sister Melissa is very talented in many ways and has a thirst for the literary arts. I am always amazed by her knowledge of literature and her enjoyment of it is contagious. I asked her to share with me some of her personal poetry. She is very shy about sharing it but she obliged. I have never enjoyed reading poetry this much before and below you can find a few of her poems she shared with me:
Manzanita Canvas
(Composed of jealousy towards painters on Thanksgiving weekend November 2007, Manzanita Oregon)
When to twist and blot together,
How to see the steps combine,
Those with orbs which spot the pattern,
Blessed are they with natural eyes.
Always looking, always buying,
Never coming from within,
Some are blessed and some are laking,
Can we change our talents spin?
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Erudition
(Poem written in the Botanical gardens Oxford University, Oxfordshire UK July 2004)
Cackling punters round the gardens crawl,
Chattering birds and chipmunks all
Must pause to absorb legacy
Of cinereal tracery-
Knowledge!
Awe!
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Life Leaves
(Composed November 2003 - Binfield, Berkshire, UK)
Warm sun and cool breezes freeze their being.
Green vibrant life into frozen colours slumber
Red, orange, brown.
Cold wind gusts, throwing dead lifeless Corpses
Into wet moist rot.
Bruises- caused by compress of wheel, crush of foot,
Mashed, no longer any life.
Thin weak frames covering the earth,
In a screen of skeletons.
Sadness in death, mourning in ends, life of itself
So rushed, short, timed, Yet-
Brilliance of colour, glory in existence, magnificence in life,
Worth every end.
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My personal favorite is Manzanita Canvas. What's yours?
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1 comment:
I like that one too. When someone is close to you, and you read their poetry, it's like being there with them. Happy trails!
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