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I remember my first geisha sighting…
Falling from the night, her robes were
splashed with ochre, and periwinkles.

Pink chrysanthemums
in jet black hair.
A fleeting, imperfect,
accidental beauty.

I am giddy.
We start with a gentle hello
then comes the dance
low slung in her hips
moving her arms in a studied grace

It is hard not to pay attention
to the small stuff
the secret gardens
rain is in the air

We’re not a literal people,
but I lose myself.
We write in
ritualistic cadence
and she becomes
the dark, naked grapevines
of early spring.

Every morning
I open my eyes.
It is a Zen notion
A reflection

Here is a place where the dragon can rest.
©2008-2009 `Laurence55
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Most people know me for my short form poetry like Haiku, and Tanka. However, I do occasionally write in the longer styles. This is an example of a "found" poem. To write this poem, I took sentences, fragments, and individual words from 3 National Geographic magazines. The resulting collage became my poem. It is fun because you have to fit seemingly disparate sentences into something cohesive. As a result, the nonsensical begins to take on a variety of meanings. None of these are my own words, just my organization of various lines. It is pretty fun, you guys should try it :D There is another in my gallery. [link]

By the way...this is a love poem...:blushes:

Enjoy :D

*corrected a slight typo
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creative way to write a poem! :D

very nice placement of sentences :thumbsup:

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You say, look at me now. don't shut those dyslexic eyes. So your heart's a slow learner and those drugs are its disguise. Well, it's a clear costume, you might as well not try to hide.
Thanks Kaylin, you should try this :D
maybe i will :D
i havent wrote in ever...but i still occasionally think in poems. so i hasnt left me yet!

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You say, look at me now. don't shut those dyslexic eyes. So your heart's a slow learner and those drugs are its disguise. Well, it's a clear costume, you might as well not try to hide.
Yeah, it never really does :D It is always somewhere in your spirit no matter how long you stop writing :nod:
:aww:

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You say, look at me now. don't shut those dyslexic eyes. So your heart's a slow learner and those drugs are its disguise. Well, it's a clear costume, you might as well not try to hide.
This is a most wonderful poem...

From flowers, and the hair,
the slow-motion studied grace,
the ritual cadence, rain in the air,
to the dark naked vines entwining,
and a Zen notion...

i hope others will one day feel it growing slowly on them so they too can know how much sensual enchantment dwells from within.

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Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans.
Thank you Jade, honestly, the feeling behind this poem was inspired by much of the passion/sensuality of your own work; like an orchid growing against a tree.
Do you know william burroughs and brion gysin's cut-ups (which is what they call the "found poem")?? They are great.

And in the 20s Tristan Tzara and other Dada artists would cut up writing and put it in a hat and write a "chance poem" that way.

A great technique!

all the best,
solar

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"We are intent on reducing art to its simplest expression, which is love." (Andre Breton)
I have seen the work of Brion Gysin, we discussed it in a class I once attended :D Yes, I love the concept of dismantling seemingly unrelated works, and then fusing them together with your own passions. I need to search deeper into the works of these artists. Thanks for bringing that to light!
The Third Mind is a great book that Burroughs and Gysin put together together.

:)

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"We are intent on reducing art to its simplest expression, which is love." (Andre Breton)

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