Poetry For Beauty
Each poem is an individual life form --- it takes love to make, wisdom to nurture.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Abstract - Reading Paul Klee (16. Playgournd)
16. Playground
My colorful palette
is a playground
consists of many
childish symbols
no longer recognized
by adults'
mind
Monday, January 17, 2011
Abstract - Reading Paul Klee (15. The Air of Bleak Winter)
15. The Air of Bleak Winter
The air of bleak winter
is condensed
into red
floating up high
like the Sun
sending out
her promise of
rising again
and
again
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Abstract - Reading Paul Klee (14. History)
14. History
history
was written in text
stored in
Noah's Ark
drifted along
the river
of time
anchored
at every
beginning of
fairy-
tales
Abstract - Reading Paul Klee (13. Time)
13. Time
Time
is not moving toward
a single destination
but flowing
along numerous paths
with numerous
turns - in which
we dwell
and live with
differently colored
fruits
of
Eden
Friday, December 31, 2010
Passion - Reading Van Gogh (6. Sunflowers)
6. Sunflowers
Grief
was once consumed
vibrantly
hence metamorphosed
into a new life form
fostered by
the joyance
of sun-
light
Impression - Reading Monet (3. Sunrise)
3. Sunrise
The Sun
reluctantly
woke up from
her morning dream
carelessly
dropped some
whispers in water -
broke the calm
reflection into
pieces of
dancing
ripples
Monday, November 29, 2010
Passion - reading Van Gogh (5. Cypress and Stars)
5. Cypress and Stars
Nurtured by red soil
the ever-growing cypress
finally
reached the night sky
joined
the passionate
dance of
Stars
Passion - Reading Van Gogh (4.Yellow Houses)
4. Yellow Houses
The brightly painted
yellow houses
are wide open
eyes
of
a tormented soul
look at world
with a burning
desire for
life
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Impression - Reading Monet (2. Lilies and Lily Pads)
2. Lilies and Lily Pads
The intimacy between
lilies and lily pads
is hidden inside
their reflection, where
the Sun
sets
peace-
ful-
ly
Passion - reading Van Gogh (3. A peach tree)
3. A peach tree
A peach tree
is a colorful resort, where
a restless mind
temporary rests
in the tender bosom of
pinkish
spring
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