Poetry For Beauty
Each poem is an individual life form --- it takes love to make, wisdom to nurture.
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
Passion - reading Van Gogh (1. Passion)
1. Passion
A naked soul
followed the heat of Sun
to southern country
resided in the middle of
the naked field
strived to grow
life
with his
naked
brushstrokes
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Passion- reading Van Gogh (2. August)
2. August
Sky was paint yellow
mountains flowed in blue
silent field was disturbed by
aimless wind ---
Oh, another fervent August
with all vibrant colors
struggled
to explain a soul
overloaded
with grief
Monday, August 2, 2010
Impression - reading Monet (water lilies)
1. Water lilies
Today, water lilies never seem so satisfied
with the dim light of dusk ---
that's why they jumped into water
interrupted
the conversations between
trees
and their
reflections
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Mystery - reading Odilon Redon (Seashell)
2. Seashell
Seashell
is not from ocean
but the heart of
tender
flesh
bleeding from
the slightest
cut of
love
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