These are poetic experiments. Man's quest for the poetic element never ceases. He is always caught in the eye of awe. He does not make the rules now. The rules change depending on the emotion that time and space feed him. He must see everything with his wide eyes gaping. The beginning of poetry too, like philosophy is wonder. Look and see. Do not stop wondering You are the poet. And everything is poetry. Wonder. Wander.
Monday, March 23, 2009
the three women of my life
morning, noon and nighttime,
the girl, the woman, the mother.
beauty, wisdom, and truth
the true, the good and the beautiful
the gourmet, the philosopher, the sexy lady
heaven, earth, fire
water, fire, earth,
the word, the phrase, the sentence
the doctor, the nurse, the poetess
charity, joy, and hope
love, lust and both.
dream, reality, fantasy.
sadness, happiness, indifference
they are all there in the shores of my life
i am the wind, the wave, the sky.
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