"Softly Bends the Leaves" (Poetry on Imaging and Imageery)
Poems with: imaging… and
imagery
Softly Bends the Leaves
Softly bends the long thin—knifelike leaves
Through the curtains and glass
I can see—, Its green…
The Sun reflecting off its seams;
If I move the piano, just a tinge
I’d see the whole thing.
#1659 (2-2-2007)) Lima, Peru
God Told Me
God told me once,
“Dennis, you’re after my heart…”
“Oh!” I said (perhaps playing dumb)
“Is this not true?” He replied.
(I hesitated, not sure why)) Said :))
“Yes, this is true,” (I was no fool).
#1658 2-1-2007
Highways
We build highways where people go
No one seems to get off them
And so, no one really knows….
#1660 2/1-2/2007
Triggers
The Deepest thing in us is Memories,
which can, and will
find their way out, once triggered.
#1661
Rosa’s Newspaper
She turns the pages of the newspaper
Like a slap on a child’s wrist
(so it looks and so it sounds):
Trying to find the crossword puzzle…!
#1662 (Dedicated to my wife, Rosa Peñaloza de Siluk)
Commentary: Poetry’s Function (just a few words): I believe the nature of poetry, its function—for the most part, have attached meanings; in the physical world, it can be confusing, it is in fact about language, as it claims to be. For often it has no voice, theme or even recognizable form. We call this free Verse, which is the dominate form of Postmodernism; prior to this, we had of course, Modernism, where we reexamined what poetry is. The density of language and intensity of imaging… and imagery; put another way, mental images; and: descriptions, metaphors, similes. Language is a two-way street, embraced but unregulated for the most part.
imagery
Softly Bends the Leaves
Softly bends the long thin—knifelike leaves
Through the curtains and glass
I can see—, Its green…
The Sun reflecting off its seams;
If I move the piano, just a tinge
I’d see the whole thing.
#1659 (2-2-2007)) Lima, Peru
God Told Me
God told me once,
“Dennis, you’re after my heart…”
“Oh!” I said (perhaps playing dumb)
“Is this not true?” He replied.
(I hesitated, not sure why)) Said :))
“Yes, this is true,” (I was no fool).
#1658 2-1-2007
Highways
We build highways where people go
No one seems to get off them
And so, no one really knows….
#1660 2/1-2/2007
Triggers
The Deepest thing in us is Memories,
which can, and will
find their way out, once triggered.
#1661
Rosa’s Newspaper
She turns the pages of the newspaper
Like a slap on a child’s wrist
(so it looks and so it sounds):
Trying to find the crossword puzzle…!
#1662 (Dedicated to my wife, Rosa Peñaloza de Siluk)
Commentary: Poetry’s Function (just a few words): I believe the nature of poetry, its function—for the most part, have attached meanings; in the physical world, it can be confusing, it is in fact about language, as it claims to be. For often it has no voice, theme or even recognizable form. We call this free Verse, which is the dominate form of Postmodernism; prior to this, we had of course, Modernism, where we reexamined what poetry is. The density of language and intensity of imaging… and imagery; put another way, mental images; and: descriptions, metaphors, similes. Language is a two-way street, embraced but unregulated for the most part.
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