Poetic Power ~ Participatory Isolation

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Eternal circle, infinity of time, pandemic sunset
colors the mind, sinking behind the rugged range

sun is solitary center, holding balance in count
of nine or ten,supreme in isolation yet connected

hidden from some visions,rising to new horizons
enlightening new soils and spaces, undetected

I watch as the golden sky  becomes dark, grandeur
reflects the distance vast, what is isolation, protected

am I disconnected? Nature in beauty holds the spirit
the mind in boundless cosmos, wonder in creativity

my mind participates thinks, reflects,finds golden red
media which lifts me to the horizon,on an unending flight

melting isolation in celestial orbits, floating with asteroids
in ordained paths, conscious of distant particles in auroras

I am now part of the universe participating in colors
revolving in eternal circle of infinity, life far beyond

gravity, wired Earthly quarantine,no more walled or
masked, in the mind no borders exist, no isolation blocks.

©Anjum Wasim Dar 2020

 

 

 

 

 

Poetic Power ~ Plea to Divine Poesy~

O Divine Poesy, I fear, Covid -19 has taken,
poetic inspiration from my soul and spirit,
taken from my mind my imagination deep,
the fortress of the creative writing style has
been damaged, and I seek your support.

O Divine Poesy remove my fear, inspire
my spirit, instill in me refulgence celestial,
pour unseen refined verbiage that I may
form thoughts magical, in adventures
glorious to please my readers unknown.

You Are with Me, a Villanelle by Anjum Wasim Dar

Jamie Dedes' THE POET BY DAY Webzine

Photograph courtesy of Daiga Ellaby, Unsplash

“When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.” Henri Nouwen 



I have memorized you, like a sacred hymn
a precious gem in the necklace of friendship
ever shining star of the night skies, though dim.

You are with me, a spirit like a cherubim,
comforting, blowing away painful sadness
I have memorized you like…

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WEDNESDAY WRITING PROMPT

Stine Writing

Written for Vintage Point: https://jamiededes.com/2020/04/15/vintage-point-a-poem-and-your-next-wednesday-writing-prompt/

This week we focus on maturity. What is the value-added as years go by? You don’t have to be “old” or “elderly” to respond to this prompt. You have more years under your belt today than every before. So share your thoughts in your poem/s and

  • please submit your poem/s by pasting them into the comments section andnotby sharing a link
  • please submit poems only, no photos, illustrations, essays, stories, or other pros

As I have aged…

As I haveagedI have learned so many things…

I remember wondering how my nightgown made real sparks in the dark of a summer night.

I remember wondering how berries knew to grow on the same bushes every year.

I remember wondering how I would ever live without my parents, even if I got married.

I remember wondering how anyone could afford to buy a car.

I…

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NaPoWriMo ~ 2020~ Day 6 ~Hieronymus Bosch ‘s Garden of Earthly Delights ~ Wondrous and Strange Fantasies ~

Dystopia - A poem on Climate Change | Poets Unlimited

Know by truth that the universe was created beautiful
blue waters rainbow flowers amazing shapes living non
living rocks mountains animals creatures birds insects
trees plants fish and when all types were formed-man
was created -to let further life grow -a woman blessed
joined man-beauty heaven peace came to stay but
But how in flesh and naked state did man fall?’ said
the rat,’ungrateful body, not satisfied with pure cheese”
how vulgar is the look how shameful’
“back to that shameful state man feels good’
‘so oblivious so drunk so mad, how dizzy he becomes’
‘I will get him in plague soon’
‘No, he is protected by the Most High The Most merciful’
‘What beauty exists, what shapes unseen,though almost
all in flesh graceful’
“I a rodent, have the ease to burrow through the soil’
“now I see the huge heavy long trunk ed round bodied
big eared  but strong ,all made for some purpose, big
small…’
each in special color and growth and my eyes get weak
for the universe is immense stretched boundless far
wide and high’
I must remain humble and be content with my share’
In time I will discover my power’.