Thy Silence Ripens…, by J. W. Cassandra, my poem of volume 18, “Incompletion”, cycle “I See the Unseen”. I chose now a short poem for you. I share it both in English and Hungarian. Illustration is from the net. I hope, you will enjoy my poem.
A Renaissance genre characterized by a short catalog-style description, often of the female body. This type of poem makes extensive use of metaphors and similes to describe the person.
When I was a child, I’d always gone to the sea. First, I’d discovered the sea light; then, I’d wondered and asked; ‘What’s this glorious magnificence? They said to me, ‘At night, the phosphorescence in the sea.’ ‘And in the day, it is sunshine.’ The sea was yellow and blue; it was because of the sun. One day, I’d looked at it, then, I could no more. Therefore, my eyes had gotten black and blacker, Then, they’d become with full of tears, It’s just because, I could never see it again, nevermore. Now, the sun light is far in impossible distance.
Standing down between the human feet, Howling with the pain and without any gain, Who can understand her, o! She can’t speak any word, Just she is howling with many reasons than us, Thus who knows what she pains or urges? A wooden perished kennel where she lies down, Broken, ruined; and swimming in the muddy marsh, Her closed eyes with her feet like a shamed, She is the howling dog, just a crying, wooing and wooing.
In the darkness of the twilight, He is eye to eye with a gunman. He surrender with his fearful Trembling hands on his head; And now, his feet are trembling…
Bref double is a French poetic form consisting of 3 quatrains and a final couplet, making 14 lines.
It is a 14-line poem, but not a sonnet.
The Bop is a form of poetic argument consisting of three stanzas, each followed by a repeated line or refrain. The first and second stanza presents a problem and the third, the solution, or a failure to present a solution.
A Blitz poem is a form of poetry is a stream of short phrases and images with repetition and rapid flow. This is a poem with no punctuation.
A blackout poem is when a poet takes a marker (usually a black marker) to highlight a text in a newspaper magazine or a book and starts marking out words until a poem is formed.
What is seen not heard may be differed and/or interpreted through the eyes of misguided others. Group association in fiction is dangerous. Power without guidance is equally distructive, yet with time and understanding (and resources) can one achieve virtue.
By Parthiv Rhythm Das There is no desire of sleep in my eyes, Until the victim is resigned, A dark shadow holds the silence of crime, To seek the bones that he must find;…
Okay. OK… I think this road goes to the Bank directly. Yes, exactly. Jut across… The Central Bank? Is it? Yes, but? But… but, anyway… I’m in front of the Central Bank right now. Yeah. Anyway… He said to me that is HSBC. So? I came wrongly. Nonetheless, HSBC must be around here then. Why not? But, there is no other bank here. I’m here waiting for you. Don’t stay in the hot so much. In Cyprus, the weather conditions are very terrible in summers – it is very hot and drought – a typical Mediterranean climate, but not like in France and Spain.
