I would like to nominate Sergio's poem 'Then the Stillness' which can be found in Seren's http://forums.mosaicmusings.net/index.php?showtopic=16086.
It is a series of beautifully crafted tankas filled with exquisite imagery.
Then the Stillness by Sergio Ortiz
our bodies,
seagulls surrendering
to the wind
time brings us into bloom,
is it for miracles we live?
why do you hesitate
what do you see in my face
if not the pulse
of the earth, a bed
of golden saffron
a swarm of bees
awakens the stars
in this long night
homesickness
takes me by the throat
my mouth
closes behind a sigh. . .
I walk
through Shangri-la
in spring showers
moonflowers
surprise me,
shining in the night
to soften
their mournful cry
soft I go
to gather sun and wind,
my speech
the speed of darkness—
I am the tree that trembles
watching
you on the bed
I mine each moment
for the ore that holds
an antidote for endings
so fearfully pale,
a white rose bends to the breath
of the gale
and stands aimless
in the ruins of her honor.
I second Eisa's choice, everybody!
I really love Sergio's poem.
Cheers,
Syl***
Oh just FAB! Let me send Sergio a message that his poem is nominated!
Stay tuned!
~Cleo
Thank you Eisa, Sylvia, Cleo. I am thrilled.
Sergio
Hi Sergio,
Do you accept the nomination for this coming competition? please let me know by Wednesday.
Cheers,
~Cleo
Hello,
I would like to nominate Sylvia's poem, http://forums.mosaicmusings.net/index.php?showtopic=16171 for the November IBPC competition.
I was moved by its alliterative simplicity and soft rhythm. This poem is a personal and emotional tribute to a loving husband, and I was moved reading it.
Cheers,
~Cleo
Prince in Disguise by Sylvia Maclagan
I love you
in your ludicrous underwear,
diapers and socks notwithstanding;
half-moon specs
awry on tip of your nose,
add just the right touch
to that bib with blue bears in rows.
I love
your mortal guise
-or the Prince in a Beast’s disguise-
and wince with compassion
for my elderly nurseling.
Perhaps
each Rose that turned to gall
blossomed from a paradox of parts.
Crimson petals
soft as Indian silk
fade
and dart away . . .
Beauty also unrobed the Beast.
The charm was broken and a handsome Prince
stood before her.
Except, you’re a clumsy prince
who subsists
only
in my desolate heart.
© Sylvia Evelyn, Buenos Aires, Argentina. 2013
I second this nomination for a tremendously moving and expertly written poem. Good Luck Syl.
Snow
So pleased with this nomination, thank you very much, Lori!
And also thank you to Eisa for seconding it.
Accepted!
Hugs, Syl***
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