Friday, 13 July 2012

Putting some unorganized musings....


(Pic from Google images)


Morning dew’s freshness drips in here
Dreams and flowers missed are weaved here
All those lonely moments are treasured here
Agonies and fears shared, it’s so secure here
Wisdom shared in lyrics, its only sunrise here.

      And so

Poetry for me is a feeling of growth
Like a tiny tree spreading its roots
To everywhere, where there is water for thirst
To absorb the very essence of truth
To be in the garden of wisdom
Like a tiny tree spreading its roots
In the mud and soil of life
To spread its shade and beauty across
For generations to rejoice.

        And  yes

It is words uttered in silence
Thoughts poured in essence
Like the old vine that is precious.
                      
     And

I am here putting my first steps
learning my alphabets..............


33 comments:

  1. Nice take on poetry ... very well explained !!!

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  2. Thank you so much.....I just scribbled my thoughts..poetry is more than that........

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    1. I have tagged you in my blog. Do check it when you can :-)

      http://livinglifegreenspeck.blogspot.in/2012/07/tagged.html

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  3. Lovely poetry Sreeja. Poetry is ...everything, isn't it? All of life has some type of poetry if we see, hear, touch, taste and smell it then write with it from our soul. We are deeply connected to everything.
    I loved your garden of wisdom :)

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    1. Thank you and yes your piece of poem was so good too...poetry is from life so it is everywhere....as music...

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  4. What a fabulous agenda to take on!

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  5. This verse is beautiful

    "It is words uttered in silence
    Thoughts poured in essence
    Like the old vine that is precious."

    Brilliant metaphor. I have aged grapevine growing on my arbor and it is indeed most precious.

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    1. All smiles that you have it there.....thank you so much for the appreciation...

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  6. I like the nature touches here...and yes, poetry is growth and renewal ~

    Lovely share ~

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  7. nice...i like the thought of it as slow grow from a seed, the roots expanding and then unfurling above...and that its motivations as well include the next generation....well done ma'am

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  8. "Wisdom shared in lyrics, its only sunrise here"
    The first stanza of "here" feels inner as if the interior song were night and the words begin emerging at sunrise as a tiny tree, a seedling that already has roots inside but now begins the outer spread as trunk, limbs, etc as the roots continue to take nurture from everywhere but giving back visibly is just as wide and just as everywhere. I love the image of the poet (you) in the garden of wisdom as an infant just learning. It makes me wonder at the biblical story of Adam and Eve--did they grow the tree of knowledge as they named the animals? What a harsh punishment to be split off right after discovering themselves! My all of us find nurture in the Garden, night and day!

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    1. Thank you Susan....and like always your comment are great pleasure.....yes may all of us nurture in the garden day and night...may be the split will give them more angles to know each other....

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  9. You are a true poet, Sreeja! I always enjoy your work.

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    1. Oh Mary you are honoring me....I just dream to be one with substance...
      thank you so much.....

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  10. Beautiful, Sreeja! To what's been said already, I can just say that you write with all your heart and emotions out open.

    I loved these lines:

    It is words uttered in silence
    Thoughts poured in essence
    Like the old vine that is precious.

    And

    I am here putting my first steps
    learning my alphabets..

    Again... beautiful. :)

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    1. Thank you VJ....thank you so much...

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  11. Like a tiny tree spreading its roots... i like that...it is for sure something that grows and needs to be nurtured but then will spread and grow beautiful fruits

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  12. The central image of the tree is really captivating. The notion that poetry and truth and poetry, as well as wisdom, is very special for me too. I agree that there is an intimate link between them. The poem itself expresses the desire to experience beauty in all of its forms.

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    1. Thank you for the visit and sharing your thoughts....its my pleasure...

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  13. Your words are lyrical and like music settle nicely on the ears and eyes.

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    1. Thank you Renee....happy to see you again....

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  14. hi Sreeja
    i like the ecology and the silence.
    it is funny that it is a kind of silent speech. =)

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  15. Thank you.....ha ha ha...I always felt so........

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  16. Very nice post.....
    Aabhar!
    Mere blog pr padhare.

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  17. Hi Sreeja, sorry to come by so late. This is a sincere testament. A natural application where there is room to grow. I love that dreams and flowers 'missed' are weaved here. :)

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    1. Thank you Archana.....I myself sometimes misses thing due to having No time...:-)

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  18. Beautiful images concretely creating poetry - the oldness of words, the symbols for thoughts, the depth of old vines tying language to language and culture to culture - poetry connects us to all who spoke, all who wrote, all who thought, and we crawling on the earth now are learning the alphabet once more. Thrilling poem with wonderful allusions.

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    1. Thank you so much and this great appreciation....

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