Phases: A Collection of Poetry
A phase is defined as any stage in a series of events or a process of development; while we all go through different phases in life, at times we either forget to notice or simply become fearful of transitions, inadvertently being ignorant about the fact that this phenomenon is universal. In this short poetry collection, the blogger has attempted to capture this subtle yet powerful phenomenon – phases that are observable in every journey undertaken.
Here are the last two poems from this collection –
From the pious to the picturesque,
From the lovelorn to the metaphysical,
The passionate poet enquires about life,
Stock-still like a quiet monument, but alive;
Merging this, that, and all the worlds
Into a rhythmic thought, the words
Together nudge, jerk, rise and fall,
Carrying the mythic, mystic, epic god,
Pulling to and forth and churning
The ink seas; the poet believes in creating.
Linking the myriad life phases,
The poet sovereign readies
Pen, paper, season and riddles
To record the ever-evanescent time.
The trickling, babbling, rippling river,
The chirping, twittering, singing bird,
The whispering, chiming, gliding wind,
The swaying, circling, smiling dancer,
The silken, beaming, talking sun rays,
The messenger moon’s lovestruck sweet bays,
The melodious, mesmerising music composition,
The honied, light, bright hymn’s completion,
The mother’s lullaby and the father’s delight,
The sound softens the silent universe’s might.
This Sound travels leisurely than Light,
Fading, often breaking on the way;
We are in a phase of celebration and life
Is speaking fervently, for now it is here to stay.
- Agnes Obel and The Narrative
- A Would-Be Pirate Pasha de Roos and the Parkinson’s Law
- Interviewing A Busy Ant
- A ‘Loose Talk’ Show by Two Giants
Very good 👍
what a time to be alive poets of the world!
with the sounds of hendiatris and swings on swirls
be put might poets
for the wind carries your name
and phases be what they will be
ha ha 😀
A poet, happy and busy
here and everywhere.
If it bothers you
I mean the poem’s colour
Contact the appreciator
Who made the poet happy
The name’s Dorje
He is also a poet.