Poetic Wisdom Appeals
an exceptionally
beautiful artistically
accurate expression
worthy of great
appreciation
long reflection
it enriches
perceptive soul
paints a touch
of keen wonder
in poetic lines
an luring potential
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I think to be a successful comic, you have to be exceptionally smart and exceptionally perceptive.
quote by Christopher Meloni
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Fishing For Poetic Lines
bait first lines
are poetic gifts
from enticing muse
mystery mastery
potential proves
patience is needed
beautiful first lines
be patient mystic poet
don't rush finish rest
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A style is not a matter of camera angles or fancy footwork, it's an expression, an accurate expression of your particular opinion.
quote by Karel Reisz
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A Moments Harmonic Creativity
hope to write
beautiful
meaningful
poems painted
into vibrant
neurons emotive
mysteries life
we vision friends
shall remain friends
when we need images
of creative art
to lift low ebb soul
we shall walk
through landscapes
of living paintings
enjoying familiar
to surprising scenes
which artistically
please sensory minds
delight
imaginative
symmetry
appreciation
in creation soul
paint not merely
for a moment
of harmonic
creativity
paint for all hearts
souls rise uplifted
in arms breath art
Dedicated to the painter poet Hosney Soliman.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Aurobindo-3 Savitri-Book -1
The following are selected verses
from the great epic poem Savitri by Sri.Aurobindo.
This is not an analysis but just an appreciation.
I am not a philosopher, nor I know yoga.
But do we need to be so to
enjoy reading poetry.No.Yet I admit
it was very much difficult to understand
the yoga-part of this great epic.
Sri.Aurobindo's poetic style is exuberantly beautiful
I have tried here to go with the theme mainly.
Many more volumes of appreciation need to be written
specially on his poetic beauty.I am proud of my luck
to have attempted at this epic.I wish everyone reads Savitri
and enjoy the trance therein.May peace be with us all.
-Indira Renganathan
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An appreciation on Savitri-
Book-1 Book Of Beginnings-Canto-1 Symbol Dawn
Words within inverted commas are Aurobindo's
Her awaiting mind 'upon silence'marge'
Like my inside self hampered and unfree
Awaiting a lit-exit on its dark fence
Awake awaiting a live spirit fluorescent
'Between the first and the last Nothingness.'
Whirling in destiny-held whorls of rebirths
Like the vaccilating resets of my heart
Awaiting Earth wheeling through recycled ignorance.
Timely a 'breach' 'somewhere' 'stirred' and 'began'
'A scout in a reconnaissance from the sun'
Whom my closed soul in my pallid mind
For ever yearn to uplift as if from quicksand
Glinted to resow the 'forgotten bliss'.
An entranced threshold 'glowed' in opalescence
'An instant's visitor the godhead shone'
To write 'the lines of a significant myth'
'The waking ear of Nature heard her steps'
Unbelievable bliss caressed her waking rising
Which my dormant consciousness still wishing for..
And there, mighty Savitri rose truth-cloaked
'Akin to the eternity whence she came'
All against earthly godly transience
But'trapped in the gin of earthly destinies
Awaiting her ordeal's hour abode'
'Unhelped she must foresee and dread and dare'
A way, even the modern woman should fare..
One fatal noon when came and doomed her
Lost was Savitri's soul and life
'Immobile in herself, she gathered force.
That 'was the day when Satyavan must die.'
............My consciousness this moment,
O'Guru, I'm in awe....in invincible heights
Ineffable Thee embellishing poetic creation
My inquisitive apprehension, erring Thee may opine
May thereso let Savitri in my self arise
Aroused thereso be knowledge and fortune
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Let No Colours Run
A poem for Skylar Kendall
young fresh poet radiant
light of future potential
shines through fine words
of your vision expanding
do not be afraid to rework
your vision in a moment
of sudden inspired inspiration
do not force rush your art
observe first two painted stanzas
are applied exceptionally strong
this attests your gift brush strokes
unique insight your own mind song
be patient mix relax words thoughts
will come control let no colours run
your gift is etched in eye imagery lines
real sketch your future potential radiant
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Have I Told You...
Beautiful, are you, as the flowers of the field.
Beautiful, is the sound of your voice.
Beautiful, is the touch of your hand.
Beautiful, are the eyes that speak of love.
Beautiful, is your understanding and kindness.
Beautiful, is the way you always consider others.
Beautiful, are the courage of your convictions.
Beautiful, are the silent, countless words of, I love you.
Beautiful, is the softness of your touch.
Beautiful, are the children that you hold dear.
Beautiful, is your faith, honesty and loyalty.
Beautiful, are the people, you bless with your love.
Beautiful, are you secret acts of charity.
Beautiful, is the goodness, you give to all.
Beautiful, is the way your never judge anyone.
Beautiful, is your never dreaming...that you are indeed so beautiful.
Beautiful, is your heart...your very soul.
Beautiful, is the way you have made this a better world.
Beautiful, is the helping hand, you extend to all.
Have I told you, you are beautiful in every way?
Poetic Greatness
POETIC GREATNESS..
No one can know the potential, of a life that is committed to win; With courage - the challenge it faces, To achieve great success in the end..
So, explore the Poetic Dimension of Greatness, and believe that the world CAN be won; By a mind that is fully committed, KNOWING the task can be done..
Your world has no place for the skeptic, No room for the DOUBTER to stand; To weaken your firm resolution That you CAN EXCEL in this land...
We must have VISION TO SEE our potential, And FAITH TO BEPoetıc GreatnessIEVE that we can; Then COURAGE TO ACT with conviction, To become what GOD MEANT us to be..
Your voice alone possess the strength and the courage to conquer WHATEVER you choose; It's the person WHO NEVER GETS STARTED, That is destined FOREVER to lose..
Ron Poetry
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Artistic Consummations Unending
Man when it comes to romance
commitment to long term courtship
speak not of rocking artistic me;
and my constant consistent courtship
with my dated loose laying poetry.
In more than twenty
predominantly neglected years
I’ve never been through them all;
caught up with my neglected years
my dated draft diary entries.
I’ve got so many
loose lines lines lines
hanging heavy in my restless head;
I can never get them lines
all laid down right.
There’s too many
to save, for, a rainy day.
Multiple droplets; in their hundreds trillions;
adorn, all objects; visible on rainy days.
Hang from, transformed, rain dewed trees.
But even when the sun is still shining.
I’m still two timing, multiple poetic pieces.
I’m still too time starved; for catch up poetic binding.
I’m afraid I’m never, going to get written pieces,
through; to that last eternally unwritten line.
Hanging out waiting around for me
in expectation, of artistically, desired pick up.
When will such a courtship; finally end?
When the muse may, no longer, dances up,
her dazzling; or simplistic lines entwining me.
When I’m too tired to write my nights
my days, my artistic life, poetically away.
Then poetry will find; another poet to daze;
for days, for nights; to artistic life write away.
Then poetry will find, another poet, to courtship bard.
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Written in July 1999 on the 17.7.99.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I am woman
I am woman I'm strong and proud
I'm not afraid to love or laugh out loud
I am woman exceptionally exceptional woman
that's me
I am woman I'm courageous and bold
I'm not afraid to give my heart and my soul
I am woman exceptionally exceptional woman that's me
I am woman I don't strive for perfection
I am not perfect at times I seek directions
I am woman exceptionally exceptional woman yes that's me.
poem by Cindy Cato
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You Are Indeed Beautiful
Beautiful, are you, as the flowers of the field.
Beautiful, is the sound of your voice.
Beautiful, is the touch of your hand.
Beautiful, are the eyes that speak of love.
Beautiful, is your understanding and kindness.
Beautiful, is the way you always consider others.
Beautiful, are the courage of your convictions.
Beautiful, are the silent, countless words of, I love you.
Beautiful, is the softness of your touch.
Beautiful, are the children that you hold dear.
Beautiful, is your faith, honesty and loyalty.
Beautiful, are the people, you bless with your love.
Beautiful, are you secret acts of charity.
Beautiful, is the goodness, you give to all.
Beautiful, is the way your never judge anyone.
Beautiful, is your never dreaming...that you are indeed so beautiful.
Beautiful, is your heart...your very soul.
Beautiful, is the way you have made this a better world.
Beautiful, is the helping hand, you extend to all.
Have I told you, you are beautiful in every way?
Have I told you, my beautiful one, that I love you?
One Mans Opinion
Beautiful, are you, as the flowers of the field.
Beautiful, is the sound of your voice.
Beautiful, is the touch of your hand.
Beautiful, are the eyes that speak of love.
Beautiful, is your understanding and kindness.
Beautiful, is the way you always consider others.
Beautiful, are the courage of your convictions.
Beautiful, are the silent, countless words of, I love you.
Beautiful, is the softness of your touch.
Beautiful, are the children that you hold dear.
Beautiful, is your faith, honesty and loyalty.
Beautiful, are the people, you bless with your love.
Beautiful, are you secret acts of charity.
Beautiful, is the goodness, you give to all.
Beautiful, is the way your never judge anyone.
Beautiful, is your never dreaming...that you are indeed so beautiful.
Beautiful, is your heart...your very soul.
Beautiful, is the way you have made this a better world.
Beautiful, is the helping hand, you extend to all.
Have I told you, you are beautiful in every way?
©Joe Fazio
Beautiful Are You...
Beautiful, are you, as the flowers of the field.
Beautiful, is the sound of your voice.
Beautiful, is the touch of your hand.
Beautiful, are the eyes that speak of love.
Beautiful, is your understanding and kindness.
Beautiful, is the way you always consider others.
Beautiful, are the courage of your convictions.
Beautiful, are the silent, countless words of, I love you.
Beautiful, is the softness of your touch.
Beautiful, are the children that you hold dear.
Beautiful, is your faith, honesty and loyalty.
Beautiful, are the people, you bless with your love.
Beautiful, are you secret acts of charity.
Beautiful, is the goodness, you give to all.
Beautiful, is the way your never judge anyone.
Beautiful, is your never dreaming...that you are indeed so beautiful.
Beautiful, is your heart...your very soul.
Beautiful, is the way you have made this a better world.
Beautiful, is the helping hand, you extend to all.
Have I told you, you are beautiful in every way?
Have I told you, my beautiful one, that I love you?
We are blessed to know, one who is as beautiful
as you, in so many ways.
P.S.
I love you.
Monsoon Dawn
your alluring siren
‘Monsoon Musings '
Indira Babbellapati
transform transplant
receptive poetic heart
into true romantic reign
moments of soul quickened
heart felt fused appreciation
breathing birthright storm stir
rain-soaked wind-blowen
veil-form lightning-fuses
light-hearted far-longing
dagger flash recognition
through third eye open
awareness netting monsoon
soft siren beautiful sensual poem
from the heart mind hand
of a beautiful image versed soul
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Make Time For Emergency Needs
we need to believe in people
life is about giving supporting
when we make time to do this
always loyal to our friends
always loyal to strangers needs
always loyal to responsibilities
always thinking beautiful thoughts
we sow potential harmony seeds
this will not exempt us from troubles
sometimes responsibility troubles doubles
but these burning souls in emergency needs
teach appreciation humility as a soul lens
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I know there are going to be big challenges financially, but I'm excited artistically. I think that if the experience is better artistically, then we have more hope in the future.
quote by Karen Kain
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A Teacher Waxing Poetic
Poetry is a soul teacher self aware
knowledgeable in startling subject matter
capable of inspiring imparting knowledge
illuminating in perceptive intensity
opening minds to individualistic potential
instilling unique diverse inspiration
desires to think achieve transcend limitations
closing achievement gap with flash insights.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Candy
Smells like candy tastes so sweet.
I dive right in to this lovely piece.
So soft so good.
Exceptionally right.
It's so beautiful this great delight.
I never want to run it out.
Without this candy I'm down and out.
It's so tasty creamy slippery too.
This candy is true soul food.
I eat and eat this candy sweet.
Such a wholesome delicious fulfilling heat.
poem by Michael McParland
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Beautiful Disaster
He drowns in his dreams
An exquisite extreme I know
He's as damned as he seems
And more Heaven than a heart could hold
And if I tried to save him
My whole world could cave in
It just ain't right
But it just ain't right
Oh and I don't know
I don't know what he's after
But he's so beautiful
Such a beautiful disaster
And if I could hold on
Through the tears and the laughter
Would it be beautiful
Or just a beautiful disaster
He's magic and myth
As strong as what I believe
A tragedy with
More damage than a soul should see
But do I try to change him
So hard not to blame him
Hold me tight
Baby hold me tight
Oh and I don't know
I don't know what he's after
But he's so beautiful
Such a beautiful disaster
And if I could hold on
Through the tears and the laughter
Would it be beautiful
Or just a beautiful disaster
I'm longing for love and the logical
But he's only happy hysterical
I'm searching for some kind of miracle
Waiting so long
Waiting so long
He's soft to the touch
But frayed at the ends he breaks
He's never enough
And still he's more than I can take
Oh and I don't know
I don't know what he's after
But he's so beautiful,
He's such a beautiful disaster
And if I could hold on
Through the tears and the laughter
Would it be beautiful,
Or just a beautiful disaster
He's so beautiful
Oh he's just so beautiful
He's so beautiful
song performed by by Kelly Clarkson
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My beautiful diamond princess
Ho my beautiful diamond princess! Ho my beautiful diamond princess! ! Ho my beautiful diamond princess! ! ! calling you three times make my head swell A princess should come from a royal family A princess should have a royal blood flowing through her vain A princess is recognized in the mist of great multitude as a royal person A princess should have wealth and influence rubbed on her by her father A princess is noticed afar as a royal personality worthy of honor in which i have given to you personally as somebody of great value in my life A title i have given to you from the dept of my heart When i look into your eyes what i see is a diamond of special value calling for attention Who else will i give my attention if not you, you are the only sugar in my tea The only honey in my life You are the reason why i am alive You are the reason for my survival You gave hope to the hopeless while others have lost hope in me, you kept my hope burning while other peoples dream were truncated along the way, you kept my dreams flying higher and higher You gave my dreams an accelerated step to victory, victory is sure, victory at last While darkness comes like a scary monster frighten me at night, you made a light in that scary path for my dreams to come true If i have a wings i will fly, If i have a wings i will fly, long long way far away over the blue sea, over the hilltop, over the mountain where i will be waiting for you Ho my beautiful diamond princess here i bow for you to show my heart felt appreciation Thank you for standing by me through tick and thin Thank you very much
poem by Olayemi Ayo
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