A taste of the Orient for Bro salvatore

sample of variuos oriental styled

 

 

 

A taste of the orient.

 

Kushih.

 Chinese form

 

Cold winter comes heralded by

the autumn gales which strip the trees

Migrating birds now southward fly.

These are the moments poets seize

 Record their thoughts in black and white

 In words they’ve chosen carefully

 With which they hope to share the sight

of visions seen but fleetingly.

If they succeed as they hope

they can transmit that which they view.

Their feelings and emotions too

Something poets must try to do

Some will succeed but others fail

Although they try their very best

 their efforts are to no avail.

Their lack of skill is manifest.

 

16-Nov-08

 

 Choka.

 

Japanese form

 

Trees starkly outlined.

Silhouettes against the snow.

Artfully designed

for the austere beauty show.

 Pure simplicity

Winters limited palette

 only black and white.

Is proved to be sufficient

to create beauty.

Which all who see appreciate.

If they choose to see the

 complex simplicity

 embodied in each bare tree

 

16-Nov-08

 

 

Ch’I yen shih.

Chinese metre

 

Things we hold true may not be.

What we are taught in our youth

 by those who are also blind.

 How can they teach us the truth.

 

17-Nov-08

 

Doha.

Hindi form

 

 I was foot loose and fancy free until I met you, suddenly I knew that I was incomplete.

I surrendered and cast my heart at your feet.

 

17-Nov-08

 

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Reviews

[Arthur Crow]

A most facinating read Ivor.. I never know what to expect from you, and that is a good thing. There is wisdom and splendor here, the structure is very effective.