Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Sunday, April 1, 2012

Communication

Today is April 1st. and  this is not a prank! 

April is the National Poetry Month and I am again taking this enriching challenge of writing one poem a day and post it on Poetic Asides, along with hundreds of other poets. 

It's fun and  we all can learn a lot with it!  Thanks Robert L. Brewer for Poetic Asides, and for these five years of "poeming"!  ;-)

I'll share my poems  here, too, since this is a passion! 

My first poem of April, based on the suggested prompt "communication":


Gerald the Herald

“Gents 'n Ladies,

I commute from Comunion
to communicate to this community
the coming-up of the eleventh commandment.

As per the Commander's command,
I shall commence the communication
with common sense and camaraderie.

Communes and commoners,
comrades and comedians,
compadres and con men,
collect your chimeras and commodities
combine them all, also the commodes
and all the countless conflicts.
Compromise and commit to common sense
come out of your coma!
What else do you need? A coach or a combustion?
Creatures of consumerism,
Stay conscious, c'mon!
Stop and think, consume less, conceive better.
Common sense is the commandment!

Comments or commendations,


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Note: Comunion is a small town in Álava, Northern Spain.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Beliefs, Changes, Energy ...

Decisions... and poetry! Is this what Life is all about?  :-)   Yes or No?  Tell me what you think!


Energy of Life!

Earthquake of words...
Tremors,
astounding discoveries.

What was that sound?

Something was found!
No explanation,
but documents, books
and alike...
There was a certain mention,
and the story is what it looks
like.

The questions remain:
How's that possible?
What's that?
Energy?
Universe?
Coincidences?
A God or two?
You?

'Nothing' seems enough...
Just when defeat is a bluff
Then what?
Faith? Farce?
A rut...

Passion is bold,
Fool's Gold.
Numbs the senses.
Red are the fences
that emptiness jumps
wild, in clumps
to meet passion -
the rage in a strife
rescuing in new fashion
the Energy of Life.


Rose


Monday, February 15, 2010

Still Living

Still Living is the name of a Brazilian rock band, whose guitarist is a subscriber of one of my websites. It seems that we are mutual fans! I've seen myself in several of their song's words... Passion is such a universal feeling! It just bugs me when people try to kill their passion in name of the false concept of being "correct" and following stupid behavioral rules.

Still Living is an independent band and their songs are mainly AOR and melodic hard rock. They are from Garanhuns, Pernambuco (one of my favorite states in the northeast coast of Brazil!) and they have been doing a great job with their words and instruments since 2004.

Many of their songs and videos shared around the Net are still a little raw. Handsome Pedro Gilberto (vocal) has a low-toned voice, which in many songs gets obscured by the high-toned instruments (this makes it hard to understand the words and fully "feel" the song). They are working on a demo CD, so I guess little details will be soon addressed.

It's worth checking these guys out! The music arrangements are really good! I especially like the song Trying to Believe... very nice groove!

http://www.myspace.com/stilllivinghardrock

And here you can listen to some others songs, right when you open the site.
http://palcomp3.cifraclub.terra.com.br/still_hardrock/


If you are a rock expert or a rock snobbish, forgive my "like-everything-what-makes-me-happy" style! I am no expert in music, but I love everything that makes me drift away (i.e. think, dream, dance, cry, laugh... good wine... love...).

Here are the words of Stream of Life. I like the words in this song (pity we can't hear them clearly in the demo video!). These words reflect a bit of my own life poetry. Yep...the storm will pass... I'm too, "Trying to Believe", and I am "Still Living"! ;-)

Stream of Life

in the dark days of this year
you saw your dreams disappear…
you’re feeling all alone
like a shadow on the wall…

now you want to blame the world
tomorrow is getting colder…

you need to come home
or find a little shelter
There's a broken feeling
knocking on your door

you’re not the only one
in the stream of life
now you must be strong
to break the chains around you

what will life bring you now?
all the faith is going down…
more than a tragic day
you’re lost along the way…

in your eyes I see the pain
and your heart beats away…

rain keeps on falling
in the strongest storm



Go Still Living! Keep that passion on! Keep following your dreams! I am proud of you guys! :-)


Rose