Magpie 26
They say
The hand that rocks the cradle
Rules the world...
I say
The hand that tills the land
Feeds the world
The hand that guides the chalk
Teaches the young
The hand that shapes the heart
Calms the soul
The hand that carves the art
Broadens the mind
The hand that reaches out
Creates the strongest of bonds
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The hand of the scribe
Yours and mine...
This is a Magpie Tale. Weekly host Willow continues to draw poets from around the world to her wonderful poets' sanctuary.
nice. I really liked 'The hand that tills the land
ReplyDeleteFeeds the world.' well done with this magpie
Thank you Patience. Sometimes, it is easier to let the poem write itself. That's what I did this time around.
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping by!
.... and I say this is a magnificent Magpie!
ReplyDeleteDear Helen,
ReplyDeleteMagnificent? I am a bit overwhelmed by that. But I am so very glad you like it!
this entry reminds of the poem I abandoned years ago for i thought the list of statements were endless and long. Only now I got an idea a poem like this really works! I loved how you start with an untested truth and make it all real along the way.
ReplyDeletewell done!
ReplyDeleteYou say truth.
ReplyDeleteIsn't that just so? Very well done!
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Oh Ninotaziz I just love this poem! It has so much truth, and is told as only a true poet could. Truly brilliant writing!
ReplyDeletevery nice magpie
ReplyDeleteI like- I SAY...!!
This is very nice... well done...
ReplyDeleteWhoever said "the hand that rocks the cradle rules the world" wasn't paying very close attention to the actual state of world affairs. :)
ReplyDeleteLove your responses.
Dear Arian,
ReplyDeleteYou know I am a big fan of your blog and poems. Thanks for sharing!
Dear Jingle - why, thank you!
ReplyDeleteDear Friko,
The truth can be so basic, yet often ignored. Thank you.
Dear Angie Muresan ,
Thank you! I will drop by soon.
Dearest Carrie Burtt ,
You don't know how happy you made me. Have a wonderful weekend!
Dearest Suz,
Yes, now that you mentioned it, I like I SAY too!
Thank you Dianne, do come again!
Dear AngelMay,
Thank you. You are right, the responses and encouragement we give each other is all the more reason Magpie Tales is such a special place to be.
Lovely-welldone!
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ReplyDeleteDear Kathe,
ReplyDeleteThank you! Cheers and have a great weekend.
I particularly like "..The hand that guides the chalk
ReplyDeleteTeaches the young.." So true.
ninotaziz,
ReplyDeleteHaving no opportunity to study poetry I avoid most poems, being too abstract to understand what stirs the poet’s mind to express. This poem of yours is simple and I can appreciate it because it touches something personal. If I say it is beautiful I would want you to believe it.
Menitisnya air
kesawah
Awan hitam
Diperah
Menitisnya air
Kepipi
Jarijari kecil
kasihani
Kerdilnya aku
Dikaki Mu
thank goodness for those hands that make a difference in our word and in our lives...nice magpie!
ReplyDeleteSo true! I like how you expanded from a simple idea to make a complete poem.
ReplyDeleteMagnifique!
ReplyDeleteNice poem - well said!
ReplyDeleteExcellent reminders, all. Nicely crafted!
ReplyDeleteDear Martin
ReplyDeleteYes, I love it too. Don't our teachers shape our thoughts and experience
Dear Pakcik of Al-Manar ,
I hope you enjoyed the foray to poetland and the poem specifically dedicated to those who craft, shape and teach...
I really loved your beautiful sajak as well which is translated here [to the best of my ability, but sajak is notoriously difficult to translate] for those who do not know Bahasa Malaysia - if you don't mind...
Menitisnya air
kesawah
Awan hitam
Diperah
The gentle drizzle
falls upon the paddy fields
Clouds grey and heavy
Wrung tightly
Menitisnya air
Kepipi
Jarijari kecil
kasihani
The gentle tear falls
Upon the cheek
Overcame by pity
For the little ones, the weak
Kerdilnya aku
Dikaki Mu
How insignificant I am
Lying at your feet
Dear Brian ,
The more hands so willingly shape us, the more we find ourselves? Thank you for dropping by...
Dear Aoife.Troxel
Thank you! As I mentioned earlier, the poem weaved itself and was done in ten minutes !
Cher Wan Sharif
Merci beaucoup! Quand allez vous écrire de la poésie avec moi? Vois! Enfin, j'ai ecrire une poésie avec Pakcik!
Thanks Linda - have a great Sunday!
Dear Tumblewords
Oh yes...a reminder to all of us. Thank you dear Tumblewords...
To those who are interested...
ReplyDeleteMenitisnya air
kesawah
Awan hitam
Diperah
Menitisnya air
Kepipi
Jarijari kecil
kasihani
Kerdilnya aku
Dikaki Mu
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The gentle drizzle
falls upon the paddy fields
Clouds grey and heavy
Wrung tightly
The gentle tear falls
Upon the cheek
Overcame by pity
For the young and the weak
How insignificant - me
Lying at your feet
Dear Ninotaziz,
ReplyDeleteI knew that Pakcik is a very sensitive man..
for I believe only sensitive person..
can devote his life to the needy.
For a man who avoid most poems,
Pakcik wrote a very beautiful poetry..
observing life ...
comparing water from heavy clouds
and water that fell on the cheek of a child..
that evoke a feeling of helplessness..
dwarfing himself before the Almighty..
Dear Saudara Wan Sharif
ReplyDeleteI love your version of Pakcik's deep sajak! You really should write more poetry - do try the Magpies!
Ninot,
ReplyDeleteThank you for your vote of confidence..
poems are still too deep for me..
better to enjoy them first..
before delving any deeper..
A bientot peut-être
Just brillant, you express so much with few lines and generate much to think about....do love your work...bkm
ReplyDeleteDitto, bkm. Ditto!
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written.
ReplyDeleteThank you Sue!
ReplyDeleteQuiet hands can be the most powerful. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteAnd thank you for the interpretation of the sajak. I'd like to learn more about that form.
Dear T
ReplyDeleteI love that - Quiet hands...Thank you.
In Malay there are many forms of poetry.
PANTUN
The most famous and elegant are the pantun, known to the French circle of 18th century high society as pantoun.
They can be 4 line, 6 line or 8 line stanzas of abab, abcabc and abcdabcd form.
The first half is usually a metaphor/indication of what comes in the second half.
There is also pantun berkait where the 2nd and 4th lines are repeated in the following stanza. Again, the 1st half is an indication of what's to come in the poetry.
SYAIR
Syair, which is usually sung in a melodic rhyme is influenced by Persian origins. The form is aaaa. The most popular syair known to us is Syair Siti Zubaidah Perang China of 4300 lines - the story of a Malay prinbcess who went to war with China.
SAJAK
Sajak is of free form - as such the most difficult for me.
Please feel free to drop by www.pantundanselokaninotaziz.blogspot.com for my Malay poetry. I never thought of translating them because that is so difficult, but now, I might try it.
Wise and beautiful words!
ReplyDeleteThank you Willow....for a lovely rustic prompt.
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