S.U.R.R.E.A.L

 

 

bE Y Ond REal

time moves along backwards

hurtling like a comet

to a world where the music is

 

en C H an T ing

courteous, and archaic

expressions of love are

to die for

 

e MO tiona L  UPHeava  l s

are euphoric and the look

inviting one to the other side

i s   m o s t   a n t i c i p a t e d

 

S u R R enDE r

 

 

by ninotaziz

 

All Rights Reserved

 

 

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for dversepoets

N.U.S.A.N.T.A.R.A

if you have never been to this enchanted land, you would not be able to visualise the grace of hands brought together, to signify respect and welcome. the flick of fingers in rhythmic response to the gamelan brass orchestra - anger. love. goodbye. in a drama that unfolds through dance. and dance alone.

hands, beckon

anger. love. goodbye

the music begins

if you have never been to this legacy of romance, you would not be able to listen to the million fables brought together, to represent centuries of storytelling. or the flick of fingers in rhythmic response to the voice of the penglipurlara - makyung. wayang. mulung. in a drama that unfolds on  stage. alone.

stories, beckon

makyung. wayang. mulung.

the show begins

if you have never been to this world of grace, you would not be able to smell the million scents brought together, to represent centuries of tradition. or the flick of fingers in rhythmic response to the brass pots and wooden stove - cloves. curry. cinnamon. in a drama that unfolds above the fire. and fire alone.

spices, beckon

cloves. curry. cinnamon

the feast begins


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My list, that did not make the linky.

Inspired by Tony Maude at dVersepoets

Earth - couplets, haiku and a pleiade

I wonder why the clouds are grey

With not a sight of raindrop all day

Rivers no longer rush with thrill to sea

Amidst sluggish crawl to break free

From all the hazards from the towns

From way up high, down to the ground

Is it time for mother earth to retreat

Abandon all of us to our own beat

Shall we be like moths to the flame
When no one is left to take the blame

As she rises in all her fury and might

And we will be defeated in this fight.

For Magpietales

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mother earth sighs with apprehension as she tries to break free,
no more

For Poets United

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Earth - beauty, unrivaled
Ever faithful sunrise
Each moment, like crystal
Evermore as we part
Evening, a hallowed treat
Expansive starry night
Earth - beauty, unrivaled

For Dversepoets

three poems by ninotaziz

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I haven't been writing for a while. But I miss poetry so much. And what better muse, than mother earth, herself?

Of rhyme and no reason

Cat and The Fiddle

On Sandy Bay

Butterflies turn to angels

 And dreams drive into

the Tasman Sea

© ninotaziz

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For dversepoets

Interview with Stu Taylor (USA) : NAGA