Blogging U – Writing Poetry 201 – Found Poem, Landscape, Enumeratio

Blogging 201 – Writing -FOUND POEM, LANDSCAPE, ENUMERATIO

Words and phrases taken from “The Rough Guide to Thailand”  written and researched by Paul Gray and Lucy Ridout

Published by Rough Guides

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THAILAND – SIAM

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Land of 100,000 smiles

Resplendent traditions

Modern Opulence

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Monarchy of stability

Unifying Theravada Buddhists

Mon, Thai, Hill Peoples

Chinese, Immigrants, Foreigners and travelling Tourists

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Well watered world

Biggest falls

City of Mists

Pass of Three Pagodas

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Roof of Thailand

Cloud Capped Granite Escarpment

Limestone hills

Temples carved in caves

Reclining, Standing, Sitting Buddha emerald, gold and Jade

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Lush rice fields

Patchwork paddies

Rhododendrons, sphagnum moss

Orchids and sugar cane

Beans and tobacco

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Folk Dance, Thai boxing

Festivals of Water, Candles, Firework rockets

Snorkel, Raft, Dive and Trek

Thailand under your skin

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Cheryle – February 2015

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7th Assignment – Blogging 201 – Writing Poetry Prose Poem, Fingers, Assonance

7th Assignment – Blogging 201 – Writing Poetry   Prose Poem, Fingers, Assonance

REFLEXOLOGY     1a4c9b8d_298537     FIRE FINGERS

Can you feel it?  Energy, surging through my fingers?  Warmth pulsating from their tips?  Tentatively I lift the foot, fit my fingers to its’ shape.  Gently slip, past the Achilles tendon beyond the cuneiform bones down to the tips of the toes.  Wherever my fingers slid, a distinct imprint of heat follows.

Cradle the foot.  Let my fingers firmly press and twist the reflex points of the spine from the heel to the joint at the root of the big toe.  Impress the Pineal, the Hypothalamus and the Pituitary.  Release the feel good chemicals that give you an inner smile.  Manipulate the brain, sinuses’, ears and eyes.  Pop the crystals built up in the shoulders and breast.  Flush the lymph, lungs and the liver.  Eliminate toxins with a slight circular motion.  Purge the sludge sitting dormant in the stomach, kidneys, and intestines, all points of collection.  Dig deep into the hip, tail bone, the cervix and sciatic nerve.  Reduce the effects of gravity from the constraint of shoes tied tightly leaving no room for fluid movement.

Finish and invigorate the whole foot with a touch of intense pleasure.  Squish and squeeze the skin, muscles and bone to move the languishing blood up.  Up and out of the dark blue veins into the hearts cleaning pump, pump-pump, pump.  Dirty blood returns to the red arteries fresh and nourished.

Can you feel it?  The pulse of life flowing freely from heel to toe?  Walk on feet made of soft pillowy clouds and avoid caffeine.

Cheryle Feb 24, 2015

Photo:  Copyright: by  Cheryle

6th Assignment – Blogging 201 – Writing Poetry Ballad – Heroine, Anaphora/Epistrophe

6th Assignment – Blogging 201 – Writing Poetry Ballad – Heroine, Anaphora

Day 6 and I am up to date with my assignments.  Yeah!  I completed my Ballad about a Heroine using the poetic device Anaphora.

This is my imagining of what a young Priestess would say about her Goddess upon ordination.  It is no way historically accurate or even a slice of history.  It is just me and some words.

Ballad – Heroine, Anaphora

-isis-greek-roman-sculpture-vintage-illustration-from-meyers-konversations-stock-vector-sculpture-of 91944878  edited              A Ballad for the Goddess

If I knew then what I know now

I would have

……….Hung my head in supplication

I would have

……….Danced naked in your presence

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You have risen me from despair into hope

……….From disrepute into honour

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If knew then what I know now

I would have

……….Picked sacred herbs until my fingers bled

I would have

……….Drunk poppy juice until the truth flowed freely

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You have replaced my chains of slavery with freedom

……….Shown me the clues to great happiness

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If I knew then what I know now

I would have

……….Plaited flowers and worn them in my hair

I would have

……….Sat in silent meditation on your virtues

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You taught me the ways of love

……….To see you in the moon and the stars

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If I knew then what I know now

I would have

……….Borne the lessons without struggle

I would have

……….Lifted my voice in joyous song

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You have given me the strength

……….To face demons dark

……….To stand alone free from fear

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If I knew then what I know now

I would have

……….Bowed down to you the day I was born

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Cheryle Feb 23, 2015

 

Image from:    × Stock Vector Illustration:

Sculpture of Isis – greek – roman sculpture / vintage illustration from Meyers Konversations-Lexikon 1897

  • Image ID: 91944878                      Copyright: Hein Nouwens

5th Assignment – Elegy, Fog, Metaphor

Blogging U 201 – Writing Poetry – 5th Assignment – Elegy, Fog, Metaphor

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Elegy of you

 

The veil descends, mutable grey, tangible heartache

Unknown, wrapped alone the shroud tears illusion away

Gently, silver tendrils swirl tenderly, grasp your bright soul

Rising, darkness illuminated dissipates mist, my heart lightens

 

My last memory of you disappears into the fog, quietly

 

 

Cheryle  Feb 22, 2015