MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘The Cup’

gallop through a prairie
horse white mane
soft morning light
the sun rose up again

without a saddle
free as a bird
bolting wildly
away from the herd

where is he running
what awaits there
devoid of direction
he may not care

joyous movement
through time and space
on his own terms
far from the race

never mind the trophies
now all given up
new sense of freedom
forget Melbourne cup

The Mystery of Poetry

Why is it that we prefer to read a few pages long text rather than a short poem?

We live in an era where our screen time is measured in hours, when our attention span is limited to a few seconds and when we are generally more attached to the screen than to our loved ones.

When it comes to reading, we often prefer a few pages of text to reading a short poetry.

What reading does

As we read, there is a voice inside our head, which spells out the words in the text inside our head. The thing is, that voice is there if we read or not. However, if we are not reading the voice may often sound like a negative self talk. While we read a written word, either on the screen or in a paper book, it gives us an opportunity to supplement our own self-talk with an alternative material.

What makes poetry such an outsider to our reading time

Let’s postulate here that poetry is hard to read. Is that true?
The hardest part of a poem are the gaps that the reader has to fill.

Poetry offers a helping hand on a journey within one’s mind. That being the mind of the poet, as well as the mind of the reader. There are, of course, different types of poetry, and each poem reflects the state of mind of the poet as they composed the words together.

Poetry is usually succinct. As much as possible is written in the least number of words. The words that are written in a short poem are very carefully selected for their value and combined with the other words to deliver a punchline, or to evoke specific feelings.

Now, the reason we may pass by poetry is that while it does deliver, it first needs our direct involvement. It requires us to feel. To let memories flow freely. The reader becomes part of the poem.

And that can be an unnerving and challenging experience for many of us. To feel, means, to let flow the stuff that is below the surface. That is often subconscious. That is carefully pushed down and protected from being felt.

While most media we generally follow mainly hypnotize and numb our minds into stupor and inactivity, poetry, as if magically, does the very opposite.

However, it may bring up more than our conscious mind wants to digest.

So, are you ready to lift the veil and unlock the secrets of your unconscious mind?
Just beware that the ride may not be what you expect, though it surely will be transformative.

MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Rainy Rhyme’

softly falling rain
removes the chain
of emotional pain
make it our goal main
to become fit again

heavy lifting like a crane
could feel insane
forsake words profane
if body weight you gain
oxygen flows in a vein

is it safe to explain
what does soda contain
artificial sweeteners refrain
the taste of a new domain
drink fresh sugar cane
get rid of the wine stain

stop to vilify grain
its effects ascertain
body fuel regain
learn to entertain
in the fast lane
like a bullet train

with no champagne
if we are to be sane
it may sound mundane
food is to sustain
not energy drain
extra pounds do retain
diets to disdain

it’s a deeper terrain
stop to complain
no longer restrain
preaching was in vain
eating is not humane

abstain

MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Maybe’

sense of calm
to start the day
sense of calm
to end the night
the mind is still

new day is here
miraculously
seize it
centered
peaceful

who knows what
day will it be
the one day
or the last day

live in the now
tomorrow is
a new day
maybe

sense of calm
the mind is still
centered
peaceful
now