Category Archives: My poems

Quora Answers: How do you complete a poem in any subject matter you are interested in?

Imagination is a tricky thing. It does not breathe words all the time. Sometimes it is alive, and sometimes it is barely breathing.
When I have ideas, I write in a notebook or on my phone. After that, I transferred my thoughts to my blog.
You do not just sit at your desk and start writing a poem.

I love writing. For me, it is like living in a parallel world of my own making. Nevertheless, the walls of this new realm may sometimes appear blurry.

The idea for the following poem hit me when I looked out the window and felt the mellow shine of autumn glistening into the threes.

I don’t want the summer to end

I don’t want the summer to end
That is why I try to suspend
My thoughts of winters and grey
Garnering drops of snow and dismay.

I don’t want the summer to end
That is why I am hand in hand
With clouds and planets blue,
Roses and treasures that have no clue
Of corrupt winds and misty reign
In the apocalypse of rain.

I don’t want the summer to end…

Art – Daniel F. Gerhartz. Fair use

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How do you complete a poem in any subject matter you are interested in?

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I love answering questions on Quora. It is like gymnastics of the mind.

Imagination is a tricky thing. It does not breathe words all the time. Sometimes it is alive, and sometimes it is barely breathing.
When I have ideas, I write in a notebook or on my phone. After that, I transferred my thoughts to my blog.
You do not just sit at your desk and start writing a poem.

I love writing. For me, it is like living in a parallel world of my own making. Nevertheless, the walls of this new realm may sometimes appear blurry.

The idea for the following poem hit me when I looked out the window and felt the mellow shine of autumn glistening into the threes.

I don’t want the summer to end

I don’t want the summer to end
That is why I try to suspend
My thoughts of winters and grey
Garnering drops of snow and dismay.

I don’t want the summer to end
That is why I am hand in hand
With clouds and planets blue,
Roses and treasures that have no clue
Of corrupt winds and misty reign
In the apocalypse of rain.

I don’t want the summer to end…

Art – Daniel F. Gerhartz. Fair use

Who is your favorite poet and what makes them stand out to you?

Who is your favorite poet and what makes them stand out to you? Have they influenced your writing style in any way?

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My favorite poet is Emily Dickinson.
I have been greatly influenced by her simplicity in her wording in the most astonishing poems.
Her lucid words create powerful feelings. You are able to taste, feel, and see the almost surrealistic landscapes that she creates.
In my opinion, her poems are written in color. She is able to render colors and hues in verse.

“I know nothing in the world that has as much power as a word. Sometimes I write one, and I look at it, until it begins to shine.” ― Emily Dickinson

“Bring me the sunset in a cup.” ― Emily Dickinson

The poem below has been inspired by her.

What friends?

I have the sun
and the full moons,
The air and the water
blue.

The memories of
the sweet hills
and the crescent moon
keeping the vineyards
in bloom.

For my love
I would give
My hills
wrapped in balmy
vine flowers
.

“If I can stop a heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain”. – Emily Dickinson

Photo by the author.

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Will poetry ever become obsolete due to its lack of practical use compared to STEM fields?

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Poetry will never become obsolete, nor will art or any artistic expressions, because this makes us human. We read and write poetry with the heart, not with the mind.
Music makes us feel. Science forces us to think.
Exploring imaginary dominions is purely an artistic expression of feeling with our heart and creativity. Even perfumery is subjected to poetry. Perceiving a fragrance has to do with interpretation, not to mention that some people have synesthesia; they see the smells in colors. Some fragrances remind me of turbulent twilights, while others remind me of a sun ray that sparkles in a bottle, emitting a solar heating vibe akin to a lamp.

The above question echoed in my mind, making me think of the film Equilibrium.
Because art elicits emotions, all representations of art have been outlawed in an effort to foster a conflict-free society.
Sean Bean’s character is willing to sacrifice his life for a book of poems by William Butler Yeats:

“I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.”

We read poetry, listen to music, and enjoy paintings because they contribute to our humanity. They allow us to travel vicariously and evade in faraway lands that offer hope, love, and wonder.
I cannot imagine the world without music, scents, and art. There’s a story behind all of these. Sometimes it’s a story in verse.

Art – Thomas Edwin Mostyn

What are the benefits of reading and writing poetry? Why is it still relevant in today’s society?

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If you are a writer, immersing yourself in the works of other writers can deepen your understanding of the art of crafting vivid imagery and evoking powerful emotions through words.

We, as writers, experience the writer’s block more than often. When I do feel my imagination running dry, as it is difficult to come up with new ideas, the best medicine is to stop writing and start reading. I read everything I could find in my library. Anyhow, I have a lot of books on my must-read list. And I believe in Taleb’s antilibrary.

“Indeed, the more you know, the larger the rows of unread books. Let us call this collection of unread books an antilibrary.” – The Black Swan, Nassim Taleb

After a few days, my writing voice is back. The most inspirational writers for me are: John Fowles, Somerset Maugham, Jack London.

Notwithstanding, the most useful information comes from books.
Writing poetry is, in my opinion, the most important gymnastic of the mind.
I usually write poetry about natural landscapes that speak to me in verses and about paintings.

I wrote this inspired by a Vincent van Gogh’s painting.

He is fairer than Spring,
Wiser than my unread library,
Tenderer than a feather
in the newly-stirred autumn wind.

The breathtaking lilac copses in my neighborhood served as inspiration for A Day as the Lilac Hunter. They are more like bushes, but, in my imagination, they have the potent carnal scent of the Forest of Lilacs.

Photo by the author.

Just Write

I started writing by chance. I started writing poems for quieting my sorrows and burns caused by difficult waves of life.

Writing is
quieting the burns
from people’s thoughts and deeds
And dissolving
all knowledge
that this will
ever happen…
Writing (an old poem)

One of the most cherished moments in my life is when I bring pen and paper to the beach and watch the waves incessantly, as my mind becomes a canvas for ideas to gallop freely.

In a more prosaic approach, everybody must make a habit of writing, whether is:
Journaling
Notetaking
Goal-writing
Blogging
Storytelling
List-making
Poetry-writing

Writing can clear your mind, refine your ideas, develop your thoughts, and help you see things clearly.
It has been demonstrated that a written goal is half-fulfilled. 

Why don’t you try?
Just write!
Start Now!

Our creative writing courses are open to you:
Personalized one-on-one lessons or group classes are available.
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Art – George Clausen

How do you say “I love you!”?

Writing Prompt

I have crafted numerous declarations of love in verse:

He is fairer than Spring,
Wiser than my unread library,
Tenderer than a feather
in the newly-stirred autumn wind.

http://blog.seocopywriting.ro/2021/10/02/loving-2/

Also featured at Poetry’s Home, a Medium publication.

Art – — Vincent van Gogh. Source: Pinterest

Somewhere, There and Anywhere

Somewhere, There and Anywhere
are decent proposals of good-byes.

Uttered in different keys
Of Wisdom, Hope and Grief,

Launched in midnight dreams
and finished in the afternoons.

…That whispers in the wind
Cannot bear
in the prime of spring…

…Sending smells of Trust…
is autumn’s proposal of

Hello…

Written on the 16th June 2015

In picture – Corfu in October by the Author

World Poetry Day!

Held every year on 21 March, World Poetry Day celebrates one of humanity’s most treasured forms of cultural and linguistic expression and identity.

World Poetry Day is the occasion to honour poets, revive oral traditions of poetry recitals, promote the reading, writing and teaching of poetry, foster the convergence between poetry and other arts such as theatre, dance, music and painting, and raise the visibility of poetry in the media.

In celebration of this day, I include one of my fondest poems, published in the Sudden Denouement Anthology Volume I.

What can I give you?

What can I give you? I am the blue
as imagined by a blind
and the roots of knowledge
as watered by a scholar.

I am the yellow
wind and the mauve
respond of light
perched
in the ubiquitous trees
tethered in the clouds
that barely scratch
the sky.

I am the green
storm and colorless waves
that wished upon a mountain
to break water in tryst
with the sun.

Not by blindness
we can reorder colors
but by the painting of a soul
in a moment tender
as the liquid moon
is quivering above the forest.

© Iulia Halatz

Art by Jan Schmuckal. Source – Facebook