HIstory of Poems...

Poetry (from the Greek "ποίησις", poiesis, a "making") is a form of literary art in which language is used for its aesthetic and evocative qualities in addition to, or in lieu of, its apparent meaning. Poetry may be written independently, as discrete poems, or may occur in conjunction with other arts, as in poetic drama, hymns or lyrics.
Poetry, and discussions of it, have a long history. Early attempts to define poetry, such as Aristotle's Poetics, focused on the uses of speech in rhetoric, drama, song and comedy.Later attempts concentrated on features such as repetition, verse form and rhyme, and emphasized the aesthetics which distinguish poetry from prose. From the mid-20th century, poetry has sometimes been more loosely defined as a fundamental creative act using language.
Poetry often uses particular forms and conventions to suggest alternative meanings in the words, or to evoke emotional or sensual responses. Devices such as assonance, alliteration, onomatopoeia and rhythm are sometimes used to achieve musical or incantatory effects. The use of ambiguity, symbolism, irony and other stylistic elements of poetic diction often leaves a poem open to multiple interpretations. Similarly, metaphor, simile and metonymy[4] create a resonance between otherwise disparate images—a layering of meanings, forming connections previously not perceived. Kindred forms of resonance may exist, between individual verses, in their patterns of rhyme or rhythm.
Some forms of poetry are specific to particular cultures and genres, responding to the characteristics of the language in which the poet writes. While readers accustomed to identifying poetry with Dante, Goethe, Mickiewicz and Rumi may think of it as being written in rhyming lines and regular meter, there are traditions, such as those of Du Fu and Beowulf, that use other approaches to achieve rhythm and euphony. Much of modern British and American poetry is to some extent a critique of poetic tradition,playing with and testing (among other things) the principle of euphony itself, to the extent that sometimes it deliberately does not rhyme or keep to set rhythms at all.In today's globalized world, poets often borrow styles, techniques and forms from diverse cultures and languages.

Friday, May 15, 2009

You and I

I went through life, meandering,wondering...Where life's road is taking me.One day up, the other, down,searching...Knowing not my destiny.

All these years you were there;committed...As was I. Firm boundaries in place.Then one day, these fences fell,clattering...Leaving us both free to choose.

Now we have choices, yes we do -unlimited...A freedom until now not known.No demands, no expectations;hesitating...Could we meet our separate needs?

You are most wonderful by far, moreexceptional...Than anyone I've ever met.You give, you love, you share -unique...Could this be it for both of us?

You are kind, loving and warm;unselfish...You give so much day by day.And I receive that warmth from you,unending...Will you tell me what you really feel?

The days are early - we have time;contemplating...About what's important to us both.If we were meant for one another,forever...Will all be revealed in time to come?

Regardless of the signs right now,promising...We will soon know if it's for real.We both need time to heal and grow;recovering...Before embracing that new tomorrow!

But while we share this journey dear,together...Let's enjoy what's ours to share.Let's be gentle with each other,loving...And enjoy what fate has sent our way!

I love you angel, that you know;Sabrina...You are such a perfect mate!I would take you as my own,tomorrow...If I knew you felt the same.

Friendship, love, respect and trust,cemented...Solidly in place for both of us.A foundation under construction;solid...For you, for me, our little ones.

You and I,Please Lord!Just let it be.

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