This is my latest poetry tag of a poem I wrote when I was in Greece one summer. I was inspired after observing the beautiful old abandoned houses. It is a poem about the love we need to give to a house to keep it alight. Sometimes after reading a poem, a mixture of thoughts and feelings go through me, and I wonder if I will ever write such a poem again. The moment was irreplaceable.
A prose made up of short excerpts from the poems in my book.
Watch the videos at the same time as you listen to the poem for a relaxing effect.
I’ve chosen these ‘illustrating visuals’ that remind me of home. Those of above and those below.
Impressions are welcome!
A Petaled Poet
A story of poems About Life, Love and Travel. Intelligent and imaginative perspectives are sought as obstacles unravel a mystery. An intimate life, spiced with dance as identity is peeled away with an aim of ultimately revealing a truth. The intricacies of life made pleasurable by a soft stable heart beat and a melodic dance.
The thorn will last longer than the intricate petal,
Both are beautiful,
Though the petal will give more pleasure,
Long lasting pleasure.
A mother born
The child with a thorn
By her side,
The spirit fertilized the fragile egg
And the womb was blessed.
No one can see it
But what if I could find the words to describe it
Whatever it is that I feel,
Want to feel,
And find my peace.
By Maria Grujicic
This is a dedication to my beautiful, innately philosophical, always alive in spirit and grace, Greece. In the poetry book I’ve included photos of a short life span of travel through Greece, the place I searched for my roots. The journey of travel is illustrated to go with a dance, a fertile dance that releases my grace for life.
PREVIEW OF THE BOOK COMING SOON
The art of writing is the art of discovering what you believe.— Gustave Flaubert
My goal with this blog is to offend everyone in the world at least once with my words… so no one has a reason to have a heightened sense of themselves. We are all ignorant, we are all found wanting, we are all bad people sometimes.