on life’s manuscript –
apiece on leaf, we scribbled
the treads of dusks and dawns
on pages, we stripped solitary moment
formed self, commencing our own vision
into what we sought to be on shore
we, makers of our own origami
we measure, we fold, we cut
forming birds and whales
boat representing self
as we draw our background in hues
putting outrigger from our faith
5th of November,2009
We certainly do cut out our own pattern in life Catrina - - and make of ourself whomever we wish...... a solemn thought,10 + + + Fay
The inferance to Origami works well for your metaphor. The poem has an implied mystic because it refers to an art form that is steeped in history and culture...very nice mood and texture to this pen
deeply reflective poem. i like the metaphor Origami, for the art fascinates me even today. lovely poem Catrina MAMTA
I will say you should put some of these poetry On the self...with good help you might win a nobel prize one day lol.. good job...
a thought provoking poem, catrina.....nicely crafted with an appropriate end....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is an AWESOME poem. I love origami, and I love how you used origami to describe a person, and their life. Great poem! 10+