Love is Nature is Love – Norberto Franco Cisneros
LOVE IS NATURE IS LOVE
Norberto Franco Cisneros
The Elder Poet
Our Dying-Seas Painting by Norberto Franco Cisneros
The brook follows the path of least resistance
It does not confront obstacles
It embraces themNature knows not war
The landscape is tranquil, peaceful
Nature likes it that way
Rolling shades of green sprinkling the velvet hills with
A myriad of colorful flowers
Brighten the spirit of the rainbow
The eye follows the brook’s unimpeded meandering path
A Monarch jig-jaggedly flies in glee
Its life will shortly come to an end but
That’s Nature’s way too
Clear water caresses the rocks underneath it,
Whispering sweet, gurgling, purling sounds
Its watery arms embracing the smooth stones
As it fills the cracks between them
A dark brown and brittle dry leaf
Detached by a tender wind floats
Softly landing on a fallen twig
It remembers where it came from
This is Nature making love with passion
Subtleties which go unnoticed to the eye
Are nevertheless relevant
In their spirit
As life unfolds its evolution
When we make love – Who sees us?
Sometimes we don’t even see each other
We often forget that love is tender, giving, nurturing and healing
Nature knows this
Why don’t we?
No Goodbyes By Ansul
New Ice- Arizona Sunset by Carl Weis
(Master Artist)
No goodbyes,
just fond memories,
softly clinging like cotton candy,
to these Red Rocks.
We met, fate rejoiced.
Now we part,
but only with prayers,
for your ‘Joyous Journey’
to continue,
graced by health, love and laughs.
In a sea where millions float,
Friendless, motionless.
We bumped by chance,
and the blithely motions,
of some unknown strange force,
sparked:
A rare cosmic moment,
where we were blessed by each other,
as if guided by ‘Poetica’,
a kindred spirit dwelling by the creek of thought.
So, no goodbyes,
just fond memories,
softly clinging like cotton candy,
to these Red Rocks.
A farewell poem dedicated to Carl Weis;
A kindred spirit we met on this path of life.
May your new journey bring you much warmth and happiness!
We will remain friends…always.
Heart Split in Two- Poetry Book Launch by Norberto Franco Cisneros
Metal Face by Norberto Cisneros
Heart Split in Two is the first poetry chapbook by Norberto Franco Cisneros, The Elder Poet. As an active member of the Sedona Poetry Salon, Norberto honed his writing and poetry skills, especially after a devastating stroke paralyzed his whole left side. Soon his unique view of the world began to attract attention. From a wheelchair he competed at poetry slams, even winning second place at several of the events. He also gave readings at other poetry functions, always bringing his unique voice to the audience. Soon he was encouraged by fellow poets to publish a chapbook of his work.
He is also an accomplished artist and musician. Kindly contact us if you want to purchase his unique art or you wish to purchase the paperback book HEART SPLIT IN TWO.
If you want to read other riveting books by Norberto Cisneros, do visit http://www.amazon.com/One-Boys-Fantasy-Mans-Reality-ebook/dp/B00FL8LR6M/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1420495785&sr=8-2&keywords=norberto+cisneros
Books by the Author:
One Boys Fantasy, A Man’s Reality
An Old Man’s Unforgiving LifeÂ
Available on www.amazon.com worldwide.
By Candle Light – Ansul
By Candle Light ‘ Ansul
I often dream in Candle Light.
I see her face, her love, her eyes.
As if by some impish cruel wind,
the invisible finger, blows it out.
Daylight hits me like acid rain,
those are tears of truth,
that burst from pain.
I wish, and hope for that Candle-Light,
When I see her face, her love, her eyes.
A Beautiful Artist, a Beautiful Person…
Soul of a Musician by Nargis Khalid
After many many years I met a familiar face, a lovely face, a face full of depth, and intelligence.
Nargis Khalid, the internationally acclaimed artist from India/Pakistan/Dubai. She was recently visiting Sedona.
I had spent my teen years admiring her work, dedication and compassion. Her work is beyond words, one must see it to experience it.
I was lucky enough to spend some precious hours with her, and found out, that close-up, she is one of the most amazing human beings I have ever met.
She says she has a ‘gypsy soul’.
(Something we share in common!)
A blessing when you someone so gifted yet ever so humble.
Meeting her, brought back memories of my younger days when I loved going to the Art Institute in Dubai, and made some timeless friends with artists from around the world. After our short day together, showing her local galleries and talking of old times, we parted, and to my surprise, she left me with a message on a secretly bought gift from a local gallery…the message said :
‘this is to remind you of us when ever you light it’
It was a Rock Oil Lamp.
How beautiful her thoughts, how timeless her visions.
I hope everyone will feel the same way when they look at her work.
Harnessing Tears by Raj (India)
Waiting by Ansul of SoulScapes
Should I harness my tears
or just set them free
to let out all emotions
which are bunded within?While I turn my back
on what was once my abode
it’s hard to bid Adieu
to its Welcome mahogany door
Torn between past and future
my tears now lie in wait
as sadness and joy overwhelm
on either side of the gate
While these tears choke
within my pounding heart
I can’t open its flood gates
to wash away my past
Wash away they won’t
a past which too is dear
on the other side of midnight
they’d surely re-appear
With my eyes brimming
I cross my gate of guilt
to joyous tears beckoning
from the threshold of my mate
These tears I hold in harness
would find their way to his heart
in whose beat they’d confide
some feathers I’ve left behind…
this is for a dear friend who is mustering courage, finding herself on the thresh hold of embracing her newfound love …
Written by Raj…(sublime_ocean)
Copyrights
2010
A Tiny Drop in the Sea by Raj (from India) for World Environment Day
A Tiny Drop in the Sea
I dream to be
a tiny drop in the Sea,
only then would I
fathom depths of it’s emotions,
feel it’s turmoil
pulsating in tides,
as they ebb and flow
in relentless toil..
Yes, I crave to be
that tiny drop in the sea,
swirling in the salts
a million rivers bleed,
seeking salvation
beneath the awning
of celestial skies, cleansing
in His divine light…
Oh! I pray to live
a dream of that drop in Sea,
to be a drop of rain
to quench the thirst of a seed
whose fate hangs
between life and death
Only then shall I
be appeased…
Copyrights Raj (From India)
2010
Note: Each tiny effort to conserve environment is a praise worthy deed. I was inspired to write this piece as a contribution to World Environment Day being celebrated today worldwide. i.e., each June 5
-Raj-
Joyous Journey : Paintings by Carl Weis
The Silence of Sorrow by Noberto FrancoCisneros
Female Fusion by Noberto Cisneros of Cisneros Designs
THE SILENCE OF SORROW
Norberto FrancoCisneros
cisnart@q.com
You left last night with your violin
Your eyes were red and teary
You looked back once at me and
Just as quickly
Closed the door.
I had no chance to speak,
But then, hadn’t we said it all
Our fall came not from lack of love
But rather from too much.
I’ll miss your violin playing
Flailing at the demons not seen
Straining the strings with despair
As when our daughter died
As you walked out the door
We didn’t speak
It wasn’t necessary for
Contrary to our forced feelings
We carried on with
Painful hurts in
Our hearts.
You left with your violin and
Didn’t speak
I stayed and
Couldn’t either.