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Where there is absence of noise, silence goes unappreciated.


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Those words popped into my mind this morning when silence was as thick as knee deep snow & as deafening as nature before a tsunami.
No-thing interrupted its vacuousness. There was no possible way of measuring it. That is when I realised that whenever I wrote about the quietude peaceful spots provide us with, it involved a symphony with brief in-betweens.
The sea being among my favourites, roars many seasons a year. Intervals minimal in comparison with its rambunctious charm.
I remembered the poem & essay I had written a while back, on silence too.
All involved a lot of noise.
The poem was literally crackling with outdoor’s natural interruptions & “Fiat Silentium” was about distant noises magnifying the cocoon of bliss I had found myself in.
Silence on its own is dead whereas accompanied becomes an entity. Each & everything on this planet comes chaperoned, hence, the expression “it’s a package deal”. People,objects,circumstances,emotions… I haven’t yet seen anything shining without a contrast or a system of support sustaining its light.
Silence goes very far where noise is concerned… 😉

Have a great noisy week!
You can check the posts I mentioned if you feel like it…
https://oawritingspoemspaintings.wordpress.com/2014/04/04/through-noise-do-we-decipher-silence/#comments
https://oawritingspoemspaintings.wordpress.com/2012/09/10/and-there-was-silence-fiat-lux/

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Taking quality time for family


Time off... ©copyright2014owpp

Time off…
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I am taking time off until after holidays so I can spend quality time with my family & come back energized to go on painting, writing & posting…
Thanks for all the positive feedback, I know it’s very time consuming, that is why I appreciate it all the more!
Wishing all of you a warm, healthy & cozy holiday 🙂

Through noise do we decipher silence


Reading silence ©copyright2014owpp

Reading silence
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Through noise do we read silence & through gaps do we decipher noise
As from the pulsating beat of a song
The distant train whizzing through time
Lightning slicing through thunderous
Clouds amidst rumbling nature
The woodpecker’s frenzy
One wave to another
Echoes of footsteps
Stillness crackles as dry wood in a camp fire spitting sparks in irregular
Heartbeats bridging the gaps & the noise in a harmonious breathing exercise.

The world of silence-March 1991-Adjusted-January 2013


the world of silence ©copyright2013owpp

the world of silence
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The world of silence
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Alone to be yourself
Through your eyes
Not another’s
Befriending
Harmony to
Whom you owe
Nothing, everything…

You pick conticent
Plenitude that
Obliges nothing…
Words unsettles
Whereas silence…
In blessedness
In its right measure

Nothing better for
Unadulterated repose.
Alone for the world tires…
Verbal duels, ambiguous
Phrases, complex minds,
Primeval instincts…
Wary, dominant,

Sometimes wild,
Sensitivity at skin level,
Applying pity in most
Unforeseen moments…
Very little for you who
Flees from all that.
Weary to the point…

Of taking refuge in
The World of silence.

Bright light…


WWII memorial ©copyrihjt2013owpp

WWII memorial
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Bright lights
Shining in the night…

WWI Memorial

The impracticality of distance February 1996 readjusted to a prose January 2013


Lido 2012 ©copyright2013owpp

Lido 2012
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Those are writings from the 1990’s which I thought I’d never use due to my
lack of experience then, in writing but to my delight and surprise ( I do
surprise even myself! ) I got down to work on Sunday, took the core and changed
it totally using the words that cried out in attention and putting it in a prose
versus the article it was. I was astonished and

pleased at the result which shows, there is always a time for anything we write,
given we have patience and believe anything is possible with a drop of will 🙂

The impracticality of distance
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One O’clock
All is silent
Each one
Long gone
In their own
Planet of dreams

My mind floats
To many ports
One of them yours.
I think how
Far away
You too are long gone

In your world
Your vision
Inhabiting one
So strange to me.
Doing those same things
Void of mystery.

Eventful or not
Working, unwinding
So simple, so alive
What life is all about.
Practical
And tumultuous.

The ink flows
On my pages
Engraving words
Buried deep
Silence surrounding
This cubicle of thoughts.

Trying to make sense
Of life, of my love
For you.
They are there
Fooling me
Appeasing you

Erasing the,
Impracticality
The impossibility
Of distance.
Secrets of the night,
Leaving the world

Of darkness
Drifting toward
Daylight waking
To sunshine
Bracing a day
With the stamina

Of a professional.
Cold sometimes
Suppressing it,
Wanting to bury
Under covers
Your ingenuity.

Recognizable
Routine
To the bare eyes
Yet different.
By the impracticality
Of distance.

My untamed thoughts 2008 ( Translation of poem below ” Mes pensées insoumises ” )


deep in the night... ©copyright2013owpp

deep in the night…
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My untamed thoughts
———————

Deep in the night
On your page I write
My most burrowed thoughts
In a sometimes sluggish mind

A ponderous silence
Or a restful one
Conveying
Through my quill pen
Scratching the haze
Of my life in dunes
Of valleys and vertices
Of stormy sands

It is deep in the night
That on your page I smile
Of my wandering mind
By my untamed thoughts.

Mes pensées insoumises 2008 ( French poetry translated above as “my untamed thoughts” )


deep in the night... ©copyright2013owpp

deep in the night…
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Mes pensées insoumises
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Au fin fond de la nuit
C’est sur ta page que j’écris
Mes pensées les plus enfouies
Dans un esprit parfois endormi

Un silence pesant,
Ou, reposant
Se traduisant
A travers ma plûme
Qui gratte la brûme
De ma vie en dûnes
De vallées et de sommets
De sables mouvementés

C’est au fin fond de la nuit
Que sur ta page je souris
De mon esprit étourdi
Par mes pensées insoumises.

Wake up my solitary ! 1987 ( Translation from French in post below as “Réveilles toi mon solitaire!” )


six am.wake up call! ©copyright2013owpp

six am.wake up call!
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Hi everyone!

Here’s the translation which I know is not ideal, nevertheless I appreciate you, making the effort
to read it, for the bilinguals, I hope you enjoyed it ! Have a lovely day !

The solitary
————–

You, the solitary
You only read your universe
That defies the customs of time
That shuns proprieties, people

Asphyxiated when surrounded
Anguished when neglected
You deny hypocrisy
And you search in vain, THEE friend

Honesty in others
Harmony, half words said
Silence, always understood
Little, but a lifetime

You demand a world
Which does not exist on earth
You run after a dream
That shatters when dawn breaks

Wake up my solitary !