Monody poetry is originally a Greek song of lamentation. The monody or threnody is a poem in which one person laments another's death. The poem many have any number of stanzas and there is no particular syllable count or rhyme scheme to follow in this style of poetry as one will find in the sonnet form. This is from a person's heart in that person's particular form of expression at that moment. Additionally, a threnody is a poetic song or hymn of lamentation performed as a memorial. One of the famous threnody poems in its musical form of expression, narrating grief for the dead or lamentation used for instrumental compositions, is Penderecki's Threnody for the Victims of Hiroshima. It is a musical composition for fifty-two string instruments, composed in 1960 by Krzysztof Penderecki. The following is a rendition of a combined monody - threnody poetic form:
Dearest Mother Living In My Heart
Within my soul is a broken heart torn apart
She dwells therein and for me will never depart
My dear mother has gone home to stay
She has joined her Lord; this I will always pray.
Lifted by an host of angel to heaven where she is welcomed
Her life as a messenger from God on earth has blossomed
I will never forget how she taught me to knelt and pray
Repeating and visualizing God in my own special way
While she is resting on high she is also in my heart
Her essence of praise reminds me of twinkling stars to start
I know that she is always here with me each day
She is missed, but I know within my heart she will stay
My God bless you mother always for being His
Uplifting His name unto others many praises you did give
Knowing the way this life is and its impermanence
One day we will be together again reaping His abundance
Joseph S. Spence, Sr. (aka "Epulaeryu Master"), is the author of "The Awakened One Poetics" (2009), which is published in seven different languages. He also co-authored two poetry books, "A Trilogy of Poetry, Prose and Thoughts for the Mind, Body and Soul" (2005), and "Trilogy Moments for the Mind, Body and Soul," (2006). He invented the Epulaeryu poetry form, which focuses on succulent cuisines. Joseph is a Goodwill Ambassador for the state of Arkansas. He has completed over twenty years of service with the U.S. Army.
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Friday, March 7, 2014
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
Poems From Satipo
Ode to Satipo
[Part One/Jungle Eyes]
O Satipo, your jungle eyes--I see;
Lo, your life-filled warmth opens
Upon thy brow...
Be ye, open up--your jungle gates
For me,
Before--,
Before the wild comes with new
And old roars
(And horrific drums form within
The deep...)!
I could feel and hear the jungle life
Within my veins,--
Appeared images--within my brain.
Leafage, like peace offerings--
Silently--swayed,
Upon the shoulders of its kind--;
And here I stood in paradise!
1/24/06 #1016
Ode to Satipo
[Part Two/Peru's Abode]
Across her deep-roads of green
From rivers and valleys now
(From where I stand) unseen,--
From thy heavens above, falls
Forth,
(In truth and trials, and long course)
To call you nobler friend, than I,
Wherefore I stand, under your skies.
Wherefrom I saith, 'Satipo!'--
Peru's abode--, as
Precious as the Andean walls--
Be ye, lift up your gates:
Jungle (beauty),
For here is where stars are born!...
#1017 1/24/2006
Ode to Satipo
[Part Three/Shades of Green]
Oh patient Satipo, in silent
Green!
Complexities, triumphs
Wings like engines
(Everywhere)
And, what so way I look,
Shapes and wonders: bounties
Great--
That thou with loving care
Creates
A thousand colors of jade
Receding in your rainforest;
Hence, I sense your bliss,
Within
Your wildness...!
#1018 1/24/2006
Comments by the author: I had lived as a child in the city (St. Paul, Minnesota, United States), which I left as soon as possible, to roam the world, which I felt was really my own little city. I was amazed at the diversity of the world, its many kinds of people, traditions, customs, temples, ruins, climate, geography, animals--, and now I've been to several jungles, and of course that is in a class of its own. From Central America (Tikal), to the Amazon, to the Gran Sabana, and those jungles in Java, and South East Asia, Vietnam; and let me add, Guam, and the Galapagos (more for the animals, than jungle though); and Easter Island (again, more for its isolated location, and its people than for the jungle life); the fact is, it is all one big jungle for me; etcetera. These poems in this book were written during a quiet time of my life (which is now of course); quiet, in the sense of: I'm slowing down some, more because I have to, not necessarily want to. So I dedicate this three part poem to the folks of the Satipo Jungle of Peru. And to a friend writer, who has written much in his young life,and loves the word, and has much to say: Lance Windslow.
In Spanish
Translated by Nancy Penaloza
Dedicado a Mamá María
Oda en Prosa: A Satipo
OH, Satipo, tus ojos de la selva- yo vi; Aquí, tu calor lleno de- vida se abre sobre mi frente, aun aquí arriba en los cielos. Por favor abre Las puertas de la selva antes de que el salvaje venga con nuevos e impacientes rugidos, yo quiero ver mas; horribles tambores, yo escucho mi corazón latir, nuevamente, ¡aquí, vienen!
Yo puedo sentir y escuchar la vida de la selva dentro de mis venas, -cuando no estaba
Cerca de ella; uno puede, usted sabe, cuándo esta en ti; su imagen aparece, aun cuando no esta cerca- dentro de mi cerebro.
El follaje, como ofrenda de paz- silenciosamente yo recuerdo su -balanceo, sobre mis hombros de su amabilidad-; y aquí, aquí yo permanezco en el Paraíso!
1/24/06 # 1016
Una nota sobre: Mamá Maria. Ella vivió la mayor parte de su vida dentro y fuera de Satipo la selva de Perú; esto talvez fue su tercer o cuarto amor: primero Dios, ella misma su esposo e hijos, y luego la selva; yo creo que esto pudo ser en ese orden, o talvez su esposo y niños y luego ella misma, yo no se: pero lo que yo conozco es esto: si ella amo a la selva la mitad de lo mucho que yo amo escribir poesía: ella verdaderamente amo al Monumentalmente Satipo, entonces quien mas merece esta poema dedicado, yo no se si alguien mas además de ella.
See Dennis' web site: http://dennissiluk.tripod.com
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[Part One/Jungle Eyes]
O Satipo, your jungle eyes--I see;
Lo, your life-filled warmth opens
Upon thy brow...
Be ye, open up--your jungle gates
For me,
Before--,
Before the wild comes with new
And old roars
(And horrific drums form within
The deep...)!
I could feel and hear the jungle life
Within my veins,--
Appeared images--within my brain.
Leafage, like peace offerings--
Silently--swayed,
Upon the shoulders of its kind--;
And here I stood in paradise!
1/24/06 #1016
Ode to Satipo
[Part Two/Peru's Abode]
Across her deep-roads of green
From rivers and valleys now
(From where I stand) unseen,--
From thy heavens above, falls
Forth,
(In truth and trials, and long course)
To call you nobler friend, than I,
Wherefore I stand, under your skies.
Wherefrom I saith, 'Satipo!'--
Peru's abode--, as
Precious as the Andean walls--
Be ye, lift up your gates:
Jungle (beauty),
For here is where stars are born!...
#1017 1/24/2006
Ode to Satipo
[Part Three/Shades of Green]
Oh patient Satipo, in silent
Green!
Complexities, triumphs
Wings like engines
(Everywhere)
And, what so way I look,
Shapes and wonders: bounties
Great--
That thou with loving care
Creates
A thousand colors of jade
Receding in your rainforest;
Hence, I sense your bliss,
Within
Your wildness...!
#1018 1/24/2006
Comments by the author: I had lived as a child in the city (St. Paul, Minnesota, United States), which I left as soon as possible, to roam the world, which I felt was really my own little city. I was amazed at the diversity of the world, its many kinds of people, traditions, customs, temples, ruins, climate, geography, animals--, and now I've been to several jungles, and of course that is in a class of its own. From Central America (Tikal), to the Amazon, to the Gran Sabana, and those jungles in Java, and South East Asia, Vietnam; and let me add, Guam, and the Galapagos (more for the animals, than jungle though); and Easter Island (again, more for its isolated location, and its people than for the jungle life); the fact is, it is all one big jungle for me; etcetera. These poems in this book were written during a quiet time of my life (which is now of course); quiet, in the sense of: I'm slowing down some, more because I have to, not necessarily want to. So I dedicate this three part poem to the folks of the Satipo Jungle of Peru. And to a friend writer, who has written much in his young life,and loves the word, and has much to say: Lance Windslow.
In Spanish
Translated by Nancy Penaloza
Dedicado a Mamá María
Oda en Prosa: A Satipo
OH, Satipo, tus ojos de la selva- yo vi; Aquí, tu calor lleno de- vida se abre sobre mi frente, aun aquí arriba en los cielos. Por favor abre Las puertas de la selva antes de que el salvaje venga con nuevos e impacientes rugidos, yo quiero ver mas; horribles tambores, yo escucho mi corazón latir, nuevamente, ¡aquí, vienen!
Yo puedo sentir y escuchar la vida de la selva dentro de mis venas, -cuando no estaba
Cerca de ella; uno puede, usted sabe, cuándo esta en ti; su imagen aparece, aun cuando no esta cerca- dentro de mi cerebro.
El follaje, como ofrenda de paz- silenciosamente yo recuerdo su -balanceo, sobre mis hombros de su amabilidad-; y aquí, aquí yo permanezco en el Paraíso!
1/24/06 # 1016
Una nota sobre: Mamá Maria. Ella vivió la mayor parte de su vida dentro y fuera de Satipo la selva de Perú; esto talvez fue su tercer o cuarto amor: primero Dios, ella misma su esposo e hijos, y luego la selva; yo creo que esto pudo ser en ese orden, o talvez su esposo y niños y luego ella misma, yo no se: pero lo que yo conozco es esto: si ella amo a la selva la mitad de lo mucho que yo amo escribir poesía: ella verdaderamente amo al Monumentalmente Satipo, entonces quien mas merece esta poema dedicado, yo no se si alguien mas además de ella.
See Dennis' web site: http://dennissiluk.tripod.com
More information, please visit :
How to Writing Prose
Prose is the name of what most of us do, in one form or another, every day. If you think that you don't write prose, think again. If you wrote a note, a letter, an email, a report for work, or wrote in your journal, diary or blog or even made a post on the web, chances are that you have written prose. Unless the writing you did was exclusively a poem, you have written prose.
Prose is writing that resembles everyday speech. The word "prose" came to us from the Latin word-"prosa" which literally translates to "straightforward".
We use prose on a daily basis it is the normal writing that we read and write.It is meaningful and grammatical, written or spoken language without metrical structure or the rhyme characteristics of poetry or verse.
The only writing that is not prose is poetry of all types. Written prose does not contain rhyming, and consists of very little embellishment.
Examples of prose are:
Short Stories
Factual or Non-fiction Prose
Letters
Novels
Diaries
Plays
Newspaper Columns
Articles
History
Biography
sermons
Journals
Personal Essays
Technical Writing
Legends
Fable
Myth
Epic
Many technical writers object to having their detailed and exact writing classified as prose right beside Fairy Tales. Although the writing styles are greatly different both types of writing are prose.
General Guidelines for writing are:
Be concise, brief: say what you want to say
Be precise, specific and avoid ambiguities; be clear use personal pronouns and do not write in general terms. The reader should feel confidence that he has read factual information and not be in doubt of what he just read.
Prefer the active voice; it is much more useful and easier to apply the information that uses the active voice.
Prefer the Present tense; try to avoid the passive voice, except where it is absolutely required.
Avoid being too technical, even in technical writing, the reader's ability to understand and apply what he has read is your priority.
Follow rules of writing (grammar).
The following types of publications use prose:
Books
Newspapers
Magazines
E-zines
Encyclopedias
Broadcast Media
Films
Letters
Philosophy
Text Books
Non-fiction Books
In conclusion, prose is the customary style of writing that we normally use in both writing and speaking. The writing style varies from formal or casual, business or personal, creative or factual even academic or technical.
Relax, enjoy reading prose, writing prose and even speaking prose. It is our usual form of communication.
More information, please visit :
Prose is writing that resembles everyday speech. The word "prose" came to us from the Latin word-"prosa" which literally translates to "straightforward".
We use prose on a daily basis it is the normal writing that we read and write.It is meaningful and grammatical, written or spoken language without metrical structure or the rhyme characteristics of poetry or verse.
The only writing that is not prose is poetry of all types. Written prose does not contain rhyming, and consists of very little embellishment.
Examples of prose are:
Short Stories
Factual or Non-fiction Prose
Letters
Novels
Diaries
Plays
Newspaper Columns
Articles
History
Biography
sermons
Journals
Personal Essays
Technical Writing
Legends
Fable
Myth
Epic
Many technical writers object to having their detailed and exact writing classified as prose right beside Fairy Tales. Although the writing styles are greatly different both types of writing are prose.
General Guidelines for writing are:
Be concise, brief: say what you want to say
Be precise, specific and avoid ambiguities; be clear use personal pronouns and do not write in general terms. The reader should feel confidence that he has read factual information and not be in doubt of what he just read.
Prefer the active voice; it is much more useful and easier to apply the information that uses the active voice.
Prefer the Present tense; try to avoid the passive voice, except where it is absolutely required.
Avoid being too technical, even in technical writing, the reader's ability to understand and apply what he has read is your priority.
Follow rules of writing (grammar).
The following types of publications use prose:
Books
Newspapers
Magazines
E-zines
Encyclopedias
Broadcast Media
Films
Letters
Philosophy
Text Books
Non-fiction Books
In conclusion, prose is the customary style of writing that we normally use in both writing and speaking. The writing style varies from formal or casual, business or personal, creative or factual even academic or technical.
Relax, enjoy reading prose, writing prose and even speaking prose. It is our usual form of communication.
More information, please visit :
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