Poetic Life Quotes

“To the poet,
Every act is poetry;
From cutting the grass,
To cleaning a headstone.
From walking,
To breathing.

Every act is something worth holding
In the mind’s eye and letting go
Onto paper or into the imperfect
Reflective stream of memory.

Every act done simply,
Reminding them of their place here
And the impermanence
Of experience and of the moment.

No matter the situation,
“Yes, and this too is beautiful.”
Is the mantra.”
― Eric Overby, Legacy

“To the poet,
Every act is poetry;
From cutting the grass,
To cleaning a headstone.
From walking,
To breathing...

...No matter the situation,
“Yes, and this too is beautiful.”
Is the mantra.”
― Eric Overby, Legacy

“Isn't it far better to live a poetic life than to spend one's life writing Poetry?”
― Pietros Maneos, The Italian Pleasures of Gabriele Paterkallos

“Sometimes when the skies get gloom earlier than the time by the intensity of darkness,say eve,takes away all the embellished happiness and sun sets its prime;leaving his fame and flowers close;when lips are dull.”
― Nithin Purple, Venus and Crepuscule

“Always a frail mind,to Live,I must act this inevitable play of life:'The LIving Death',the
deranging and perplexing scenes are in it! Ah!let me not exit the World's STAGE, in silence, leaving the Nature's serene music,
my Muse and the Beauty of MANY
Imaginary dreams.”
― Nithin Purple

“What more this solitary bird needs in Life, than the freedom to vagabond? for he’s the loner, waiting to be loved! yearning to be cared— do save him!”
― Nithin Purple

“There she was before him in all her Aboriginal glory. Brown eyes and skin so tan it was nearly black. Her smile—a wondrous thing. Her lips—he imagined that by the end of summer, they’d be kissing him on the way home from Gravity Park. To Iron, elevated as she was in his poetic imagination, she had become something else entirely, obscuring lines between fact and fiction, between science and religion. Nothing made sense—and yet everything did.”
― Moses Yuriyvich Mikheyev, Of All Things Sacred

“Good poetry survives not when it is pretty or beautiful or nice but when it is true: accurate and honest.”
― Eugene H. Peterson, A Long Obedience in the Same Direction: Discipleship in an Instant Society