Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts

Post a Poem

We invite poets to submit their poems to our site. Since our website has such a broad spectrum of information we can publish poems on Origami.

Our requirements for acceptable poems.
Poems must be your original work and not copied from other poets. If short poems are submitted, two or more may be added to the same page. Submit poems in html. format to insure it is published correctly. We do allow text links directed back to your website if you so desire. If you would like your name to appear on the page as author or written by please include your name in the proper block. Our graphic artists will try to add a graphic that will enhance the page as well as your poem. If you have a graphic that you want added to the poem include it in HTML format.

All poems must be suitable for any age person to read. Paper Folding Art will not link to or allow to be published on our site any poem that promotes nudity, racial bias, bigotry, or downgrading any individual for gender, race, or religious beliefs. Poems we deem to be unacceptable or below our standards as set by our editors will not be published.

To Origami

What gentle art to confine
By plane of paper - folded line.
What magic here to capture me,
In infinite variety.

Shape on shape and fold on fold
Creates a world from simple mould.
In what emerges my eye can see
Bird or Beast or Geometry.

The art's not in the form thats won
alone, but also in the journey done.
Through plane of paper and folded line
A glimpse of eternity is mine.

What gentle art to confine
By plane of paper - folded line.
What magic here to capture me,
In infinite variety.
... by John Smith

Fujimoto's Cube

I sit and look at you my friend,
and marvel at your being.
From one perfection to another.
From the anonymity and illusion of the plane,
to the reality of the cube.
Yet the two are one;
it is time and space that have changed.
I sit and look at you, my friend,
and wonder at your perfection
All is needed, nothing is wasted.
And what a journey from one perfection to another!
An instant of magic when anonymity changes to reality.
When the plane becomes a cube,
When nothingness becomes reality,
with shape and space and meaning
Here is the mystery of our art.

... poems were written by John Smith,
He is a modern origamist and poet

Breeze




Little pieces, little scraps,
Tiny figures, tiny parts,
woven together in an infinite loop
linking life and subtle images
shuddering when the wind touches them
each with a unique tale to tell
of a neighbour
reveling in his similarity,
of one above and one below,
now with something
different from the rest,
Oh! How the frail paper
woven with a million visions trembles
as the breeze ruffles
the sheaves
which reflect
the varied images of life.

... by Smita Bhattacharya

Poems

Poets have written poems about origami and artists have folded origami models to illustrate poems. It just seems that origami and poetry go together. Japanese people love poetry and have handed down poems as well as origami models. On this page you will find poems that we wrote ourselves as well as those written by other origamists. We hope that these poems will inspire you to not only fold origami models, but also to write your own poems.

More Poem Collection.....
1.  Butterfly
2.  Breeze
3.  Fujimoto's Cube
4.  To Origami
5.  The Heart as Origami

Butterfly



When you see a beautiful butterfly,
Fluttering in the air so high,
You don't remember its history.
Its caterpillar days to you are a mystery.
It once crawled on the ground,
Not knowing where it was bound.
When it made its cocoon,
It knew not it would be flying soon.
It slowly emerged with gorgeous wings,
Very much glory did this cocoon bring.

You transform the paper you fold,
From a flat sheet to glory untold.
You can create a butterfly,
A teddy bear, or a big bowtie.
All of this from a simple page,
Most designs have changed with age.
You see paper as one little sheet,
And in a heartbeat,
You've refined this technique
To create a design so unique.
... by Callie