Gladius Poeticus

A poetic short sword, to freely cut, chop or stab in hand-to-hand combat with my rats. (©, copyright, auteursrecht).

1. sufilight 8.15.12 / 10pm

   This is beautiful and gave me very strong visuals. The silence that you speak of, is not one of peace but of torment, and sometimes we experience this.

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   1. gladiuspoeticus 8.15.12 / 11pm

      Especially if one is not used to this kind of absoluut silence. But the human mind is a wonderful thing when it comes to adaptation, isn’t it? Thanks, Marie! Friends for ever.

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      1. sufilight 8.15.12 / 11pm

         It is interesting you wrote this poem and I read it today, as I am struggling with a recent hearing loss, and the silence like Helen Keller said is not one that “soothes the weary senses, but isolates and estranges.” However, I know how to tap into my inner peaceful silence and it helps me!
      2. gladiuspoeticus 8.15.12 / 11pm

         The temporary hearing loss is a point of interest to me. Maybe you are in some kind of spriritual transition whereby peace and quiet is necessary, provided there is no phisical cause.
      3. sufilight 8.15.12 / 11pm

         I think there is a spiritual reason for sure.
      4. gladiuspoeticus 8.15.12 / 11pm

         You will know soon enough. Lots of love to you. 🙂
2. Miss Sylvee 8.15.12 / 10pm

   Although it’s kinda of topic, I think it is really cool that you know all these languages you write in!! 🙂

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   1. gladiuspoeticus 8.15.12 / 11pm

      I’m a language freak. Writing a poem in different languages can make it better by comparison because every language has it’s own specific cultural expressions. So you could say that first of all Í love culture. Thanks, Missy! 🙂

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