Voice 1 I did all that I wanted to do in life – learnt a new language and to play the guitar, at the wonderfully young age of 64. It is not done to earn a living, or to score brownie points in school. Of course, I’m not averse to displaying my skills at the … Continue reading No race against time
first raindrops reuniting with friend earth petrichor wafting through wetness on thirsty hearts and ground Petrichor — the term was coined in 1964 by two Australian scientists studying the smells of wet weather Source: LiveScience- Petrichor Poetics- Comfort Smells
in my province grass blooms too… cherry blossoms in partial shade, partial sun spring declares arrival tonight’s moon– how many mountains resemble the ones back home? my heart blossoms in the warmth thoughts of romantic nights shallow river– a dawn moon melons cooling promises of a season to usher in love and joy a babbling … Continue reading Cycles of the heart
The villagers are illiterate, and I often use shells to explain their liabilities. It is the business of a moneylender to maintain accounts. I’m the richest person in the village, and would like to maintain status quo. I have seen lifecycles of local residents from birth to debt to death, from prosperity to poverty, from … Continue reading Farther than the truth
The corner looked exactly the same, as it did for more than a decade. I often pointed out that the only thing missing is a laptop. But Anna-Marie preferred a notebook and pen to note down her creative ideas and household task reminders. The phone kept her connected to the ecosystem. “Everything is in control.” … Continue reading Waiting for her
humans harvesting joy by nurturing life human, plant or animal –Love prevails In other words, harvest at Patricia's Place
endangered planet controlled by low conscience of inhabitants humans chasing profits- least predictable animals Weekly Tanka Prompt #Poetry Challenge -Week 116
If I fly, I’ll leave footprints on clouds. It will give me a fleeting satisfaction of a task well done, till someone else rewrites history and presents a different picture. Do I take this flight, or chart a different path – solo, undirected? The door of the cage is open. It is only a matter … Continue reading Unsung
“Amazing! This contraption does function.” The Inspector of Schools exclaimed. The teacher looked apologetic. “Sir, we do not have a well-equipped lab. The children make use of whatever is available to execute their ideas.” “You will now ask for a grant. But I am nominating this student for a scholarship in recycling research. I am … Continue reading Jugaad
“From inky thumb impressions of the illiterate to biometrics … the world is round. This script may be old, but the images will convey what alphabets cannot. We can use this in digital devices for the unlettered.” “Sure, I have already figured out how to dupe them of their money.” (279 characters) Twittering Tales … Continue reading Scripted
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