glass wingsstained with blue paintbalance natural lightdangling between the sky and art'svisionbutterflies pause for a brief breakflowers on window sillsbloom with a smileWelcome Poetics: A Tale of Two Images
True Blue
glass wingsstained with blue paintbalance natural lightdangling between the sky and art'svisionbutterflies pause for a brief breakflowers on window sillsbloom with a smileWelcome Poetics: A Tale of Two Images
rising from the guta stab in the heartmute pain the soul of parched Earthcracking like a nutclouds rain inspired peacocks strutcolouring weatherinsane Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge #70 Melissa sets this challenge for us on Tanka Tuesday this week. The lai (pronounced lay) is a French form that is comprised of nine lines. It has “a” and … Continue reading Lai on Tanka Tuesday
I pull my pet away as she proceeds to smell soggy leaves after the first monsoon shower, and keep her on the concrete path. The people who vouch for walking barefoot on grass or sand have their feet clad in shoes. I wonder what has gone down with the dust into wet soil, and what … Continue reading Sky in Transit
when it all feels losthuman limitations screamnuminous is hopetransformation to beliefsbecomes a reason to live RXC #435
I often find places of scenic beauty associated with places of worship. Maybe these structures were built there to enhance the spiritual experience. The current political scenario also makes me wonder if it was intended as an act of conquest. temples crown the peaks,built where silence meets the skyfaith or conquest’s mark The perceived intent … Continue reading Atheist Peaks
I breathe atthe intersectionof a tree,the blue skyphysical capacitylife happens beyond Tanka Tuesday #69 - all about trees
reflected glorymesmerizes ardent viewerseach petal declaresallegiance to azure skytwilight strikes contemplation ~Between fragility and flame, truth finds its voice~ blooms elevatedby following trails of lightturn inwards; reflectbeneath a space cadet skyinner core fuels life to fly Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge #67 - All things Yellow
Request participation in W3 Prompt #213, where I have set up a challenge as Poet of the Week https://skepticskaddish.com/2026/05/27/w3-prompt-213-weave-written-weekly/?page_id=59923
I walk through the graveyard on a moonlit night. It is not a horror flick, but a silvery land of surprise. Multiple faces pop out of graves – some sleeping in serenity, some hanging from a tree, and some brandishing a weapon. I feel the earth move beneath my feet as my hands explore the … Continue reading Not a horror flick
soggy dreamswet with unshed tearsbloom into stories raindrops tiptoeon the roof to meetparched hope dried leaves in my hairautumn walks through a lifetimemoments revisitedthen buried my dog lickssalty cheeks to planta rose in loneliness Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge #66