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

Lai on Tanka Tuesday

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

Sky in Transit

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

It’s only Hope

Dark storm clouds illuminated by sunset light over a lake and forested hills

when it all feels losthuman limitations screamnuminous is hopetransformation to beliefsbecomes a reason to live RXC #435

Atheist Peaks

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

Contemplation

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

W3 Prompt #213

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

Not a horror flick

Ghost-faced balloon tied to a grave marked Silas Vance 1893 under full moon

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

Haiku Moments

Rain falling on a rooftop with puddles and city buildings in the background

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