I inherited- an imperfect world bloated complacence of privilege -challenged by aggression of less privileged -manned by mistaken humility of masses An imperfect world unbalanced by inequitable spread of natural inheritance -a right to dignified existence I’m troubled by the vision of what will I leave for my grandchildren? how will they answer this question … Continue reading Legacy
volcanos erupting inside me find relief in the lava that flows through my fingers on the keyboard from the pen or the paintbrush. It disappoints by not burning screens or paper not staining reputations not igniting repentance. I need a little more angst a little more anger a little more power to change the world … Continue reading Poetic Eruptions
“I have been commuting by this train every day, for the last six years now.” “Is there a special purpose?” “Do you see the bridge on the right? Somebody jumped off the cliff six years ago. I suspect it was not a suicide.” “Ohh! What clues do you hope to find now?” “I’m sure her … Continue reading OMG
sounds of the sun reverberate in the world the Power of Om Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille Video link Sounds of the Sun - NASA - AUM
Faye is shedding copious tears. “Can you imagine, the brute dumped me just before the holiday season. Now I don’t have a date for the parties I have to attend?” “How about shopping online?” She brightened up, “You mean those dating sites?” “What else? Our links to the outside world lie in websites.”
Alone in a foreign land, he does not know which numbers to call for help. He was here to spend the holidays with his son studying here, and help him tide over depression. His son couldn’t find a job with new immigration policies in place, and the education loan taken back home was to be … Continue reading No end
curiosity takes to unknown destinations I know no fear it’s not yet time for it I don’t see trailing shadows What do you See by Helene Vaillant
lonely betwixt cheer I see the moon up there and pity the star spangled skies- They failed. BrewNSpew Cafe -December 3
Gunshots are not something one wants to start the day with, but it is routine in this part of the country. I am told that shooters practice their sport, for participation in the ensuing Olympics. It’s not easy to believe, this being a Naxalite area, but there is no other option. I’ve been advised to … Continue reading End of the story
I don’t know how real, really is reality. The snow is white and ethereal, but chilling. I want to feel the texture, and see if it melts in the warmth of my palms. But I stay in, for I fear the wolf out there. It never moves. Some people say a taxidermist kept it there. … Continue reading But still …
