crazy storms whisper O Wind, my friend, go hissing blow up sleeping worlds -let them awake and arise -let them be ready for me large trees stand aloft branches swaying in the wind - rooted we stand strong it takes a mighty big storm to uproot,Whispering Winds! Tell the storm you blow, destroy those with … Continue reading Rooted, we stand strong
-unspoken word imposed -unspoken refusal to fall in line -unspoken denial of what I want doled out as punishment fake expressions hollow words struggling to ring positive Yet… daggers drawn we face each other -I will abide, but by my own code not yours https://dversepoets.com/2020/11/30/dverse-quadrille-117-the-dude-abides/
a glare a raised eyebrow scathing criticism unsolicited advice an attempt to step into my territory passionately take decisions for me glowing with narcissism I don’t know who they are nor do I want to know… a lifetime spent in defending boundary lines culminating in accusations of dominance or stubborn-ness of having grown bigger than … Continue reading The Art of War
Remember those halcyon days we held hands and walked across green lawns? You whacked me once, because I stole an apple from your bag. I had to explain I was hungry, and it was forgiven. innocence cutting all divides soul-to-soul bonds ruled Will I let you enter the sanitised environs of my house today? It … Continue reading A-changing
My verandah is basking in sunshine;
Sunshine that feels like molten butter,
That which flows freely
In its desire to reach out
and swamp everything
With unbridled exuberance.
Warm, playful, extrovert sunshine,
Like a lover’s passionate impatience,
Like a child’s unabashed playfulness,
Falling over my shoulders,
Running all over my face,
Happy to have found me
after many a decade.
Happy to have found
a willing friend,
Who wants to give in
To its friendliness.
Happy to reach out to all those
who are bereft of its reach,
while at work in dark cubicles
and living under artificial illuminance.
Sunshine that deluges my face,
reminds of God’s assurance,
To dispel the dregs of loneliness
And provides much needed solace!
Solitude. I dream of panoramic silence – breathtaking boundless sanctity.
Solitude. Wrapped in separateness cardboard walls fallen curling corners of instability – no refuge in stillness.
Solitude. Smothering starkness madness reverberating canyons of aloneness overbearing.
Solitude. Persevere regale moments feathered encounters faces on screens tenderness in voices.
Solitude. Grace finds me mercy lifts soul possibility opens the door panoramic.
(This is a rewrite of an older poem, last appearing here in August, 2018. I submit it for Reena’s Exploration challenge #163. Please visit her post for a most inspiring video. Art my own.)
I reproduce a poem I came across on Goodreads, by Suzy Kassem “REMEMBER YOUR GREATNESS Before you were born,And were still too tiny forThe human eye to see,You won the race for lifeFrom among 250 million competitors.And yet,How fast you have forgottenYour strength,When your very existenceIs proof of your greatness.You were born a winner,A warrior,One … Continue reading Greatness
The shapes and symbols are unfamiliar. He looks around to spot a clue or see similar objects around. No help in sight… he turns back to the screen in desperation and sees the lines getting translated to a known language. The messages give him directions on things he should and shouldn’t do, during his stay … Continue reading Breaking new ground