salty drops wet soila grey sky sheds silent tearsincessant rainfall Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge
Monsoon
Needs Analysis
I recall living in a house with a sloping roof. Getting it cleaned was difficult. It turned out that a Dutch architect had designed the homes and provided for the melting of snow. Snow is unheard of on the Indian plains. What we need here is more housing to accommodate the burgeoning population, and they … Continue reading Needs Analysis
Buying the White
“Should you buy the white?” A headline on my screen sets me thinking. It alludes to bullion prices, where silver appears to be riding on the gold wave. But I am transported to another zone. In my late years, should I settle for the neutrality of white as against the dense wisdom of black? Is … Continue reading Buying the White
Why complain?
It is the season to lie low and enjoy a hot beverage with fritters, get romantic under an umbrella at a picnic spot, or sing on a swing under the trees. It is a reason to read and write poetry, as the showers from heaven wash away past seasons and renew the Earth’s soul. The … Continue reading Why complain?
Reset
crescendo of wavesdeafening sounds of hopetides reset the shore Moonwashed Weekly Prompt
Crushed Colours
I recall the time I learnt stained glass painting. It was the age of solvent-based colours, and we had to keep stirring the pigment slowly with the solvent with a wooden toothpick. Any mistake at this stage would cause the paint to crack later. The lead liner used to hold the paints in till they … Continue reading Crushed Colours
Revival
unseasonal rainsdrops slide off my open palmpetrichor engulfs fading consciousnessrevives with blessings from clouds-Unseasonal rainsThe crane of hope lifts me upwet palms hold a slice of life Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge - Hainka
Grammarly, Syllables and Me
I use Grammarly to write on my laptop. It empowers me to make writing decisions, such as the use of 'a' and ‘an', and other discrepancies that arise. It even suggests rewrites, but I always have the final say on whether to retain or discard the changes. I feel compelled to switch it off while … Continue reading Grammarly, Syllables and Me
Cheer
I miss Mom more than ever as I walk through Sakura-laden sidewalks. The extended cherry blossom season has brought in a fresh wave of tourists, and visitors in outfits from different countries liven up the landscape further. I stopped to see a girl child in a wheelchair. Her expression sharply contrasted with her mother’s morose … Continue reading Cheer
Circles
Who were those characters with dated looks and an outdated fashion sense? Their feet with toes turned backwards tell me who they are. I politely request that they return to their graves. I wake up in a different era. Mornings are challenging with many tasks to execute before 9 am. It’s not the time to … Continue reading Circles
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