lingering snow meltsrevealing the green beneathspring is almost here early spring tulipsa splash of red in the fieldbrightening the day leap day comes once morean extra day to enjoyMake it count, my friend! Tanka Tuesday
Early Spring
lingering snow meltsrevealing the green beneathspring is almost here early spring tulipsa splash of red in the fieldbrightening the day leap day comes once morean extra day to enjoyMake it count, my friend! Tanka Tuesday
I see snow changing colour from pristine white to pale yellow. Deep inside the frost, it senses the exit door. It feels good to flow with the river, but it will still stop before mingling in the ocean. It will turn back and trace its journey before it becomes the ocean. The reflection of the … Continue reading Snow Moon
I extensively use the tanka, shadorma and cinquain formats - other than free verse in poetry. a tankaor a shadormadepends onthe first fewwords that strike - and syllablesrepeating motifs where does the muse strikefive syllables is a wowI need to work itmake it look like a tankahaiku, senryu - just writebussokusekika stretch just twosyllables heremultiply … Continue reading Repeating Motifs
My Facebook post is cryptic – “The air feels heavy as if weighed down by conspiracy.” Many people comment saying it is the smog outside. I wonder if they failed to read the metaphor, or if they are in collusion with the conspirators. I feel unsafe and lonely in the prevailing scenario. One never knows … Continue reading Pollution
colors of cold lightsenses getting attuned towhistling windy winter chill It’s here on annual duty. It will stay. Winters slow down everything, except the warmth of breath. I’m never more aware of it than now. rarefiedair on mountain peaksfind yourself 24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry Challenge No. 16
A breakfast of Aloo Tikki and Halwa feels heavy after the festivities, but the New Year also needed a traditional start. I brood on the pulls between the past and future that we often experience. This morning is no different. I try to recall my thoughts on the first of January through the decades spent … Continue reading Connectors
buried under ice awaiting resurrection fairy tales blossom Picture credit: Welcome December, ‘December’s Song’ Watercolour by Elaine Bayley Illustrations Tanka Tuesday - 24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry Challenge
When a memory looms larger than the person or incident, it is time to identify the parts within you that hurt. The cure lies within me, when I expend energy in apportioning blame. I thank fate for the comfort and softness of the quilt as thoughts of cold enmity freeze my brain. Will I, can … Continue reading Freedom
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Halloween is just a week away. The yellow fall foliage crackling beneath my feet wants to know about my costume. Am I going to wear my younger self or my older one to scare others? The cold nights will soon begin leading to highly misty mornings. The follies of youth have long given way to … Continue reading Autumnal Fear