Sea manipulator

Pic courtesy iStock

The sea maiden cleaves stormy blue
the ship of night is eggshell hued
no secret; her string-pulling ways
willy nilly maiden heaves and sways

The wind whistles a diabolic dirge
the foamy waves are silver verged
fork-lightning prongs the white horses
firm, she faces fickling forces

Shining softly the sun appears
calming tumult and fluxing fears
pummelled but proud she stands her ground
on peaced sea she is homeward bound.

Written for dVerse MTB. Today’s host, Grace, wants us to have fun with word play. Read more about it here.

Also for Eugi’s moonwashed weekly prompt.


Ode to my handmaiden

Pic my own

As tears unbidden from my poor eyes fall
I wipe them surreptitiously with your help
sobs, suppressed smiles, snot; you have seen ’em all
your wee bit does effortlessly emotions schlep
from covering heads to wiping sweat
from the Grecian times to the Victorian and the present
an integral part of dressing you have been
ne’er minding the grime or being wet
luxuriating being doused in a heady scent
often carrying billet-doux unseen!

O dear handkerchief, often your ends I have knotted
to not forget a knotty affair
and when I was foolishly besotted
I did drop you with discreet flair
sometimes it led to utterly dubious assumptions
sometimes I received the response I craved
sometimes you lay in oblivion in the dirt
I rescued you then with chicanery and gumption
my attempts at coquetry you valiantly braved
keeping you close to bosom helped whenever I was hurt

This generation knows only how to use and throw
upstart paper napkins and tissues scarce can take your place
they may be fancy and pricey and convenient on the go
your embroidered and laced appearance embodies class and grace
from being neatly tucked in my school uniform pocket
to your now delicately perfumed presence in my purse
dear handkerchief, I cannot tell you what you mean to me
whenever I leave home, you, I do not forget
through thick and thin and better and worse
you have been my companion, my best buddy.

Written for Eugi’s moonwashed weekly prompt and David’s W3 to Mich’s prompt to write an ode to our handkerchief.

Sharing at dVerse OLN.

Love & life

(From Shutterstock)

Love and life not always synonymous
yet why does one
always think
life is

a gift
not promised
often unfair
but one can’t tell her, “go just get lost life”!

Written for David’s W3 (where the POW D Avery has asked us to write tetractys) and for Eugi’s moonwashed weekly prompt.

Wishing Merry Christmas to all those who celebrate and to the rest, a happy Sunday! My home is all topsy-turvy due to the renovation work going on. I will be unable to blog for a couple of week, so wishing you all the very best for 2023. Warm hugs to all braving storms and freakish cold weather. Stay warm, stay safe.

A white winter hymn

(From Farmers’ Almanac)

I tell a winter’s tale of a much awaited
long December and a longer January
I dream of the biting, moaning wind
ice cold and stiff feet-hands, blush pink nose.

When lazy, silvery ponderous puffs pervade
and heavy, grey, lumbering smoke collides with them
a hazy shade of winter are days
but I’ve got my love to keep me warm!

Since exquisite, feathery flakes do elude me
I leave no soggy, muddy footprints in the snow
I cannot sing of cold weather blues
‘my love is winter’ is my anthem!

Written for dVerse poetics. Today’s host, Lillian, has shared a list of winter songs and asked us to use atleast two in our verse. The songs are listed below. I have used those in italics.

A Hazy Shade of Winter (Simon and Garfunkel)
A Long December (Counting Crows)
A Winter’s Tale (Queen — and also The Moody Blues)
Cold Weather Blues (Muddy Waters)
Footprints in the Snow (Bill Monroe)
If We Make It Through December (Merle Haggard)
I’ve Got My Love to Keep Me Warm (Billie Holiday)
Let It Go (Idina Menzel)
Love Like Winter (AFI)
My Love Is Winter (The Smashing Pumpkins Oceania)
Roses from Snow (Emmylou Harris)
The Hounds of Winter (Sting)
Trapped Under Ice (Metallica)
When It’s Cold, I’d Like to Die (Moby)
Winter Things (Ariana Grande)
White Winter Hymnal (Fleet Foxes)

Also written for Eugi’s moonwashed musings weekly prompt.

I have also used words from Jane’s random word generator.

Giving thanks

Winter’s indulgence
indulgence of life’s transience
transient tastes triumph

triumphant nature
nature’s gifts reaped together
to gather to toast

toast, waffles and jam
jampacked is family do
doing mother’s will

Written for Sadje’s wdys, Eugi’s moonwashed musings weekly prompt and David’s W3 (a chain verse of at least 3 haiku including the word mother, by Aishwarya). Sharing at dVerse OLN.

Happy Thanksgiving to all those who celebrate.