words are bridges connecting many a heart the poem’s room lit with love’s glittering shards the fingers clicking music; stop and start
the sun burns fiercely in the poet’s empty gut speaking in a tongue no long sequestered misty eyes read words not stuck in a rut
glowworm ideas shine with all their might from dusk to dawn they twinkle bright inspiration lies in the cobalt skies of starry nights
Butterflies releasing stories everywhere prismatic rainbow glitters with flair verses spun from gloom bloom sans despair.
Happy Mother’s Day to all the mothers whether you celebrate today or not! Mere tokenism it may seem to many, but enjoy the pampering that comes with it. Some moms may not have been ideal, let’s break the mould then as mothers. And as for the moms who may no longer be amidst us, they have a permanent residence in our hearts.
Everyday feet pound and scrape I gather dust and debris see stolen kisses hear secrets, become accumlator of waste then flogged mercilessly sometimes scrubbed frayed edges more frayed and edgy next day; the same am meant to be trampled upon lying silently always an outlier.
Today’s challenge is to write a poem in the style of Kay Ryan, whose poems tend to be short and snappy – with a lot of rhyme and soundplay. They also have a deceptive simplicity about them, like proverbs or aphorisms. Once you’ve read a few, you’ll see what I mean. Here’s her “Token Loss,” “Blue China Doorknob,” “Houdini,” and “Crustacean Island.”
The inimitable trees stand tall and regal autumn was not kind to them brushing away their golden leaves imperiously as if trying to hide the message of trees they carried
in the starless darkness of night snow descended swiftly and silently covering the remnants of the fallen foliage as if burying deep an evil secret
a path meanders aimlessly through the forest the log cottage offers solace to achy feet the trees wait patiently to bloom fingers of sunshine might awaken the answers that were drowned in the hum of the city.
Flickering on lanigerous mind’s screen slightly out of focus, hazy memories she inhales sharply the recollection of being blindsided by affection spurned lifts the veil of blurriness snippets of past haunt her monochrome life she waits impatiently for the credits to roll.
Trouble brews afresh turning the blue skies red sun sidles behind the diaphanous haze of disquietude scared songbirds scatter schizophrenically; portents of quietus democracy and disease stalk life. Angsty but dejected youth look out for a messiah to deliver unaware of the saviour within.
In India omicron has been given a carte blanche with the decision to hold elections in five states in February and March. The virus is, as it is, going dizzy with delirium here because 1.38 billion people live cheek by jowl. We are a happy hunting ground for the Virona!
Light me a lamp, dear one! not just when the nights are dark but even on the brightest of days sometimes the sun blinded by its own luminescence needs light to be able to shine light
Light me a lamp, dear one! when one by one each hope is plucked to be bruised like petals by the hands of childish fate soothing light is the salve most needed then
Light me a lamp, dear one! the scented secrets shining in the eyes have lost their sheen the incessant flow of tears curtains the luminosity let the flame reflect in them
Light me a lamp, dear one truth cowers in the opacity of lies unsure and unsung, sinking into oblivion all it needs is a glimmer to come into its own once again
Light me a lamp, dear one untold miseries may rain on me life may carry distress in its reticule this tremulous, flickering light holds a promise of tomorrow
Light me a lamp, dear one let me uncoil the mysteries of life wrapped in brittle, yellowing paper the twists and turns of labyrinthine life I will navigate stoically gift me the light of friendship to guide me onwards always.
I hope 2022 is better for all of us. May we all continue to look out for each other, hold each others hand in the blogosphere and have the resilience to ride the rough times. A very Happy New Year. Stay you, stay safe.