In Time

Stones, rolled down her eyes
And the meadows, found a sky
Rain clasped wanderlust leaves
Rolled up a breeze in her moment

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Crazy

*Alliteration Poem – Crazy*

12th Oct’17  ~by Venkat
Corners curl, covered chameleons

Crumple cliches, clouds clone

Clock clawed, chirps cease

Rebuking the Storm

This mother’s heart has been pierced.
“A soft answer turns away wrath.”
The rebuke sits heavily on my ears.

Tea Time

Before I sit to cup of tea,
I look the choices over.
A dozen or so blends I see,

Quiet My Disquiet

Some days I feel on top of things and everyone’s content,
But then come days just like today—composure’s quickly spent.

Evening Gold

Silhouetted here in contrast
against an azure sky
Like giant insects waiting
cranes in silent protest lie
And glorious behind them
behind the Western hills
The sun sets o’er the city
and everything is still

River

I am tranquility and more
my voice a soothing balm
Shining I reflect the sun
to bring you peace and calm
I am river flowing free
my waters smooth and still
Come stay a while and breathe me in
until you’ve had your fill

Tranquility Rests

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Tranquility Rests, Gently Sighing,

Waiting for the Heart to cease its crying,

Wailing always Woe is Me,

Heron

Yesterday in St James’ Park
catching Pokemon on my phone
I spotted by the waterside
a heron all alone

As morning greets me

Fragile early light
with sunrise over the sea
as morning greets me

Two gulls and a fine morning

Two gulls perched on beach huts
facing out to sea
and as I passed by on my bike
they turned to look at me
I bade them a ‘Good Morning’
and I’m pretty sure that they
said same in seagull language
as I hurried on my way

Rare moments

Capturing rare moments
bring a soliloquy
even if I’m by myself
‘tho most would still agree
For there’s substance in these words
which rings true with everyone
The joy of finding heaven
is a thing which must be done

Stillness

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Like the Breathless Calm that rests it Gentle head upon the bosom of the sea

And Sighs in Quietness,

So too does my Spirit Pause,

Tranquility III

There are the special places
each of us must find
where we can go to be alone
find peace and just unwind
The places of tranquility
where we can simply breathe
watch quietly as the world goes by
before it’s time to leave

Sea Watching and Being Me

Sat in the sun and looked at the sea
with the waves rolling in on the shore
Counted to seven and watched as it broke
before receding out there for some more

Soft Hush

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Hush of Soft Silence

Winter Lingers on the Air

Stillness Sweet and Deep

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Freshly cut grass

 

I love the smell of grass
that has been freshly mown
for it reminds me of the summer
and the kindness it has shown
There’ve been many days of blue
with not a cloud in sight
When the sun in all its splendour
has shone with all its might

The Sick Room

i’m a shadow that’s aching at the heartstrings
summer bird against winter winds that lost the herd
my notes fly like wayward kites into the humid sky
and i follow the footsteps down the hall, going up
going up

Haughton Hall

 

In tranquilly the waters of the
Haughton Hall Estate
Lie still and peaceful of a morning
Beauty none could dare berate

A Quiet Note

a flight from red fires to white ice
touches the story of two silences
one, pulverized in a volcanic storm
other, reclining on a pond of calm

Tranquility

 

It’s a bench with a view
Not far from home
A place I will come
To be on my own

Moments

Captured moments, those to oneself
Rare, most will agree
So they are to cherish when happenstance
Affords soliloquy

Calm

Calm

As much an absence

Of noise, of pressure, of heat

As an actual presence

Sleep: Nonet

Sounds of the ocean wind by the shore

Breeze of calm settling on my heart

Bright moon by the dark skyline

Another night on earth