The Road Taken

Prompt “the road not taken” NaPoWriMo

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Braid – In honor of National Poetry Month-#NaPoWriMo

Braiding my

cryptic 

tangled 

knotted 

words

Inspiration (Micro poetry)

I blog at Megha’s World

Inflammable

 

Those fleeting glances

those eye contact

never bothered me

there were many

My Salvation

 

As I dance till my feet bleed
the sweat pour out of my body
as tears of my soul
I dance till I drop dead

Garbage In; Garbage Out.

I thought I was a poet,
with voices inside my head.
Words whispering that they,
must be born in ink and read.

His Name (Micro poetry)

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Elements

 

Like the earth beneath my feet, I am grounded

although at times my passion spews from deep within

incinerating everything it touches, flowing fluid streams of lava

Pausing to let things cool, I let today run into tomorrow

knowing all I laid waste to at this moment will become

fertile ground down the line



Sing Sweet Night – NaPoWriMo

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Sing Sweet Night

In Royal Splendor,

Casting Shadows of Praise

To Engender,

While Whispers Play – NaPoWriMo

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Soft

In the Subtle Glow of Moonlight

Sparse

Upon the Seraphic wing

Locked – NaPoWriMo

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Beyond the clasp of time

And Rhyme,

Before the deep ocean’s

Mercurial shore,

The Harpsichord

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Waken my heart in the Velvet Shifting Hours

That Caress my sleeping mind

With unhurried notions and Breathless Beguilements;

Slumber

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The Shadows Bloom in Indigo Hue

Dappled shade upon the wall

Twilight settling in Delicate Calm

A to Z Challenge – The Letter F – April 7, 2016

PHOTO: REUTERS

Fending freely
In fields and forests
Foraging for food
From trees and vines:

Pleasure

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Ripples of Enticing Emotion,

Stirs Within like Restless Ocean,

Waves Roll in Luxuriant Leisure,

Longing

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Longing.

The Irrepressible Desire

Ransom

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Sweetest Gaze that ever Graced Fair Cerulean,
If Tempests would in Broader Might be stirred,
Such Might should Sweep and Lash this Fragile shore;

A to Z Poetry Challenge (A and B) – April 2, 2016

 

A is for Awaken

Awaken august aerial Augier
Announce April’s auspicious actions
Avoiding anguished answers
Angle after affirmations
(Aural auguries)
Avoiding anxious abandoning
Announcements.
Angelophany allowed,
Auspicious ascertainment,
Awakening astonishment,
And Affectionate alleviation.

Fragility

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At first Touch

Her Fragility Reached out to him,

Yggdrasil

There once was a grouchy old poet
Who desperately tried not to blow it
So he strived hard to be
Like the tall world tree
Wisdom above and below it

Tradition

Tradition is the echo of oppression
The long shadow of old power
The dark night of the poor
A back drop for wealth’s fireworks
Yet its the poor who cling
Fast to slow-moving tradition
As the controllers far above
Play their fears like violin strings

Broken Shell

Broken shell
Evidence of new life or life cut short
A new hungry mouth
Or a hunters hunger sated
Either way
Life is given
Evidence found
In our humble garden

 

Hay(na)ku

Procrastination
Happy allusion
A city station

Black Hole

A black hole is not
As dark as my mood today
So I rage silent

Death’s Sorrow

Terry Pratchett
His humour – well no one could match it
Now his pen is laid down
Death’s grin now a frown

 

Hunter

Amber brown bristles
Fletched true
Sighted
On the smooth straight shaft
Knocked
Creak of wood
And leather
Tense flesh
Strength of arm
Years
Of hard work
Hard life
Peaked
In tense flesh
Aimed

Leaves

I find myself
Reading a book
A real book
A technical book for sure
But real paper
Real leaves
Turned with relish
With real fingers
Well
Hello old friend

Hole

A hole in the ground
Still black water reflecting
Meteors above