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Smita Kulkarni Poem
A noble Black Oak tree stands tall and tranquil
Wearing brown, old and dried crumpled leaves
Withstanding all autumn and winter storms
Without any distress or any grief
Golden fall is long gone, cold, wet season is also concluding
Spring is poking its head up with colorful bulbs blooming
Some of her allies have Cherry blossoms in flourish
Some show progression of luscious new emerald leaves
Mother earth knows unique behavior of her child
With assurance, she lets her be herself while watching over with smile
Tree wants to hold on to longstanding and withered for a while long
Not ready yet to let go of dear presence of that warmth
April comes along to cheer her up
Tree beams, perks up
Ridding her old dry appearance, starts dressing up
Growing yellowish handsome clusters of dangling male catkins,
Gorgeous reddish female flowers in short striking javelins,
Velvety foliage of sharp zigzag tips in red tinge,
With pointed seven to nine lobes with bristles exquisitely unique
Summer grows them into profound shade of shiny green
Rust colored acorns with top halves enclosed in caps start appearing
Showing her wisdom in her towering strength and stability,
With canopy of branches widespread and mighty,
Tree gets ready once more for visitors of ecosystem to offer plenty…
Copyright © Smita Kulkarni | Year Posted 2019
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Nestled in a mountain town,
Enclosed in downs of clouds,
Flows a dancing stream
Spiraling, bouncing,
Swaying along with the mountain breeze
Winding through trees, rocks and bushes,
Supporting vibrant foliage,
She voyages through forest
Jabbering, hopping
Swaying along with the mountain breeze
Dazzling in the sun
Shining thousands of sparkling diamonds
She springs over rocks and pebbles
Bubbling, splashing,
Swaying along with the mountain breeze
Attending to the whispers of the sky
And wheezing winds
She travels catching pearls of raindrops
Clinking, twirling
Swaying along with the mountain breeze
Entertaining and providing to peoples
And friends from the wild
She drifts ceaselessly with vitality
Spiraling, bouncing,
Swaying along with the mountain breeze
Copyright © Smita Kulkarni | Year Posted 2021
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Smita Kulkarni Poem
A cool summer morning
Behind a cloud the sun is hiding
Pleasant fresh scent from trees of pine
Nippy air in the surroundings
Cooler breeze of southern winds blowing
Is it a little taste of fall season’s upcoming?
All the pollinators are hiding
Hoping it is just a phase that is passing
River flow is receding
Water is softly tapping
Under water buried rocks revealing
Attractive green foliage appearing
Ah, the sun came out
A pair of Blue Jays gave a loud shout
Flowers of Black Eyed Susan beamed
A lone Daisy swayed and smiled
Evening Prim Roses started closing up
Bees and butterflies showed up
Bumble Bees came to explore the flowers of Sweet Pea
Many insects flew in to enjoy the warming spree
The sun started shining brightly
The air started warming up nicely
I took off my sweater quickly
Magic of life-giving summer, I still want to enjoy thoroughly!!
Copyright © Smita Kulkarni | Year Posted 2019
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Miss your barks, miss your presence
Miss your enthusiastic greetings, miss your adorable face
Miss the innocence of your brown eyes, miss your liveliness
Miss the vibes that you spread, of your infectious cheerfulness
Miss the walks we took together and the hikes we did to hills and lakes
Miss your tenacity and stamina and your amazing athletic strength
Miss your adept swimming for a stick you wanted to fetch
Miss your feisty eagerness when you ran and played your favorite ball-chase
Miss those conversations we had of unspoken language
Miss feeling your calming aura around while doing yoga on the carpet
Miss your alert growling at the sound of the doorbell
Miss your sweet friendliness to connect with all the arriving guests
Though we no longer see you coming to our calls,
Or see you retrieving no more of your favorite sticks and balls
You live in our thoughts, you live in our hearts
I ponder and pause, feel you near, not far
Your incredible patience, your enormous faith,
Your immense confidence and your selflessness
Reva, you were an ideal example of God’s grace…
Having you in our lives, we truly feel blessed!!
Copyright © Smita Kulkarni | Year Posted 2023
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Summer is here with its extended day light
Mountains are giving up on their accumulated stock of snow piles
The river is gushing with vigor carrying fresh cold water supply
Its dancing bubbly liquid is glittering in the sun’s sparkly stimuli
She comes meandering through luscious mountain valleys
Making the surrounding land enriched and generously fertile
Old and new trees of fir, pine and oak stand along her rims
Keep the mountains green and healthy for the roaming animal breeds
The change of the season is showing new growths on the tree tips
Many daisies and purple sweet pea flowers are covering nearby fields
Gorgeous red planted roses are blossoming in the sunlight
A Grapevine is also showing a start of new fruit to my delight
Dark blue magnificent Stellar Jays welcome visitors by their loud songs
Showing their bold inquisitiveness swooping from branch to branch
A pair of black Phoebe birds kept flying on the water to catch flies
Bringing back food to their precious chicks in the nest above a windowsill
A loner mink showed its appearance time to time after sunset
Hurrying fast to find a meal before hiding back into his cozy den
A black bear visited a few times in the darkness of nights
Happily wandering around the shared land after humans are gone to sleep
A visit to the rhythmic mountain river brought energizing breaths of refreshing air
Helped me notice and learn from the simplicity of nature’s behavior
Copyright © Smita Kulkarni | Year Posted 2019
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Smita Kulkarni Poem
Music is my soul’s expression,
a mirror of my deepest emotions
Its rhythm creates my mood
Its crispness takes away solitude
Music is my unique art
It speaks to me through melodies of all sorts
Its energy refreshes my surroundings
By vibrating the cords of my heart
It is the sunshine to my voice
It’s a spiritual hobby of my choice
By spreading out its meditative harmony,
It transcends the boundaries of space and time
What would I do without my music
I’m grateful for this divine gift
So, I hum some soft notes
And create some delightful chimes for the nearby souls.
Copyright © Smita Kulkarni | Year Posted 2023
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Crisp air, fallen leaves
Shattered shapes,
Whispering tales of metamorphosis.
Their effortless art of surrender,
Breaking down into the soil to serve the growth of others,
Demonstrate the value of transition.
They fulfill the circle of life,
Becoming echoes of the essence of existence,
Displaying the absolute beauty of impermanence.
Copyright © Smita Kulkarni | Year Posted 2023
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In the quiet dawn of March,
When winter relaxes its cold grip,
The daylight stretches its arms,
While serving a dynamic delight.
The sun, shining vibrantly,
decorates the sky with hues of hope,
Clocks leap forward eagerly,
And daffodils happily endorse.
Daisies roll out wispy vows,
Their petals, intricate art pieces,
Cherry blossoms’ fancy bows,
Dance intensely with the spring breezes.
Birdsongs jingle the mornings,
A symphony of joy and rebirth,
Old wisdom is whispering,
To initiate and leap forward.
Copyright © Smita Kulkarni | Year Posted 2024
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Summer speaks to me by waking me up early
Playing tunes of beautiful song bird melodies
Blowing cool breezes in early mornings
Creating chimes of rustling tree leaves
She speaks to me through marvels of elaborate spider webs
Through various trees’ dazzling green shades
Through fascinating designs on butterfly wings
Through flutters of humming birds and dances of dragonflies
She speaks to me by offering plums, peaches and numerous berries
And various melons, figs and delicious cherries
Growing scrumptious tomatoes in the garden for my luxury
Exhibiting vivacious blooms on rose bushes and crape myrtle trees
She speaks to me shining bright through brilliance of sunlight
Warming the afternoons and dehydrating grasses on hillsides
Crafting radiant sunsets and captivating afterglows of twilight skies
Generating buzzing mosquitoes in stillness of evenings’ dim lights
She speaks to me through an astonishing sight of a skunk mama and her adorable babies
Showing a watchful face of a raccoon sitting in an oak tree
Displaying an occasional slithering of a rattler or a snake native
Birthing numerous insects and active lizard progenies
Through magnificence of marvelous starry nights
Through frog croaks and cricket lullabies
Through precious waters of the lake
Summer speaks to me and I listen with gratitude in my heart……
Copyright © Smita Kulkarni | Year Posted 2019
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Wearing translucent blankets of golden sun rays
The trees looked bright and sparkly
Enjoying the warmth of the shimmers
The leaves started their photosynthesis factory
Showing its noticeable sophisticated pattern
A cobweb was shining in the morning glimmer
A gust of cool breeze in the air
Made a climb of a hill a little easier
Songs of various birds tweeting on the trees
Played background music of various pitched melodies
Tree branches’ eye-catching artistic twists and turns
Showed deep green foliage densely grown
Vibrant striking clusters of Crepe Myrtles
Had gorgeous blooms of magenta, white and purple flowers
Views of blueness of the lake waters
Brought eyes a feeling of cooling wonder
A snug little town settled near the lake banks
Was displaying beauty of pretty homes and their yards
Sprinklers running on the green lawns
Had shiny rainbows in their water drops
A golden morning ornate with many angles of Mother Nature’s exquisiteness
Brought the pair back home with content minds filled with happiness
Copyright © Smita Kulkarni | Year Posted 2019
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