Best Mottle Poems

this cooler air seems to mottle the trees
spinning leaves like my thoughts in winded dance
befalling trails of tears on crimson breeze
as they fall grounded beneath the oak's stance

i hear the crumble of death beneath me
as i shiver within its strident gasp
chaotic roots reach out beneath...

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Memories mottle my butterfly’s wings
Shimmering and cute they are from my past
And a new song the bard in me now sings
On two sweet ones from  the  database vast.

“ Chitra Salabh” is the word in my tongue
For this insect so loved by old and...

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The Friends I hold so dear, are the friends so far away
I've never seen so clear, then on this Dismal day
When life gets in a mottle, and reality's sublime
I reach out to those Friends
Those dearest friends of mine

I sometimes feel a presence , of a...

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1.Onboard 

Warming up, the weather 
In middle spring 
Grass dancing  and larks  singing
...
Lilacs white, purple and  mottle 
are walking on road 

2. Going Home

Road is really long 
Coach moves too slow 
The homing heart feels like 
either a flying goose
or a flying arrow 

3. Fly a kite 

My busy shadows chained 
Langfang ,Baoding and Beijing 
up into a triangle 
God saw  and said :
That looked  like a kite 
The rope was the 
long thinking of
Held  in Mr Sydney's hand 


Note: My home is in Sydney while I am working in three cities in northern China...

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She doesn't like her jowls and wattle; 
her wrinkles, crinkles and her mottle.  
She rubs in a lotion 
then applies a potion; 
if a little won't, maybe a lot'll....

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My light was dark and cold
til you came in the door,
then time fell through the floor.
To you my soul I've sold,
The price I'll pay, untold.
My heart you'll soon restore.

Til then my hope so true
is our similitude.
As life we mottle through,
I'll share myself with you
in life's...

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Subtle beak peeks, blowing through a reef’s ostentatiousness
Emerging from dark impervious depths, the need to breathe
Adept adaptation caught between the blues and greens of aqua 

Turtle spins in shelly quagmire where the sea and land consort
Ungainly gravity adheres, sands rasp of birth or death juju
Raking...

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The sun a brushstroke 
In the distance
A streak of crimson
'neath the dark

A palette pale
Of Autumn pastel…
The horizon only
A morbid mark


Purple clouds
Weigh down the sun
Brilliant lit below
Yet dark as ink atop

Cloudbanks press
The glow to none…
And cause the light
To dim…then stop
 
Violet hues
Mottle the sky
And daylight bruised
Bids...

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The Coffee Mug

Conspicuous trails 
Of coffee gone dry on mug
Hot and fresh no more
Cling like those few memories 
That mottle life's ceramic !


Copyright Anulaxmi Nayak, 2017
31st January 2017...

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Soar over black earth birds won’t dare,
But flocks of bullets streak the air.
When rains on spring horizons loom,
Wreaths of shrapnel shall be in bloom.
Where I’m going, gods shall despair.

Wraiths of smoke will usurp the sky,
Mottle light where clouds nestled high,
Clods feud-flung into vaulting flights,
Soil memories...

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Itinerant mercenary shrouded with penitent robe
Shining beacon for terrorists around the globe
Hermetic curmudgeon; gun-toting xenophobe
Zealous provacateur who for ardent jihadists did probe

Material wealth a means; establishing a caliphate the end
Seeking Arab-royalty's, sovereign-sheikdoms to rend
Scourge of terror to blight all that western values defend
Sharia law to...

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Orang Ulu
Pronounced Uloo = Collective name for the 
up-river people of Sarawak

Orang Ulu,
loping through mottle-green light of the jungle-track,
lighter than dawn-mist, nimble as wild-cat.
Hunt-hounds around-him are bounding and
wailing a death-hymn or baying for
deer-spoor or fat-ox or wild-boar.

Ulu-agape at the edge of a clearing,
proud ebony, ironwood...

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I’ll never forget that first drink I had, 
sweet Raspberry Merlot with my alcoholic dad-
He gave it to me with such ease, 
            my innocence died turning into disease.
I’ll never forget that first drink...

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Rays of light mottle an atmospheric canvas
Varnished with a saddened hue of blue
One requires the other

Alarm clocks chime the birth
Vocalized stretches alert commencement

Rising spines challenge each mind
to acknowledge gratitude
Whether expressed or not

Fate marks an autographed message 
which lays the foundation for maturity

And growth...blossoms

A breeze that...

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It ducks and dives
bouncing through the air
buzzing for it's life
free without care;
now disappeared a silence,
can't see it anywhere
a mass of confusion
It could be over there?

As elusive as it is scheming,
the lord of all flies,
Who leaves me screaming,
"Why are you so wise?!"
Incognito, always in disguise
It' colour...

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