Best Salutes Poems

Well guys I’m going to tell you a secret
You don’t really know me
I have not been honest 
I am not who I say I am
Yesterday...

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Salutations to Tiranga (Indian National Flag)


Mother India was freed from the British shackles...
To tyranny we bid adieu, new freedom welcomed!
'Tiranga' with due honour, replaced the...

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Ah, to this land of the monsoons
or should it have been the sunsoons? 
Yet for frozen land tourists, a tropical hot boon.

Where bullock carts, stray...

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Dreams herein, our progeny, still birth sometimes inside,
blind and rigor twisted, formless foetuses upon
the terrace steps where innocence bled and occasionally died
screeching for salvation when...

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Scotland, rich in pride
Braw mountainous scenery
Stands proud and salutes
 
Saltire shares the wind
Tartan Highlanders kilted
Kingdom of the clans...

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Her face is invaded by networked wrinkles
For she gave to the world all her valued best,
Her input to the current world has tired her
And she...

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I'm a solitary wanderer
Guided by the winds and the sol rays 
I roam through lonely valleys
Sipping from streams to streams 
Riding on cascade , up...

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In this psychological warfare,
where the fate of Romeo and Juliet 
has not discouraged lovers

I was warned,
"tread carefully, only move forward if you are prepared
to battle...

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POIGNANT ECHOES 2
(Combo Mixed Verse Forms**)


Dark canopy, skyline deep black;
Morn suddenly flings radiance back.

-- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- --

Dawn hurls
Fiery outburst;
Shadows flee

--...

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He is an old Vet now, weighed down by the years.
He walks slowly with a limp, and has grey hair, eye glasses and hearing aids.

Ah,...

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Tic Toc I watch nonchalant 
arms of the clock
Shift and rock
Grandfathers hands join-unlock
Conducting my living room symphonies

Horns and strings mingle in streams
Blending with screams
Torn from...

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The Yearbook


The years have since gone by—
aged seniors now are we.
I scan each page to see
lost friends with teary eye;
then note, with relieved sigh,
some are...

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a flustered tango of Gypsy moths 
drumming the porchlight; chalk artists; 
the endemic disappearance of farms—silos lost 
in unkempt fields;  space stations; the sunlit-scent...

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Happy Memorial day

Sitting where he one time stood
never one time trying to brag.
He chokes on his own teardrops
as he salutes the American flag.

Recalling brothers that...

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Reigate Juniors, late July, in nineteen sixty nine
Miss Leggett crossed the room and slowly pulled down all the blinds
as one by one the summer's morning...

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