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Blackish, brownish, and greyish clouds on zenith call,
The white lambs like the ones below, unheeding, crawl;
The immaculate white egrets in elation,
Mock the grey herons, in calm Zen meditation;
Kow-kow of cuckoos and the coo-ee of koels,
Sound and resound in the idyllic nature strolls...!
A sense of sadness, yet, surrounds my whole being,
A bit of depression evokes a forced fleeing;
Memories fly beyond realms of nostalgia,
And soon turn into terrible cephalalgia;
Your flight beyond the skies toward spaces unknown,
Comes to stay in the nimbus of my mind, forlorn...!
Those plants and flowers; butterflies and honeybees,
Those streams and rocks and mossy slippery tall trees;
Those frogs and fish and clams and mussels and wrasses,
Those fine foams collected around like molasses;
All these bring to my mind those golden days bygone,
Come back, if you can, dear, that I may find new dawn...!!!
20 June 2023
Any Poem Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori
Under a guava tree, I rest
Like me, a kitten also roosts
Both are excited to begin our quest;
And the tree gives us the best of the best
Seeing the birds for the first day,
The kitty thinks he can fly;
Climbing over the branches of guava tree,
Savouring the flowers, he smiles with glee
Glimpsing the birds hoping over the branches,
My mind kindles the memories avalanche;
I was sitting with my dad at the same place,
conversing about the garden we raise
Planning to plant some fruiting trees around,
And the plants to get flowers all year round;
A garden full of flowers, butterflies and birds, he dreamed,
His idea of providing an half plot for gardening was highly esteemed
Now the guava tree started bearing fruits;
His favourite kopsias are in full bloom;
But he is not with us to cherish the things, I thought,
until I saw a bulbul savoring the fruit
Squirrels, spiders, bulbuls,butterflies and moth
and sometimes koels and kittens, both
All live together in the guava tree
Yes, plenty of lives I see
Through these creatures' plethora
I feel my dad's pure aura .
Under the guava tree,
Now my mind is stress free ,
For I feel my dad's aura,
under the guava tree
soft
dew drops
quivering
on lotus leaves
lithe jui flowers sprawled
white orange-hued buds
clouds glide tangerine sky
koels croon symphony
mehndi bushes
faint fragrant
birds soar
free
Written on August 9, 2021
Note: Experimented with this descriptive verse of two stanzas - starts with one word, one syllable - goes up to six lines with six syllables (increasing syllables). Second stanza vice versa - begins with six, and it ends with one word, one syllable (decreasing).
FIRST PLACE
A Brian Strand 1 to 14 lines Poetry contest
Around the lake on midsummer days,
A garden blooms in vivid display,
Red, yellow, white, pink, and gold,
Daisies, Bougainvillea, Dahlia, bold.
Palash trees with fiery hues,
Mirror pink and white lotus views,
Daisies and jasmine garland the shore,
While dandelions and Putush are often ignored.
Summer birds, parakeets, koels, and more,
Trill sweet songs that the wind will soar,
Love birds Papiha sing their tune,
Their voices float beneath the moon.
Papihas cherish summer's embrace,
Sing songs of love with gentle grace,
If one should die, the other will leap,
To join their love in a celestial sleep.
Birds care not for who they sing,
Their voices carry on the wind's swift wing.
Their songs unite us, both near and far,
A reminder of the beauty that we are.
When the season of splendor sprinkles
the scent of sprightliness,
when the koels and kingfishers sing hymns of hope
and merrily waltz their wings of chartreuse dreams, and
when from her day dream, my muse emerges in ecstasy,
I dip my quill in vivid shades of ebullient sacramento ink.
When in a gentle stroke, the first ray of the golden prince
caresses the myrtle terrain of earth - his beloved princess,
and she wakes up from her dark moss slumber
blushing and swinging in neon shades of love
in a moment of delight as she becomes
a pinnacle of rustic beauty
sparkling and swaying in shamrock hues, and
when the harmonious harp of the buzzing bees
wafts in the air as they suck sweet nectar
from the brilliant blooms adorning
my muse’s verdant malachite rockery
adding vivid lime vibrance to the hustle and bustle
of the grassy gorgeous flower beds dispensing
the aroma of exuberant pistachio thoughts of my reasoning -
and becomes a harbinger of hope for my creative quill,
I passionately let my avocado ink
to pen its inspiring pearls of perception.
When my muse ponders
on the fragility of life fraught with
hindrances and hiatuses for progress,
yet wonders on how life advances
and ascends in the rungs of optimism -
like buds finding way to bloom
even in a pit of rocky soil:
my ink blossoms in the tender glow
of my lilac dreams of love and peace.
A melodious symphonic journey by the rose-bush….
No more waiting…air is crisp and delightful again,
Mystical breeze waltzing, whistling romantic stories,
Pristine clouds floating like sailboats in the ocean,
Grasses gleefully swaying showcasing their exuberant colours,
Velvety and silky to tread on,
Evergreens feel despondent and lonely no more,
Spring is at the door!
Aquamarine horizon with crimson hue,
Drowns my senses in lilac reverie,
Koels and Bulbuls unhesitatingly tweet songs!
Swirling vibrant colours of rainbow in palette...
Fragrant graceful flowers waking up from slumber,
Sky is singing an ebullient tale, and...
Faraway sonata of a season whispers
Dreams soothing and gentle on my eyes!
Spring birds cooing a celestial melody of sitar,
Strings plucked gently with fingers fine,
Floating clouds play violin with their gliding movements,
Breeze paints a picture of grace and harmony of Cello,
Leaves murmur an ensemble of a deeply expressive flute,
A memorable sonata is created divine!
Orange cosmos flowers inside a circle
along with the canna indica flowers;
A big smile of welcome at the front entrance. Followed by Pink, red and yellow ixoras,
the fully bloomed harlequin wonders;
Enthrall butterflies and sun birds
Violet, Red and new comer pink Balsums
are the evergreen shrub
The nonpareil Marvels
Night blooming jasmine flowers
adorn the sideways of the garden;
Meant to engross the moths
The bright yellow alamanda,
the heroine of our garden.
Made us fall in love with yellow
Glittering stars in the morning,
blaze like the diamonds in red and yellow;
The spectacular magic of sun plants
The black night shade plants
bear the inky purple sun berries;
Food for the red vented bulbuls
The Red hibiscus at the corner
attracts everyone's sights
by its innocent grin
The 4'o clock mandharai flowers
unfurl attractive perfumes
and embellish our garden in the evening
Grass green climber braces,
trumpet shaped madevillas,
The small stabs on flowers,
connote attendances of sun birds
Cutest creepers I've ever seen,
amidst the tall green grass;
The metallic blue Verbena
Sometimes our old friends Asian Koels
and our migrating friends Brahminy starlings
visit for their breakfast.
Mynas sing like parrots
and sometimes imitate Koels;
Mimicry Experts they're
Some plants are hostplants
of the common mormons, jezebels,
praying mantis and the signature spiders
Yellow billed blabbers,
the king of our garden;
The faithful defender of our home,
none can step in without their consent.
Squirrels scamper here and there,
and elegant butterflies in the air
proliferate happiness everywhere
Have you ever seen a place like this anywhere?
To embrace glee, you no need to be a Billionare.
Just Visit our garden, you will feel the real bliss, I swear!
In an island amidst the seamless seas,
lost in the warmth of a dream-like enchanting moment,
I sense a smooth placid stillness and repose.
As the golden ball ascends,
light bids adieu to the dark with a soft kiss -
the sky welcomes her beloved with a vermilion smile.
Mind greets thoughts anew that evoke delight,
when the koels and kingfishers sing hymns of hope.
The morning sky glows in rays of nature's lamp,
warm and vibrant, it heals my soul.
Ten lines taken from the following poems:
1. In My Dream
2. Sunflowers
3. To Leave All Cares Behind
4. Waiting for Light
5.The Glory of Dawn
6. Vermilion Sunrise at Kanyakumari
7. Mindful Moments
8. My Blossoms
9. Soothing Serenity
10. To Belong
“wherefrom came the exalted divine thought,
that inspirations along with it brought?”
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Presence in innocence, merrily sails
Playfully garnering truth behind veils
Subconscious melding with the conscious mind
The superconscious is so far behind
Treading gently upon the holy grail
Vibrations imbibed by resonation
Distilled in the glowing heart play station
In-pours blessings by grace, thus face to face
No goals to chase, thoughts flow at easy pace
Mindfully so penned, poets celebration
Indian koels glow, through music flows
Rose fragrance mellow, uplifts minds shallow
Dance of innocence, seeks no audience
Bliss cadence, in divine entwined parlance
This we do know: God leads and poets follow
03-June-2021
The Poet’s Hands Are Tied Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Kai Michael Neumann
The Peepal timidly peeped
From amid those tiny cracked bricks
Seeking the warm sunlight
It spread its arms wide
The rain water tenderly seeped
Nurturing this sapling that bravely sticks
Its head out into the foreign light
Against the crumbling wall’s side
The sapling grew diligently forward
From a young to a mature tree
A haven for chattering mynahs and singing koels
That feasted on its berries
These airy messengers when lifted upwards
Carrying its seeds and flying free
Until perching here or there they roll
The sleeping seeds into nurseries
The mighty Peepal now strong and tall
Viewed the green kingdom of trees
The wind carried its proud call
To spread the magic of walking trees