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Suddenly, he found himself floating through the air.
He saw no light and heard no sound, just darkness everywhere.
Trying to remember the place where he had been.
Although he wasn’t sure it seemed to him that he had sinned.
He had committed many crimes in just his few short years.
And been the cause of heartaches and many, many tears.
Guilty of offenses, he even had lost count.
Soon the man would have to face his sins and take account.
The man was given chances all throughout his life.
Lucky to find love, even he had a wife.
But soon he had destroyed their love and she was gone as well.
Plunging the man further into evil, where he fell.
Then the total darkness started turning bright.
He felt that he was being pulled into a warmer light.
That’s when he remembered the scene that had occurred.
Although it wasn’t very clear, just pieces that were blurred.
Again, he had been caught in sin but this time he would pay.
For all the lives he’d taken, this was to be his day.
There was no place for him to hide no place he could run to.
And as he felt the fires burn that was the time he knew.
The sun raises up over the ridge
The sky shines a multitude of colors
Pink with a tinge of purple
That only lasts for a few precious moments
Some mornings the clouds
Come down from the sky into the fields
Allowing a walk in the mist
Who knew it was possible to walk in the clouds
The fields are filled with nature
Deer feed while tending their fawn
Rabbits hop, coyotes hunt while the roadrunners race around
Watch out for the bear, large cat or the razorback
The birds are plentiful in their beauty
The red of the cardinals, blue of the jays and yellow of the finches
The sounds of the woodpecker and hummingbirds
The soaring of the hawks, vultures, and eagles
When it rains all run for cover
The thunder roars, and makes the mountain shake
Lighting strikes a tree with a mighty boom
Fearing the tornado that can come from any place
As the sky clears the sun shines down
The water reflecting off the leaves
The animals return refreshed
The rainbow crosses the sky reminding us of God’s promise
The roads twist and turn, up and down
With drops off to the left and right
Careful as dangers are abound
Deer dash all around
As the day turns to night it becomes total darkness
The sounds of the tree frogs fill the air
In the distance the scream of a small animal
being caught as dinner in the forest
At night the creatures crawl scorpions, spiders, and snakes
Birds of prey hunt the fields
On the mountain the circle of life takes place
Survival of the fittest
The sky is clear, and in the darkness
Stars can be seen representing all the constellations
The stars shoot across the sky and quickly die
It is amazing the beauty of the sky
verse
I was fixing supper not so long ago,
the kitchen full of smells, sights and sounds;
a new dessert was ready for applause.
We were waiting on Gramps to get home from work.
In retrospect, it was not so bad as it seemed.
Smiling, I recall three moments with grandkids -
a memory of a supper hard to forget.
Chase upends half a box of spaghetti
over the floor, I look for an extra box
as the dog poops on the carpet near the sink.
Suddenly, my ancient microwave blows a fuse
spinning us in total darkness. “Watch your step!
Don’t anybody move.” I stumble downstairs
headlong into Jackson and his art project.
“Who turned the lights out?” he bellows with blame.
“Ring-a-ling!” Who’d call me at a moment like this?
"Honey, I'm running late – just go ahead and eat."
Lights on! Both messes cleaned up! I decide -
“Kelly, will you blow us up some balloons?
party time - we'll have supper by candlelight.”
written December 24, 2015
**Eloping in a Blizzard**
In a blizzard, our car stalled
in total darkness in The Great Divide.
The wind like a witch cackling in the pitch dark
of night!
A mix of snow and sleet encasing the
car, twas a most frightening sight.
Not one light could be seen on this road,
my heart was anything but light.
Frightened and shivering, oh God, why did I
leave home?
To elope with my love to golden San Francisco
To be his and never more to roam!
Alas he discovered, we were out of gas.
He bid me to hide under blankets and give him no sass.
Alone, in pitch dark, my knight walked to a farm.
I prayed God to protect us from any grievous harm.
I saw the swirling winds, just a frightened bride-to-be.
Then a knock on the window, he had returned,
my future husband to be!
Here, I have the gas, as promised, said he!
We drove on peacefully to San Francisco, and were married,
indeed, most happily!!
May 15, 2020
2pm PST
Poem#1270
Celestial Play
In daylight hours when stars fall sleep,
They opened wide eyes to see celestial wonder –
The sun and moon at play
Racing across their blue playground in hide and seek –
A game of tag –
Leaving trails of laughter
For earthbound eyes,
Invited audience,
To revel in by covering their brilliant splendor
With receding light to total darkness,
Daystar encircled with a golden crown,
Then lifting shadows,
Playfully returning light again
To upturned smiles –
Suspended breath –
Captured by their mischievous spirit
As hearts of every language hold hands,
Clearly understanding
The song of unity inviting
Spirits of anticipation rise
Into Heaven’s clear vision of the magical and miraculous
Never abandoned,
Or eclipsed,
But following breathless the playmates,
Passing,
Now separating at the end of their game
While a memory replays for eternity,
Imprinted in the drowsy stars of a morning sky.
TOTAL ECLIPSE – August 21, 2017
bitter truth
my soul fails to see the rising sun
all my days i can only recall total darkness
not even the day of light brings hope to my heart
deserted by all i see no value to live
it's like am the modern day wondering Cain
my God why have you abondoned me just when i need you most
my joy to friends is like selling alcohol in a church
the bitter vinegar in my throat burns my veins to the core of my spin
if i could rewrite my story i would do so guided by God
but the more i try the harder i fall,
the less i try the more redicule i face
i am a man of little faith but alas all has fallen apart
i can want to show my success story but death whispher to me in silent mode
my time is almost and my deeds almost done
i look for the glory of the morning sunbreak
but to no avail..
My God why have you left me in the hands of the doctors
one more knife to reap open your eye
they say so easily and calmly
but my vision keeps me far away from my dream
my son, patience is all i have exercised all my life
but now your cup is twice bitter than mine
for your own mother is just a good for nothing slat
all she cares for is her friend's approval
while her parents are just filled with self proclaimed pity
they preach water but they are drunkards with the cheap wine
they complain and have broken the Lord's command
for they have killed your spirit and stolen your family happiness
let there soul rest in the bottomless pit for they deserve no mercy
let earthly debts overtake there daily bread
let there earthly toils fill there heart with guilt and disgust
may premature death be felt in your mother's womb
let no more joy come from it but thieves,premature death in her offsprings
let rejection be her daily portion
however if she turns to God for help may he hear her and restore her
my son, the law of land only brings hate amongst friends
today your mother's family are masters of that
they applaud money and fill there minds with hate a virtual of self destruction
my son i write this in the hope of you rising with the morning sun
God's favor rest upon you
God has assured me that soon you will be in my arms again
but your mother will not be part of that life
may God prepare you and fill our hearts with love for that great day
Amen
I felt a sharp thrill in my heavy heart,
But hardly knew if that tip of a dart
Was caused by delight, fear or curious mind,
And felt an eerie, strong urge truth to find,
But naught was seen before me, nor could hear
A thing clearer despite my straining ear,
All I could was birds chirping in the wood,
As if a dark curtain made of past stood
Hanging before my anxious pair of eyes,
Fains if I could lift them nigh to peer through,
For, total darkness enveloped my view,
I hoped still, sooner would the curtain rise.
A sudden gust of wind lifted the weight
Of oppression— thanks for life's small mercies—
The still surface of the river rippled,
Curling a tad like strands of a nymph's hair,
The woods were wrapped in evening's sleepy gloom
When there was some relief ah of murmur
As if arisen from a darkling dream!
Was it real or a tired man's daydream?
Piercing through the centuries gone by,
Vanishing in a flash as moments fly,
And yet, the mystic forms that brushed past me
With quick bodiless steps, loud lifeless laugh,
The sound of bodies splashing in river,
The eerie apparitions somewhat bent,
Squeezing their dripping robes awhile they went,
Remained in my mind's vague vision for long,
O like fragrance wafted away by wind,
Dispersed but by a single breath of sprig.
Filled I was with the fear: or Muse it was
That gained gratitude of my solitude,
Possessing me in such a lonely wood,
A witch, thought I, visited on a cause.
Whatso it be, let a good dinner fill
Me, an empty maw’s undoubted devil,
I’ll call cook, let a hefty dinner be—
Of lots of spices made smoother with ghee.
For spice and ghee may warm a shivering skin,
But cannot drown the hungry stones within.
So, let a feast begin to mock the phantom throng,
Whose silent whispers haunt the mind so long.
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Narrative |01.04.2024|
Note: A poetic translation of Rabindranath Tagore’s story in Bengali: Kshudhaarto Paashaana,
divided in I to XIII parts, largely in blank verse that lapses into rhymes along with its twists and turns. The story is known to have happened during Tagore’s stay at Shaahibaug palace in Ahmadabad, the nearby river Sabarmati becoming river Suista in the story.
Wintry night, the clouds were churning
While the lightning lit the sky
The old house it shook and trembled
As the howling wind went by.
I put out the waning candle
Total darkness all around
It felt cold, in bed I snuggled
Heard the thunder’s drawling sound.
It took ages till I drifted
Into rough and restless sleep
When at once I felt me falling
Down a tunnel deep and steep.
Chilly hands wrapped tight around me
Felt the breathing of a ghost;
In a daze it tugged and led me
To the open ragged coast.
Had no strength or will to struggle
The cold water dragged me down
Uncontrolled the helpless feeling
Of a man about to drown.
Then I woke all of a sudden
And I saw the dawning light
Found myself all wet and sweaty
From the dream I had that night.
So relieved! I felt elated.
What an ugly fright I’d had.
Then I looked and saw beside me
Soaking seaweed on the bed!!
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23rd October 2014
Contest: Ghosts Stories
Sponsor: Kelly Deschler
Placed: 4th
Shadow World
Wondering off the world are shadows
Trees tried to stay behind
To settle with the sun of red, to make it right and just
Beyond its light
Something wrong had happened to its core
The star focused on objects in reflection
Had nothing left to give to life but death
Objected to moving things in general
With indifference there
Exploded with anticipation of the night
Could not contain dark places looking for escape
Colors could hardly stick to trees
Stationary in their place as was their nature
Seemingly anesthetized to numbness by the sudden blast
Anathematized or cursed
Trees were the last to stand
They held themselves in dirt
And could not reason with the star
Executed on the spot along with every form of life
For failure to do their job
No one or thing had a say in this grave matter
All things destroyed in one quick flash of light
To become a splinter in the eye of sun as it went nova
And when the planet settled into total darkness
To become an empty orb
When the sun lost power
To become the dark
Sunk in on itself and vanished
No one said a prayer
For no one was there to care
Or left alive in Shadow world
A burnt out cinder
Uncanny inexplicable silence surrounds me unexpectedly,
when in the centre of a noisy demanding crowd,
every bit of sound evaporates, fades in total darkness,
people around me, familiar and unfamiliar ...
I perceive them in action - laugh, or converse,
watch their bodies moving,
contours of their faces changing
synchronizing with their voices,
but their gestures are illegible movements to me.
don't catch a word they say....
complete silence envelops my mind,
just watch some silent characters in a highly emotive drama!
When silence speaks to me among a roomful of visitors,
not leaving, I disappear from the place...
my absence doesn't create any void,
saffron imagination dawns on my dreamy eyes,
I am on top of a mysterious mountain where
a chartreuse waterfall descending with roaring noise
on the coral rocks,
halcyon water mirrors the serene emerald sky!
When silence speaks to me,
I imagine strolling on a harmonious village-path,
which meanders to unknown,
grass spectacular green, velvety soft,
and soothing, the tender touch of a doting mother
on her baby! mystifying sky leans on and whispers to me,
as if it has found its trustful confidant,
in that beautiful unperturbed silence, I only speak
to my own heart, which throbs pining
for a soul who had deserted me many years ago!