(1)
ugly grey banister
language stung
all the
subtle Belgian
bursts of
grainy blue Gina's
Bengali grain
triangles
(2)
a high-
strung bus-
y arbiter is
bustling a-
round in
search of in-
tegral gris-
ly Istanbul
bytes and
guilt-free wry
rung climb-
ers of the
Liberty Tree
(3)
singularly rusty
syringes some-
how re-
main de-
void of dust
You cannot cradle a star’s gravity
Without becoming the star—
And a black hole does not carry a ship—
It becomes its singularly.
[Poet’s Note : the fourth verse of this cinquain was written for ‘Scents of Autumn’ contest sponsored by JCB Brul, already posted on this pg.]
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shiver
woollen scarf black
earth in cold dreamland sleeps
brooding we strengthen barriers
wild winds
awake !
yolk bursts a beak
faint gardenia sweet
freshly cut grass, lips open wide
buds sleek
bright blue
cool linen new
litchi ice-cream dripping down throat
sun laughs loud
hot lot
mellow
maturation
cinnamon floats woody
musky flesh loamy depths spice-wise
mushrooms
cycles
forever turn
seasons speak singularly
winter spring summer autumn rings
bring zings
the way my words move together
fall
from
me
on
occasion ~ as a fine rain ~
in TO
RR
EN
TS
aboltingbreeze
a sneezy desert devil
erupting flur-ries
as scorching day
the refreshment of dew
u
s n
as a t a m i
an enigma
of clouds...
The indivisible collective
singularly possessed
voice
authentic
iterations
Let me tell you of a journey- from The Parthenon to Paris
in the springtime - of which real year, no one knew
Riding on an ostrich guided by a gilded leather bridle
traveling back roads dressed in mysterious disguises
using signals only ostrich riders do.
The endurance of the ostrich was as equally surprising as
the smoothness of its gallop on the road.
It needed very little in the way of daily edibles
while the softness of its feathers made a very comfy saddle.
Now an ostrich made an eerie sight in swaying fields of daffodils.
Its three-pronged feet so admirable for climbing alpine hills.
It handled every mountain as well as any Hannibal
with eyes adept to guide a sleepy rider while he slept.
The gallop into Paris was singularly memorable –
No wildly cheering crowds of proud Parisians-no-one knew-
No showers of cherry blossoms sprinkled from the Eiffel Tower
in praise or celebration of this epic ostrich rider.
What evidence is there, then? What memory endures
Perhaps a photograph or witness tells the tale
If the novelty is forgotten and the mists of time have passed
Could fields of daffodils remember or perhaps the Cherry blossoms?
Frost has cracked the sky,
the air scintillates,
fragments and splinters of light
shred through layers
of any a softer luminescence.
Blue and white shrapnel
bounce off a shattered vibrancy.
A few autumnal leaf's slow burn,
they are last embers, a crumbling rust
whittles at thinning stems.
Singularly, they fall
sparking into invisibility.
This morning the air is not broken,
it is a fanfare of ice-pierced brightness.
it's a stained-glass window
as still, and as perfect
as a prism set within
a dragon's gleaming eye.
Today I’m thankful for words and music
and their singularly beautiful goals….
Words are meant to touch our hearts
while music fills our souls.
SIGNIFICANCE
rhythmic
repetition
in
flowing lines
expressive
intuition
to the fore
excursions
into the spontaneous
magnificently
emphatic
emotionally
exaggerated
&
yet
naturalistic
portraying
continuance
profound
&discriminating
common
experience
in a
synthesis
intangible
separate
affinity
of
inspiration
formal
but natural
singularly
free
yet organic
RESPONSES
microcosm
show
in a still
life
exotic
emblems
in
magnificent
detail
creative
durable
meaning
a
closer
experience
the
essence
of succession
so
characteristic
&
sensual
reflecting
the
unexpected
positioned
discovered
with
undivided
attention
DISTRACTIONS
expressive
resonations
rhythm
reverberating
structuring
contours
process
the potential
in
prevai
prevailing
one-dimensional
straightened
imitative
balanced
&translated
appearance
in the abstract
TRADITIONS
prevailing
so naturally
start anew
singularly
profoundly
free
filling
the organic
with
decorative
linearity
Combing through the carnage
Questions outnumber answers
Derailed if dwell on the details
Will we forfeit all our advances?
Easy to get singularly focused
On second guessing decisions
Better to not ruminate on regrets
Since the past has no revisions
Power in pivoting to the present
As a new path has been charted
Final destination still unknown
But in a better place than we started
He dances so well in those flares.
Such a gliding, sliding motion.
Round and round - planetary.
Prance, and prance, prance, prance.
Is he a dummy, a puppet?
Yet singularly, exceptionally charming.
Do we believe he exists? He does continue to
prance, oh prance, prance, prance.
Such a springy way to dance - so elastic -
enhancing that appearance.
Such a stunning, gorgeous
prance, gee, prance, prance, prance.
Is he mad? Or are we so?
Oh, such a one-man energetic bustle,
spirited, bubbly - such an indefatigable
prance, that prance, prance, prance.
(29.01.23)
serene stun scenes seen
singularly secluded
stars seem simply shining strained
sun shuns such scent sacks
sabotages surroundings ---
scribble sleek soft-sounding songs
10 January 2023
A word that lately gets little traction
though when used provokes quite a reaction
I find it singularly persuasive ~
to describe the world today as 'invasive'
The sane file singularly, wait impatiently to enter
the sanctuary of sanatoriums.
Crazy has a mission, it rushes, it presses
with a pitiless paranoia,
it packs suitcases moves into unguarded minds.
For we cannot spell it out, dare not decry;
for the mad remain morbidly mean,
they are building places
to keep us far, far away
from what we could and now should say.
Superb the sounds of summer’s soliloquy
So sweetly singing the sparrow’s song,
Sometimes she sounds suddenly sonorous
Since startled sparrows sing shrilly strong,
Summer sounds so singularly sacrosanct
Swallows and swifts sing slow and soft,
Sailing skyward like sandpipers swinging
Standing, then, on solid sand sashaying
Soon sauntering, staying satisfied, sane,
Soothing summer sounds stolidly serene.
Written August 18, 2022
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