Is it of a child that it’s born, fallen in a puddle,gambolling in the shallows.Is it of Gods like grace that shonelike the blues our skies don’t fathom!Is it then of passers by that shallows gleam,or from depths a dazzle,a bright and distant stream.Is it then of no novelty;we hold them dear,albeit for a while;Continue reading “Do I Know You!”
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Of one day.
I chanced upon a rhymetossed upon cherry:like smile’s adventgracing upon merry.I chanced upon a line,cradled in a leaf;tossed by the windthat lets spill nary.I picked the cherry,pilfered the breeze!I chanced upon a rhyme:the taste of glinton wild cherry;the cradled spillsthat the merry winds ferry.
For a while
To lull a gnawing giantnibbling upon the slippage;rather sour to our palate.Perhaps it is as sweet a nectarto the one who seversthe silken touch of ancient Suns,a scent from the dew,the bloom from a rose,the tooth from old pains,the rest from a sigh,the shimmers from an ancient Sky!It lies upon the bard,when the end ofContinue reading “For a while”
Grateful
I owed you not the silence,whilst glistened the chirpsa thousand birds pecked upon.I owed you not the angst,whilst shone the meadowsmyriad creatures grazed upon.It was a dear dayI must have embraced.I owed you notthe countenance stern,and upon wonders; taciturn.For the endowments, worthwhile,grateful for just another while,To the morrow then I owe a smile,To the morrowContinue reading “Grateful”
I wish
If it were for meagre souls to lay the stars,I would have resplendent a street,by the sea I’d count a millionin a dark urn I’d fill with dazzling.If it were for meagre souls to lay the starsI’d strew upon the street by the seathe twinkles sweet;the dark urn dazzles still, replete.I’d dazzle the heavens,I’d dazzleContinue reading “I wish”
Magi
It is as if an itch to find an ephemeral paradise,the seeds that sprout in one’s eye,as if by an itch and washing of eyesit yields its first fruit: an October sky.There also lay splashed some illumined ocean,where birds of myriad form foraged for the splattered Sun.It is as if a new Sun just foundContinue reading “Magi”
October Soul
It isn’t upon a mountain high it standswith cloud-clad feet.It isn’t anchored to the Sun,it bears westward when the eve is nigh.I am calm upon the meadows,watching clouds passing by.It flies upon Earth — a soul so high –, for,lighter than my heart is a blue blue sky!
That Monkey!
He tip-toes upon the Sun,snuffs his toes in the Sea,briefly as they sigh,he rides upon that breeze.falling, breaking the arches,he pilfers fruit from a monkey,descends upon mischiefby a very blue Sea.He pilfers the blue,just enough blue,so it still is blue.He cries “drought” from a place afar,winds oblige,and herd the cloudsfar and far.He then splashes blueandContinue reading “That Monkey!”
Friday Morn
It is a day I like, that swells in jasmine trailswhile in scarlet mists a Sun thus born:pilfers ginger yellowand slips the piquant in my tea;mild perhaps is a Sun leftin every sip of ginger-tea!And the dough gobbles the bakerchurned, kneaded,he now swells in hints of cinnamon:by dawn a baker’s thus reborn.From grace to witnessContinue reading “Friday Morn”
An Eve in Dawn
So I’ll cast a spell upon a budding dayand sweep the dawn that slips away,and what remains of the night, I’ll let it stayin the dawn I spill for the stars to play.So I’ll cast a spell upon the risen day,and place a tall treefor a tall shade,make the little bird in melody sway andContinue reading “An Eve in Dawn”