
chirpy start to dawn
shadows play on verdant lea
gaily hops the bird
chirpy start to dawn
shadows play on verdant lea
gaily hops the bird
Every summer, the mercury rises a couple of notches higher. Life on the planet sizzles under its sweltering heat. The sun shines on with gusto, exhaling a blazing inferno. By evening, the crimson golden lava from its scorching gaze, intertwines with the blue horizon, blanketing it under a fiery glare. It bleeds red hot ire.
hot summer evening
splash of feral livid trail
a marmalade sky
A to Z Challenge – Nature and I
Nature has always been a favorite muse of artists, writers and story tellers. There is something magical about the natural world that kindles the imagination and evokes evocative emotions in people. I am no different.
My head is filled with words all askew, as I struggle to put them on paper. The insipid letters weave a dull composition devoid of a soul. In search of inspiration, the open invitation of nature beckons me. I amble out on a leisurely walk, to infuse my pen with the scents and colors of nature, to paint a poetry of verses.
(I have attempted an acrostic haiku for POETRY)
Portrait of night inks
a luminescent mural
raven carousal
Orchestrating awe
a prismatic pageantry
vibrant potpourri
Enraged tempest brews
sculpts torrential emotions
stormy graffiti
Twilight tidings blend
a palette of colors splash
heavenly canvas
Reflective silence
a panoramic snowfall
white calligraphy
Yellow sunshine smiles
animated landscape spurs
inspired quill blossoms.
You can read my earlier posts of the challenge here.
I have written 2 haiku for Reena’s picture prompt. They can be read in continuity or as two distinct haiku.
Abusive childhood
wallflower disposition
behavior issues
Orphanage to home
contemplative reflection
family at last?
Roses, candle light dinner, gifts and a romantic ambiance. A perfect picture to upload on social media. She was lost in the daze of the likes, comments and envy the valentine special picture would evoke from her online friends. She only hoped that the people would remain oblivious of the charade they were putting up to maintain their social status and fail to see the widening rift in their relationship.
beneath the façade
empty hearts bereft of love
cosmetic pretense
My face peers through the window, I watch the misty horizon. A hazy sheen envelopes the panoramic whiteness of the landscape. The snow pirouettes with nimble balletic grace, like a crystalline diamond, oozing a glistening oomph, painting a sparkling lacey spectacle. They glow beneath the reflective light of the glass, basking under the mellow spotlight, before gently kissing the alabaster carpet, in a magical embrace.
snowflakes caress panes
kaleidoscopic patterns
bejeweled motifs
Frank from dVerse asks us to write a haibun about winter
Eugi’s weekly prompt : Caress
The call of the mountains beckoned my nomadic soul and restless feet. A day long drive, took me to the foothills of the mountains, away from the mediocrity of a city dweller’s life.
Next morning, I was greeted by warm sunshine. Fully rested, I checked my backpack for all essentials and began my hike. I have always found the mountains alluring. They calm my muddled mind. The ascent was uneventful. Eventually after a day long trek, I reached the summit by early evening.
The sight that welcomed me was surreal. The beautiful imagery of that moment is still vividly etched in my mind. Its infinite and all-encompassing space was so gratifying. The tantalizing sunlight appeared to be giving a parting kiss, to the snow-clad peaks, embracing the horizon in a crimson blush. The white billowy clouds drifted gently in the purple heavens. The eventide mountain air whispered scattered tales from across the expansive skyline. The refreshing fragrance of their ethereal purity filled my senses. I sat there for hours as twilight faded into a duvet of inkiness. The glitterati of the dazzling stars shone their magical light on me. In solitude, amid the tranquil landscape, I soaked in its mesmerizing beauty and sacredness of God’s creation. Mother Nature lulled me to slumber on her lap, under her star-studded night sky.
Satiated with the abundance of nature’s energy, my soul drank in the divine elixir of this celestial experience. I was ready to take on the challenges of life ,with a resurgent spirit.
heavenly summit
an elysian paradise
rejuvenation
annie niemaszyk@unsplash
amethyst skyline
sprinkles of sparkling stardust
heavenly shimmer
Monsoon bells ring in the month of August, as the entire Indian peninsula is under a cloud cover. The country revels, as pellets of rains kiss the parched earth, providing much relief from the sweltering heat that saps all energy. Fresh organic landscapes replace the arid barren plains. The insipid leaves indulge in an emerald green makeover, insects cavort around in trilling conversations, meandering rivers swell with gushing pride, pastures hide under a lush grassy duvet, farmers send in a prayer of gratitude and romantic hearts drench in amorous reverie. Man and nature rejoice, under the magical spell of the rains.
heavenly showers
verdure poetic canvas
monsoon nirvana
Everlasting blooms
refreshing crystalline whites
delicate cluster
Unassuming grace
bright consummate expression
splash of pink passion
Inspired by the many hues of bougainvillea seen during my evening walk !