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.
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
Sequined silver tropes line the rimed leaves
creates a bejeweled pattern of prismatic mosaic.
Snowflakes cascades with balletic oomph
frozen rhapsody celebrates the winter carnival,
luminous tinsel reflections sparkle.
A lone Vesper in the dark empyrean,
dazzles a twinkling smile,
enjoying the seasonal party.
Written for dVerse. Today’s host, Mish says: Write a poem of exactly 44 words (excluding the title) for the prompt word “tinsel”.
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
Happy to share that my poem “Spring” is published on Spillwords.
Please click here to read the poem.
I look out of the window and I am mesmerised by the sight that beholds me. My eyes feast on an expanse of pearly opulence, studded with iridescent streaks. The snow clad serrated peaks, reflect in a contemplative mood. A rainbow ribbon swirl, wraps the billowy clouds to form an enigmatic pattern in the twilight sky. Its prismatic reflection gleams on the lake. The icy winds hum a frosty tune, lining the landscape with crystalline confetti. Beams of silver moonlight make a glistening motif on earth’s alabaster bosom. Nature’s heartbeat echoes, in all its resplendent winter glory.
icy spectacle
the winter mural enthrals
nature’s grandeur
Myriad hues, textures and beauty dress the landscape. Be it the floral scents of spring , the white canvas of the wintry snow, the sultry heat of summers, the heavenly drizzles of the rains, or the bare look of the autumn, the sublime transition of the seasons scripts its own story. The daily melting of dawn into dusk of the revolving orb, spins magic on nature. Its cinematography ushers in a sense of serendipity. Effervescent dreams, drenching nostalgia, starry extravaganza, fiery passion, alluring desires, bewitching blossoms, frozen delights, somber melancholy, sensory fragrances, tranquil divinity, all find a place in the changing array of seasons. They weave a beautiful kaleidoscope of emotions, promise and hope.
seamless transitions
graceful femininity
redolent aura
Haibun is a Japanese genre of combining prose with poetry. The key to the art of haibun is the graceful pairing of poem and prose, where the poem links to the prose yet shifts away from it.
V.J’s weekly challenge #110 : Smell
winter hibernates
frozen conversations thaw
heralds vibrant spring
In response to Carpe Diem , exploring beauty of haiku #1826 :Juxtaposition
A challenge to write a haiku in which we use juxtaposition.
Any time unlike things bump up against each other, you can describe it as a juxtaposition.
Juxtaposition of two contrasting items is often done deliberately in writing, music, or art — in order to highlight their differences.
Fiery heat casts a spell
on the dreary summer noon
green grass withers a tan,
the branches stand still,
water bodies parched to death,
birds scurry to quench their thirst,
the cicada’s trill, echoes anguish
nature lies defeated,
devoid of life
insipid, motionless
burning under the raging sun!
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