Scarlet Rage!

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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

dVerse poets – Summer Haibun

Eugenias weekly prompt : intertwined

P – Painting Poetry!

A to Z Challenge – Nature and I

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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.

Haibun – Sparkling Snowflakes!

Snowflakes, Snow, Snowfall, Snowing, Winter, Cold, Icy
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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 Party!

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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 Nirvana!

person walking on road between green grass field during daytime
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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

dversepoets Haibun Monday : August

Haibun – Winter Glory!

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

Eugi’s weekly prompt – Winter

Haibun – Seasonal Epiphany!

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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

Eugi’s weekly prompt : Transition

Haiku – Seasonal Transformation!

New Zealand, Moss, Winter, Snow, Cold, Transition
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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!

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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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