Haiku – Scenic Beauty!

meandering path

gleamy rays kiss the valley

picturesque orbit

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Featured Haiku

Elated and honored to share that 6 of my haiku have been featured in The Short of It by Susi Bocks who blogs at iwriteher.com.

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Sunset

calligraphic swirls
paints the western horizon
scarlet poetry

Please do read the remaining haiku here

Photography – Orange

You paint the horizon with your benign warmth,

 fill in a burst of sunshine, to delight the tropical hues,

mandarin, marmalade, peach or tangerine,

you reflect a perfect glow across the color spectrum.

Jude’s photo challenge : Orange

Twilight!

Transient horizon paints

Tender tales of eventide

Tangerine strokes blend with indigo

Tease the heaven’s dreamy allure

Tacit zephyr wafts an ethereal fragrance

Tranquil mysticism embraces the lilac peaks

Twilight showers a starry mist.

 

Thanks to Aashi, learnt a new style of poetry today, Pleiades.  It has only one word in the title followed by a seven line stanza. The first word of each line begins with the same letter as the title. Hope you enjoyed it!

Paint your words challenge hosted by Kamya.

Sun’s Trail….A Haiku Poem!

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Embryonic rays

dawn exalts a coral blush

horizon aflame

 

mercury soars high

punctures the billowy clouds

casts a scorching gaze

 

the western skyline

brims with wisps of lavender

aesthetic adieu.

 

 

 

Lessons from nature!

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At twilight, the setting sun paints a masterpiece on the expansive canvas with swirls of crimson, tangerine and marmalade. At times it puts up a benign face, while at other times a riot of pinks and blues intensify into a deep mauve, before fading into darkness. Though this beauty is momentary, it ensures a new look every single evening as it readies to move, on its onward journey. The fact that in today’s busy world, people hardly pause to admire this beautiful blessing at dusk, doesn’t make an iota of difference to its creative play of colors. Its artistic flair continues unabated, without a feeling of remorse at the lack of appreciation.

Just musing over this thought, I often wonder, do we humans have this attitude in us? We always strive for some form of recognition or praise for a job well done, be it at work or home. It deflates our morale when we don’t see that acknowledgement coming our way. Do we still continue to give it our best or do we whine and crib, before eventually abandoning it?

What do you do in such a situation? Do share, if this picture is familiar to you and how have you moved forward? I am sure it will help many of us to deal with it better including me 😉

 

 

 

WPC – Rise/Set

In response to weekly photo challenge rise/set

 

The rising orb spins around

announces the divine birth of dawn

a scarlet blush behind the illuminated clouds

the darkness gently surrenders

to the ethereal glow of the golden rays

with a promise of a new day ahead!

 

Its time for dusk to enter

the horizon paints bold strokes

vermillion red and marmalade orange

dominate the celestial skies

dark curtains fall across the expanse

readying the stage for the magical moon!

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Sidlak 8 – Sunset

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Dusk settles,

the marmalade sun

casts a vermilion glaze

colors blend across the twilight sky

painting the horizon to an orange glow!

 

Sidlak poetry (sid/lak) is a structured poetry consisting of 5 lines with 3-5-7-9 syllables AND A COLOR. The last line must be a COLOR that describes the whole poem or the feelings of the writer.

 

 

 

 

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