Poems Archive for Seasons:

sudden qualms

watching
thunder snow
scaring storms
today
heart longed
for even heartbeats
when’d days chugged
on even keel and palms
did not dig into each other
even though they
unquestionably belonged
either by dint of being
seeded or sprouted
from same ground
I begin to wonder
topped by consternation
customary sunny side
now overdone

should I consider
smudging, sage
brushing, worry beading
as I suddenly feel
quite chilled
~
2.9.17
~
seems as if we are overdue in Her Grace

jostle

jostle of dry autumn leaves
underfoot
felt like those tiny tender
desires that’d died
still births
some
hopelessly romantic leaves
still clung on trees
fluttering
perhaps unheeding
nature’s message
I wondered
as I made my way
dragging
reluctant feet
away from home
knowing full well
home
is where heart is

~

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trees

~
eyes
turned
upwards
I glance at trees
to know my pulse
how today’s gonna be
seeing them in nouveau
frippery, bare bones
covered in colorful lingerie
sluggish heart skips beats
gleefully
Spring’s a coming…
nay,,
it’s here
finally !

today

time’s boot clad feet
relentlessly forward march
gobbling left days of February

yet jet lag fatigue felt
this frost bitten heart by February
is waiting for a gentler March

dreams these days do escape,
knee jerking sleep drooped eyes
as if broken eggs leaking into reality

even though rudely pinged
lazy eye lays shut, active opens
wide, rampant curiosity afflicted

lo and behold ! childhood
boogies have finally outstretched
limbs intruding age fogged mind

triumphantly scaring silly
aging flabby flesh, brittle bones
forcing stand ups to take notice

time’s boot clad feet
relentlessly forward march
gobbling left days of February

yet jet lag fatigue felt
this frost bitten heart by February
is waiting for a gentler March
~

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weather permitting

Face facing
Skywards
I question
In store
~

Plans topsy
Go belly up in no
time, weather
permitting
~
with implicit
Faith in heart
I simply accept
Going with flow
~
Accepting, never
Feeling any need
To be in know, knowing
HE best knows
~
Split
Second
Does pack
Mighty punch
~

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