echoes of summer
flow through autumn’s sleeping dreams
nudging winter’s back
Month: September 2016
Scrolls
Parchment self inflicts
Feather scratched veins carry peace
War’s ruby red drips
For Haiku Horizon’s prompt – Carry. Other entries here.
Silks (Quadrille)
winter leans with content patience
in white silk – clandestine
matters cannot be hurried –
a buttery drawl drags the last
overflow of beauty until
blossoms imitate snowflakes in flight,
held captive by night –
adrift but not alone –
sumptuous satin wafts breezy
WE ARE PUBLISHED!!! – #PoetsForPeace
Huge News.
image copyright neha 2016
Hello Everyone!
Michael, Marie and I are so excited to announce that #PoetsForPeace is now LIVE and PUBLISHED in Praxis Magazine Online! We are so grateful to Laura M Kaminski and Tee Jay Dan, editors at Praxis, for giving us this wonderful opportunity and working tirelessly in helping us get published!
We would especially like to thank all our contributors who helped make this project successful! We could not have done this without you!
You can view and download the publication here: http://www.praxismagonline.com/peace-poem-2016-poetsforpeace-collaboration/
We are thrilled that this collaboration will also be archived in the ‘Stanford University Archive’ of the ‘100,000 Poets for Change’ collection!
We hope you can all join us next year as we aim to make #PoetsForPeace a growing annual event!
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Cheers to #PoetsForPeace!
Michael, Marie & Neha
Bleak
in death,
laughing skeletons
rattle, sobbing is scarce
among bleached white
sticks stuck in inches of
half climbing, half sitting;
memories in the ether
will not disturb such ruin
but mists wander
soullessly on the sun baked mud
where imprints of warring fists,
seized up with time,
lie on arid soil – mulch for spent
shells and ironclad machinery,
rusted, stuck, cold –
benumbed like the bare bones in shallow
graves still laughing, still unaware
in death.
Black Out (Cinquain)
Nightfall
will not disguise
drab rain soaked delusions
under a star encrusted cloak’s
drapage.
Hushed Stone (Cinquain)
Silence
lies inside stone
embedded in mountains,
securing roots in noiseless cracks,
unsaid.
