Greetings from the Clouds

One of my favourite writers.

Writings of Aakriti Kuntal

My face is unusual It is lit, soft undertones, white powder brush ( swathed and layered, feathers and wavering ships ) The winter winds draw water crockery and wispy treasures on this skeletal white plane, vertical and standing Winter winds depart from my tongue and infuse the length of glass with currents from my past A rendering of blue on a white milk dream My eyes pop, irises stroked with spindles of green grass The clouds stand rebellious and loud They stand in my backyard today; jumping and hopping, wearing their restless rhythms like proud petal hats A cacophony breaks under a sweltering hum ( underground sounds ) There are ripples all over my balloon skin Ripples of sewn thunder and relentless adventures My cheeks, paper drawings, a stampede of concentric circles I am unusual, today The clouds have gathered in my backyard And I am all tiny again I…

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Author: Anita Lubesh

I write poetry/prose/stories/short stories/verses for children/sketch/and have 6 chapters of a novel sitting there like that half eaten trifle in the fridge or bottle of Jack Daniels because something makes you afraid to eat it or drink... right now.. I am a proud Geordie from England's northern hemisphere and the beautiful city of Newcastle upon Tyne. I live with my lovely husband who came all the way from sunny California just for me, and my favourite animal, Bobble, our dog. I am a member of Greenpeace and Friends of the Earth and wish we could all do more, especially today, when such a lot is wrong.

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