#JusJoJan prompt the 26th – “Shutter”

Strange is this new world! Anonymous fear, All pervading, A fragile trust, Wary trepidation, Lonely roads, Shuttered and desolate, Caged minds, Barred souls, Afar. Bonhomie vanished, No festive fire, A melancholic moroseness, A pallid gloom. As we pray for days of yore, When life was a celebration, A momentous jubilation. Via: https://lindaghill.com/2021/01/26/jusjojan-prompt-the-26th-shutter/

#JusJoJan prompt the 19th – “City”

The metropolis melange, Anonymous faces, Faceless, Countless, Buzzing by. And I, Lost in the crowd. Then, A kind look, A stranger in the crowd, Smiles, And holds my hand, As I follow him, In the city maze, A friend in solitude, No ifs and buts, No gives and takes, Just a friend with no name!… Continue reading #JusJoJan prompt the 19th – “City”

#JusJoJan prompt the 14th – “Neighbor”

A city wide, Teeming with souls, But a void in heart, Living in tiny holes, Cramped in thought, Suppressed in emotions, Arid in love, A mindless vacuum. Anonymous faces, Masked, A neighbor unknown, Living for itself, The selfless spirit now deceased, Shallow bonds, Hollow ties, A world of lies! Via : https://lindaghill.com/2021/01/14/jusjojan-prompt-the-14th-neighbor/

Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 171, #SpecificForm

I have written a Butterfly Cinquain Dark shore, Lingering light, Crimson sky now mellowed, Turn clear aquamarine waters, Aglow, Serenely caesious dazzle, Pale and dark silhouettes, Keenly await, New Day. Via :https://colleenchesebro.com/2020/03/31/colleens-2020-weekly-tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-171-specificform/

Twittering Tales#124-19 February 2019

To cure us of our cyber megalomania, the crafty Grandpa set up a treasure trail in the old town with a holiday in Paris as the prize. With our smartphones confiscated,we were given maps to find our way.We had no Google to find how to read the Map. Grandpa won and is in Paris! (276… Continue reading Twittering Tales#124-19 February 2019

An ode to a friend l know not

The metropolis melange, Anonymous faces, Faceless, Countless, Buzzing by. And I, Lost in the crowd. Then, A kind look, A stranger in the crowd, Smiles, And holds my hand, As I follow him, In the city maze, A friend in solitude, No ifs and buts, No gives and takes, Just a friend with no name!

A Spectacle

A golden orb. Against the canopy of pale blue, It's fiery ray fragmented, The giant monolith, Scattering it's aura, As if the dark shadows, They wanted to imbibe, The golden luminescence, Basking in golden glory. But the fiery orb, Not willing to share it's beauty, Stealthily moved higher, Shining regal, As the stony denizens looked… Continue reading A Spectacle

An ode to my Mother

I loved her, And she loved me all the more. I cried, And she cried all the more. But the dewy pearls only inside seen, For outside she was all serene. Her warm embrace, Her gentle a hug, A pat on the cheek, And a ponytail tug, It made me laugh away all my turmoils.… Continue reading An ode to my Mother

Spread your wings

I am unfurling my wings, As the cold has stopped, Seeping into my skin. I am learning to partake, In the small joys of life For I can finally feel, The spring in my fingertips. The time to sleep is through, As the wind is now thrumming, With the chance to start afresh.

Where did the Spring go?

Where did the Spring go? It came and went, I did not come to know. The cuckoo sings, A melancholy tainted melody. Spring was basking under the sweet sun, Running wild in the green, Breezing through the gentle tufts of wind. But where my spring has gone! The angry sun pelts down fire, It singes… Continue reading Where did the Spring go?