Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Blessing Or A Curse?

The sound of the flute, soothes my soul
A heartache acute, a longing uncontrolled

My body is aching, my mind is numb
My eyes are failing, I can eat only crumbs

But once I was young, my mind sharp as a tack
And life was a song, and there was no lack

I thought back to those moments, when I played with my mates
Jumping in puddles, no cares no complaints

Is life a blessing, or is it a curse?
What was its purpose, did I deftly traverse?

What were its components, pleasing or grim?
Did the Gods chant a lament or a blessed  hymn?

My mind is uneasy, my body is fading
I'm old and so weary, I'm slowly decaying

I long for some comfort, my heart is in pain
Then the sound of the flute, begins again.

~x~


The sound of the flute is so soothing and so comforting.
And those that hear Lord Krishna's flute are truly blessed.


Written for:
Poetry Jam - Age, Aged, Aging
Real Toads - Curse
Linking to:
DVerse Open Link Night
Poetry Pantry #204




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Sunday, May 18, 2014

Friends

Written For: Real Toads picture prompt,   Poetry Jam - Friends
Linking to:    Poetry Pantry #202

River Kinzig  picture source: with real toads


I sit by the banks of the Kinzig
In quiet contemplation
My mind goes off meandering
To childhood reminiscence 

My friend we laughed at little things
Life carefree in the sun
So many songs we had to sing
Days filled with innocence and fun

The times we chattered whispering
While teacher's voice droned on
The scribbled notes and giggling
Cherished moments long gone

How did time go whizzing by
Our lives now half over
Long ago we wished time would fly
Now we wish it would go slower

I sit by the banks of the Kinzig
In quiet contemplation
I smile as my mind goes meandering
To childhood reminiscence 

~x~




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Saturday, May 3, 2014

Sunset

Written for: Real Toads - Vignette   and   Poetry Jam - Sunset
Linking to:  Poetry Pantry #201




As the sun dipped over the horizon
It made one last spectacular attempt
To show off its magnificence
At bay the night it kept

With many hues of red and gold
The sky lit up in splendour
Each breath we drew as the patterns unfold
In silent awe and wonder.


A vignette is like a poem and personal narrative combined. it focuses on a particular moment, mood, aspect, setting, character or object. Writing a vignette can help you illustrate a certain moment for others to learn from or help you come to terms with professional or personal issues. It can also be used for character exploration. Similar to flash fiction, which is an explosive moment described with a great deal of impact squeezed into a few pages, a vignette does not need a lot of dramatic weight. It's an honest and very personal reflection of anything that comes to your mind or that you've experienced.



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