Pushing aside the fluidity of morning,you’re aware that outside day is dawning. You’re half asleep, dreams flutter on your lashes,unaware that a brand new day is dawning. Woken by a blackbird singing in the garden,your eyes open to the gentle day’s dawning. Stretching and yawning, you rise and dress,in preparation for another day’s dawning. How […]
Tag: Ghazal
Cruel Paean
For the past few weeks I’d caught it echoing across the village, a lazy iambic chant. When you heard it too, we smiled together at the rare sound of the cuckoo’s two-note song. We forgot that it’s a cold-hearted parasite, hatched and nurtured to the tune of another bird’s lullaby. We were oblivious to its […]
Ghazal of Trees
I marvel at the strength and grace of the green sinewy limbs of trees. There’s a frisson of surprise and joy when a flock of birds explodes from trees. I’m hypnotised by the dance of shadow and light when evening thrills through trees. My imagination takes flight when I see silhouettes of storm-blasted trees. I […]
The Lawless Season
In the midst of human lawlessness, we revel in spring’s lawlessness. Flares of yellow furze bushes are ignited by spring’s lawlessness. Fragrant frothing apple trees rejoice in nature’s lawlessness. Oaks are bursting into leaf, awakened by the lawlessness. Brambles break through wind-blown fences thorny-sharp with lawlessness. Every morning birds awake us singing praise to lawlessness. […]
Gathering Poems
Another poem’s formed, quiet words in a silent room for an anonymous anthology read in a silent room. Poems map success and failure, track winter’s raging floods and untarnished summer skies dreamt in a silent room. The playful winds of spring throw blossom at the moon, while winter draughts weave shadows in a silent room. […]
No Mountains Here
High in a plane, I gazed down at a mountain and dreamed about the view from the mountain. In a flat landscape scattered with windmills, I’ve climbed a low hill but never a mountain.. I stuck out my tongue to taste the spring rain and imagined the flavour of air on a mountain. I looked […]
Parting at Dawn
This is a very late response to Jane Dougherty’s Poetry challenge #44: Ghazal For some reason, I haven’t been seeing Jane’s challenges lately and I hated missing this one – I haven’t come across a ghazal before – it’s a tricky one and I do love a challenge… …which was to write a ghazal, a […]
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