sillycon wordsmith
The first thing after I wake up is to look at my neighbour’s wall. For every morning is the beautiful sketch of tree that slowly vanishes as I finish my cup of tea. Enjoy the simple daily experience in “night sketching”, a tribute to my dear streetlight.
A creative take of the recent heavy rains in South India as commencing with a roar of the river and ending up sleeping peacefully in the sea, in “The downpour”.(#221)
Raindrops on my car triggered my muse to personify the cloud resulting in “the rainbow”.
Switch from alcohol to sparkling water! Enjoy the poem ‘sparkling’.
Everyday when I walk my dog, I am irritated at the sight of many alcohol bottles strewn in my neighbourhood streets. Shapely and shiny, they seem to say Hi to me. Moving from soda to alcohol today, here is my take on ‘The bottle’ to inspire us to carry on undeterred despite being broken every day. Cheers!
Hmmm, am in mood for fun poems inspired by comment thread. Here is one for you Senthil Kali, your request for a poem on ‘Goli Soda’, (your comment on my last post). Cute but naughty one, methinks. If you want the female version of this read my prior poem post “Orange Soda”
I love personification and here is one on the relationship between torch(AA battery) and me. Jeez, it is intense, don’t you think?
What can one do when life becomes dark, heavy, sombre? Write. Yes, writing is cathartic.[Catharsis (κάθαρσις)= “purification” or “cleansing”]Run. Yes, running is cathartic.Cycle. Yes, cycling is cathartic.Do something. Yes, doing anything intently releases you.
Post the mid way mark of Anchetty 200km brevet, from Denkanikottai to Attibele it was strong cross winds, threatening to push me into the centre of the road. Strong enough, but really not that dangerous. Like a happy kid having some fun with troubling someone. Enjoy the third poem on this brevet, my first hat-trick in an event.
Yes, brevets have time limits. But when you let go of the two hands(of the clock) and feel the nature becoming one with it, it is no more just a ride. It is a gentle tide where mind floats gently, wrapped in a cocoon becoming a beautiful butterfly, flitting joyfully on the colourful flowers feeding on sweet nectar. Enjoy it until the alarm goes off when you hit the city! My experience of the gentle caress…