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Monthly Archives: March 2012
The ides of March
I sense a change in season, a suddenly sodden twist, like a jarring note in between… Am I going out of tune or will I match my step, and my instep intact as I turn the corner? Should I watch … Continue reading
Ensnared
That’s it, thought she, she was enchained for life. This spelled the end to all the variety and colour in her life. She was going down that drab lane that a lot of women do. Thankfully, her maid managed to … Continue reading
Hooked
He was admiring her lines. She did look better in profile, with the sunlight setting her off to perfection. Yes, she was a little wooden and expensive because of that! She had her glassiness too but he was willing to put up … Continue reading
Posted in 55 fiction, beauty
Tagged attraction, dream, family, glass, glassy, lines of a woman, love, sunlight, wood, wooden
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Roused by the Roses
Yes, i like this uneasy garland of flowers strewn randomly together, no strings attached, just startling patterns that do blow me one way or the other i like the sinewy stems and the dewy petals, and love the way they … Continue reading
going to the blazes
i am not a homing pigeon; why then did i stray so far, far away from home? Drawn inspite of self, nudged into a tailspin, even as i twirl out of sight and set myself ablaze, you do observe and … Continue reading
Posted in beauty, emotions, poetry
Tagged ablaze, aflame, anger, arts, attraction, destructive, discovery, finding, homing pigeon, journey, lost, question, sacred, search, tailspin, twirl
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Roseberry Red
I’m inhaling that scent- Roseberry Red. Evoking memories of you-and-me-times, when we stretched ourselves and hoodwinked each other into a lie, florally complete and happily fruitless. Yes, partners in crime, But whom did we cheat? What did we do but … Continue reading
Blue- Turquoise
Green and Blue, The beginning of time, A waltz unending, rendered with flow, colour, life and light, Brimming in places, quiet in spots, soft in spaces, brittle and bright at others, Tracing lines undulating, Folding and uncurling, Corralled and studded, … Continue reading
Creepy independence
“Oh, I’m independent. I can take care of myself. I have emotional, mental, physical and whatever other sort of independence you can think of.” Icicles suspended in the air. The sub-zero temperature must’ve enticed the giant of a lizard out and she … Continue reading
Posted in 55 fiction
Tagged argument, domesticity, giant, icicle, icky, independent, lizard, peace, zero temperature
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Feather-touch (Touch the feathers)
A dash of this, a smite of that, sequins sequenced in this long line-up of allure involved. Play the coquette! Complete the doll-up! Strut, swing, svelte is the thing! Arches and curves penciled in, for measures good? A teaser for … Continue reading
The boy in pink
Watching him tumble over the baby elephant, his fuzzy mane tousled, and then, undaunted, as he got up to test his new-found stand-up skills, a comedian unknowing, unsure on his feet but sure of where he stood, in awe of his awe … Continue reading
Posted in beauty, poetry
Tagged abstract painting, awe, baby, beauty- a perception, beauty- an abstraction, boy, elephant, energy, fuzzy hair, happiness, light scratches, son, toy
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