slow and thought out?
i’ll be put out:
berating the deliberate,
seeking to embrace
i give in, de-
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Posted in adult, beauty, define, freedom, intimacy, nature, poetry, relationships, shape, trifecta
Tagged boring, dear, deliberate, her pout, imp, impulse, natural, o, rash impulse, rash's impulse, she, slow, the many Os, unthinking
Flowers in Violet by Kim Nelson
and cyan dust,
the fading silhouettes
of flowers past,
we flutter to the dust
in a heap of pale yellow
and memories of a violet spring.
Linking as a real but late Toad to the Imaginary Garden for Kim Nelson’s Challenge- Violet (http://withrealtoads.blogspot.in/2013/05/sunday-mini-challenge-violet.html)
Posted in beauty, colours, define, earth, flowers, nature, shape
Tagged aground, beauty, cyan, dust, flowers, flutter, heap, Kim Nelson's painting, petals, silhouettes, violet, violet spring
a wet Milan
clung to my over-sized coat
in dewy splotches
that shivered and fell,
brooked into clean green
water- still, then slow and quiet flow,
the shrubs on the bank shrugged,
nonchalant in the presence of beauty.
Linking as a Real Toad to the Imaginary Garden for Kerry’s Challenge- The Prelude (http://withrealtoads.blogspot.in/2013/05/kerrys-wednesday-challenge-prelude.html)
Posted in beauty, define, earth, nature, outdoors, shape, water
Tagged beauty, brook, green water, imaginary garden, Milan, park, quiet, shrub, shrug, splotches, still, unimpressed, wet morning
but he says no to labels
blood is but water-
colored and we are all air
and space, some with pace too
says he and runs, shouting-
but we’re of the same bloody blood;
now, file for libel!
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Posted in adult, cheeky, colours, define, plastic, poetry, trifecta
Tagged air and space, blood, bubbles, label, libel, pretend to not pretend, see through, the rebel act, water
This Sunday, I learnt of wing collars, paisley ties and gingham checks. There was more on the length and width of the ties, the fall of the trousers and fashion-tips on cuffs. Cuffs, collars, ties and checks- who ever said man is free?! When are we moving to silver shackles?
Posted in cheeky, fashion, freedom, plastic, short short story, snip-snippet, yellow lens
Tagged checks, collars, cuffs, freedom, funny fashion, i giggle, irony, man, shackle, ties
The earth flush,
No more a hothead
As the water flows
But a rain-portrait,
Suffused with a fleeting sense
Of self as can be.
I’m waiting too
For such a moment.
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Tagged a different you, a new earth, earth, momentary, rain, self as never before, the first rain, wet earth
was that you?
in the pic?
the stance, the tee,
i just thought
he said in a rush.
no, no, not me!
not that tee! not me!
thank god he said
no hair or heave
sludge in public!
a stance? how can that be
when all i do
on the middlest of lines;
into the open elevator
and whooshed out,
of ink and office mags
and how they smudge.
P.S: Linked as a Real Toad to Izy’s Document of Discussion in the Imaginary Garden (http://withrealtoads.blogspot.in/2013/04/document-of-discussion.html)
Posted in accessory, cheeky, office, plastic, poetry, relationships, time, yellow lens
Tagged a real conversation, climate, from tee till the shoe, gawk, judge, nose, nosy, office mag, shush, time begets gossip, whossh
yellow, the color of summer
age and rules yellow
and then the red i see
in streaks hers
and orange reflectors
an ageing medley,
i want her to stop,
pause the dance,
cool it with a splash
mulch am i?
raining on her
in summer too?!
Posted in accessory, beauty, colours, define, fashion, poetry, woman
Tagged age, color, ditty, dress for your age, mean, mulch, orange, rain on her, red, streaks, summer, yellow
She had shades of darkness to wrap around. Her iris glinted blue now and then green again. The pupil was rock-black at night and slate-grey in the day. Me- I was just dust on her cheek, dust she might decide to sweep away with a flood of her salty tears.
Posted in beauty, colours, define, emotions, nature, outdoors, short short story, snip-snippet, thought, water
Tagged feeling small, salt water, seashore, shades of darkness, the immensity of the sea, water
Will you drop me
Say you’re fine
As a thread
Come loose on my home-
The frock fits no more
But write me more
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Tagged a slice of your life, drop a line, home, Home-spun frock, letter, loose thread, lose thread, miss you, old frock, stay in touch