Category: Poetry

Lower Than Angels

“Nobody’s perfect. We’re all just one step up from the beasts and one step down from the angels.” ― Jeannette Walls, Half Broke Horses We sit under a tarnished copper suntethered to stones of transgressionsfor the sins of our ancestors are scars we bearwith every sunrise, with… Continue Reading “Lower Than Angels”

With One Final Breath

“When he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.”  ― William Shakespeare, Romeo and… Continue Reading “With One Final Breath”

And the Rains Came…

“If people were seasons, she’d be monsoon. After every downpour, the garden laughed like her, wild and free.”  ― Meeta Ahluwalia Summer monsoons come rolling in every nightoffering a respite from harsh intense heatAs lightning and thunder light up desert skiesfat drops of hot rain… Continue Reading “And the Rains Came…”

Time to Fly

“Never love a wild thing…If you let yourself love a wild thing, you’ll end up looking at the sky.”  ― Truman Capote, Breakfast at Tiffany’s and Three Stories Days of youth when nights never end a wild haired gypsy child-woman Silver earrings dangling gaudy… Continue Reading “Time to Fly”

#Quadrille: Simple Joys

“…and then, I have nature and art and poetry, and if that is not enough, what is enough?”  ― Vincent Willem van Gogh Although there’s not much to celebratewith what’s happening these dayswe can always find joy in nature’s scenesTwo yellow butterflies at playTiny hummingbirds… Continue Reading “#Quadrille: Simple Joys”

#Haibun: Summer Storm

“Barring love I’ll take my life in large doses alone–rivers, forests, fish, grouse, mountains. Dogs.”  ― Jim Harrison, Wolf False Memoir For the last few nights, there has been a cicada singing in the fig tree. The sound carries through the still night air, and each… Continue Reading “#Haibun: Summer Storm”

This Flesh

” (There are) many stories which are not on paper, they are written in the bodies and minds of women.”- Amrita Pritam This flesh does not show the stories it holdssave for some visible scarsSome self-inflicted, while others carvedwith mental pain this complex life… Continue Reading “This Flesh”

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