‘To The Dark One’ GloMag September 2017


 

Thank you Glory Sasikala 💕💕

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To the Dark One

I keep your storm
under my brooding lashes
detached my gait
as if carrying an ocean
is something I do with ease
while my heart wears my ankle bells

There is a forlorn moon
on the prowl tonight
fox ear-sharp her senses, searching for a night
to offset her pale cheeks

In the shadows of your beloved tree, I sink listening to the entrancing ‘bansuri’
My robe keeping out the inquisitive cold , my toes playing with dead leaves

I hid my joy from all
when your dark skin
made me the fair one, now it is my heart
that does the same to me

This night brings the only gift for me
liberty from primeval chains
that have always strangled love,
I dare not sing aloud my ecstasy

There are others who want nothing
but to suffer my plight
Hush the breeze,
Still your leaves, mighty tree
I want the pain of this desertion
To cleave me with its intensity

The moon is one, my heart is another
My soul, you have too many rivals
wanting to explore the joys of being bereft
©ReenaPrasad

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GloMag (February 2017): Edited by Glory Sasikala: 9789385945786: Amazon.com: Books


Got a poem’Let Me Go’ in this stupendous issue of GloMag which is a print issue and will be in national libraries in India.

Let Me Go

When you sit with me on the bench, your arm
around my shoulders, I wonder
Will the sun ever cease to be?
It is a homecoming of sorts
The birds, done with twittering
are settling into a twilight made soft with twigs
Dusk is a tender stole
thrown over us, silently
The gold drowns abruptly
like a cold word in a warm heart
leaving us staring at an aftermath of glory
Could you slide your fingers a little bit down?
There is a sorry dream stuck there
-a tiny rustle of wings
squirming to meet a breeze
Let me go now
so that I can follow that bird
across the darkening fields
and to you, return
before it is too late

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Cooking Carrots . . . responses to the last Wednesday Writing Prompt


A beautiful collection of prompt based poems and I am so grateful to have mine among them. Thanks Jamie Dedes for this lovely gift! Iulia, Renee Espriu, Sonja Benskin, Paul Brookes and Kakali Das too share their take on the prompt A Puppet Dancing in the Dark

THE POET BY DAY


Such a wonderful mini-anthology of poems in response to the last Wednesday Writing Prompt, August 20, A Puppet Dancing in the Dark. Featured today are three poets new to the weekly writing prompt. They are Iulia Gherghei, Kakali Das Ghosh and Reena Presad and, since they are new to this activity, their photos and bios are included. Also this week are the remarkably productive Paul Brookes, Sonja Benskin Mesher and Renee Espriu. These poets are all experienced, smart, talented and devoted to this art.  It’s fun to see how differently they spin the prompt, though clearly they share some values.  Enjoy! and please support and encourage our poets with likes and comments and visits to their blogs.


Spinning Endlessly

We are spinning endlessly
Around the sun
A sun who
From time to time is hiding under the moon
Probably he is bored too
History, a book of tales
Bible, a book…

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