
still solo –
it never dawns
on the hummingbird
Wearing the bird’s hat and …shoes
Hummingbird’s eye view
Happy Monday musings to everyone…😇😊

still solo –
it never dawns
on the hummingbird
Wearing the bird’s hat and …shoes
Hummingbird’s eye view
Happy Monday musings to everyone…😇😊

Tried bringing in some color with procreate.
a little underdressed
she hides in the cloud,
haiku lass
Happy Monday 🙂

No spring can beat the colour of daughter’s homecoming! Daughters are made of spring indeed💕
Have a great week and …a heart full of spring ❤️ 💜 ♥️

Someone has to speak up…
Teaseling up significant issues to the table …standing up for her clan
In a one to one with the disappearing sun , teasel captain questions the absence of goldfinches 😇
Have a wonderful Wednesday and certainly tease up a three liner!
Trees are earth maidens, eternally grounded and looking to the sky. It seems they are born with a much significant purpose than we humans can ever think of. All we can think of is why we need to preserve them for our own selfish needs.
Other than being useful to others they must have some purpose of their own why they are born. Though life for trees starts deep down the earth as tiny seeds, and then roots, once they break the earth only sky is the limit. Trees must be the only creation that are half in the earth and half above. If we see a healthy and beautiful tree it’s only because lot of hard work happens hidden from our eye.
This was the first thing that came to mind when Light journal was themed on ‘wisdom’. What better wisdom than of a tree😌
Sharing my poem astute which appeared in Light.



Happy weekend and happy writing to you all!

Welcome to the first theme for 2022 – Ghostlight, inspired by Troi David Loy’s beautiful fractal. Thank you to all 34 writers who submitted a total …
Ghostlight
Thanks to Freya Pickard for picking my haiku for the current theme ‘ghostlight’. Happy to be amongst fine haiku poets. It will be an interesting and appetizing haiku menu I’m sure.
Once again, happy new year and cheers 🙂
into the new year! Tying up the loose ends, and knitting the fringes of a setting year with the rising one. Though poetry makes it a seamless journey, there shall be pauses and lulls and line breaks. Taking it all as it comes…here we stand at the threshold of another verse trying to decipher the lyrics of a song yet to unfold.
Wish you all a very happy new year. I am sure He plans to keep us all strong for the spread.
Cheers!
This poem Incognito from Free Verse Revolution. Thanks to Kristiana for including this piece.




not of sapphire night,
write moon tales
of stars in her hair
Creating art with ‘procreate’ is fun …next best to dipping your brushes in actual paints!
There’s an option to undo an imperfect stroke.No spilling of colours. But getting that exact shade is a challenge. Once you have acquainted yourself with the features, which is quite exhaustive, you are set to create unending artworks!
The most interesting part is that you can create , maybe amateur, your own pictures for your poetic expression.
Happy Sunday and happy procreation 😀😇
The time I wrote this the country was seeing extreme political upheaval. Even the common man who generally has his head into a regular tax-paying job, typical middle class family issues, work deadlines and an occasional weekend outburst over governance, knit his brows, clenched his fist and teeth and got into cynical name-calling mode. It had to be right or left, and center was called fence-sitting. Sanity went for a toss and it just got too personal when family gatherings too split into right and left. Perhaps someone too cynical I met triggered off this verse from me. It featured in the Indiana Voice Journal Dec 2016 issue. Thinking back I feel happy I wrote it and got it off my chest.

I am trying to collect screenshots of my published poems. Lucky that IVR is going strong and I found this piece. Another one , ‘identity’ featured along with the above is right below.

Happy wednesday and go to poetry anytime. It’s like homecoming!