Dream march

Dream marches are made of star dust. Winters bring down the curtains on our dreams a bit too soon. Dawn waits in the aisles of coffee nights to invade upon the grand finales of our rainbow dreams, greying the most colorful bit. Definitely not how we want our night long effort to fade out!

How about floating our dreams a bit early, so the stars may carry them on their wings? Beat the blues, dream early, catch the rainbow on time.

pic from pixabay for the weekly Ronovan haiku prompt – dream, march.

I had been chasing a dream…of seeing my second poetry book. After a long wait it has come true. Thank you all for your kind wishes. Kindly excuse me if all my posts run around and stop at my poetry book. I am not sure how well my book does commercially but having it done gives me immense joy.

yawning dawn πŸ™‚

winter’s dawn marches

stars of cerulean sky hide

until it’s dream time

Have a clear cerulean week ahead and happy dreaming πŸ™‚



Infant 2020 smiles at us awing us with it’s toothless grins. Parenting a new born is no less a challenge. It’s going to throw tantrums, cry and mess up our sweet plans a bit. Growing old with it will be a roller coaster ride. There will be a childhood of dreams and expectations, and a coming of age marked with acceptance. Then settles an adult grace.

The ritual of old making place for new keeps rolling. In the process we learn, adapt and embrace the stark seasons. We smile through rough weather. Just like the ashes. The leaf scars of these trees resemble a big smile.

This haiku for Ronovan prompt ashes and cocoon.

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new year ritual

cocooned in winter ashes

smiles wait the spring

Have a great week full of hope and smiles πŸ™‚


Wake up with a song on your lips like the morning bird. Rather than saying all we have to ourselves is a new day , sing we have a new day all to ourselves. Everything is either taken or given.

Haiku for the Ronovan weekly prompt mess and intense, almost hanging from the edge of a hectic week.


blackbird dawn chorus

quiets the inner chaos

launches fresh fervor

Have a freshly baked week. Stay healthy and smile through!

blue green

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A haiku for the water child gurgling her way to who knows where. Not a wink of sleep for the green guardians.

green hills sleep in peace

little child of the valley

whereto you amble

This haiku for the weekly Ronovan prompt- ‘peak and valley’

May your joy rise from the valley and may the peaks echo your laughter! Have a great week ahead πŸ™‚

haiku- nurture

How do we practice without preaching? In the sleepless and tireless world of nature, love and care are practised in gracious silence. Nature schools us in the most unique way!

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morning sun softens

on tender green leaves

nature practises

This is for Ronovan weekly haiku prompt- nurture and nature.

Have a nurturing week ahead πŸ™‚

fall haiku

Woods colored in fall gold and Halloween covered in pumpkin gold. October weaved gold in the air. Back home we had Diwali. Homes lit up in lamps and bazaars smiled decked in marigold strings.

Life moves on, a bit downside, a bit upside. Smile as much when life gives us a chance. Make gold while the Sun shines!

This haiku is for the Ronovan weekly haiku prompt- vapour and howl

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halloween hollers

drown in woods of golden haze

October escapes

May the golden shower see us through November! Have a wonderful day πŸ™‚