frozen quintessence
empyrean domain drains
into glaucous grapes
The frosted look of the concentrated essence (quintessence) is nothing but the melted (drain) colors of the sky (empyrean domain) that have taken shelter inside the glaucous-colored grapes in a frozen form.
More syllabic poetry on colors here -> A-Z Haiku Tautograms.
In response to Colleen’s ‘#TankaTuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge #268’.
swirling aurora
smaragdine sky theater
stellar optic trance
In response to Colleen’s ‘#TankaTuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge #263’.
shelter of patterns
offer hindsight or foresight
clear blatant vision
Aren’t patterns astonishing? We take shelter in them while also wanting to break them. Quite ironical, is it not?
The varied hues of clouds at dusk, stars at night, the rustle of a coconut palm, the ripples on a silent pool, the aggregation of ice crystals that present us the snow fractals, animal and human behaviour are all nothing but patterns. On a bigger scale, the Milky Way Galaxy which we’re a part of has spiral patterns depicting a Fibonacci sequence in space. Isn’t that stunning? These regularities that reveal themselves in our observations often offer a sense of satisfaction to confused minds, and act like a shelter to hazed thoughts.
Not only in nature are these configurations present. We plan our days, maintain a consistent routine to manage the time and weave a pattern around us consciously or otherwise. We accidentally meet a good old friend, and at once our brain frames a pattern of longing to meet them all. Rhyme schemes are also patterns used by poets to please their readers. Even chaos we face in our lives is an unrecognized pattern which barely gets recognized. That’s what has transformed into the cliché of ‘history repeats itself’.
But, as much as patterns fascinate me, I feel that they’re also a trap.
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effulgent marvel
dreamy evanescent pool
smoky spectacle
In response to Sadje’s ‘What Do You See Prompt #104’.
Featured Image:
Photo by Sean Robertson on Unsplash.
free fleeting feather
flies rolling out rainbow trails
fugitive footprint
In response to KL Caley’s ‘Weekly #writephoto Prompt’.
Featured Image: Photo by A Kehas.
burgeoning blossom
colourful curlicue charm
prismatic petals
In response to ‘Eugi’s Weekly Prompt’ – Petals.
Featured Image:
Photo by Gordon Johnson from Pixabay.
skills of symmetry
technical weaver spins webs
shabby chandelier
Inspired by Walt Whitman’s ‘A Noiseless Patient Spider’.
In response to Ronovan’s Haiku Prompt Words – Weave and Web.
Featured Image:
Photo by Henor Teneqja on Unsplash.
herald sends love notes
enamored of collisions
ocean kisses land
This haiku has a pivot element (linguistic device – Apo-Koinou), meaning the first two lines can be read together as well as the last two.
Inspired by Ronovan’s Haiku Prompt Words – Note and Send.
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Photo by Leio McLaren on Unsplash.
colorful mixed hedges
lavish linear lawn landscape
hillside home garden
serene sunset scene
rich potpourri of twilight trajectory
opacarophile photographs
fortifying weaver nest
textile grips towering trees
finest precision
Photo by
Aadhithyan Pandian from Pexels.
graceful trail behind
high hilltop revives senses
open glade turns home
Photo by Darren Lawrence on Unsplash.
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scarlet rays burst fire
warning beacon silhouette
cool water embers
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spewing molten lava
quiet volcano erupts
presents cold comfort
What else can be cold comfort at an island that has witnessed and recorded more than 50,000 earthquakes, but still trying hands at fun science experiments like cooking hotdogs and eggs in lava? Continue reading
fancy fragile fall
blankets globe in snowy bowl
freezing cold weather
Inspired by Ronovan’s ‘Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt #330′ – cold and fall.
outspread elegance
art in a single feather
iridescent bunch
thunderous jacket
cacophonious cry of a crow
black shades reflect fears
dusty paper wraps
unloved flowers of word garden
weed like survival
Haiku inspired by Ronovan’s ‘Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt’ – dust and weed.
Hereon, for at least a month, I’ll be publishing two posts a day – one at 12:01 AM and 12:01 PM IST.
Unable to distinguish between the nightmares of the dark and the brightness of the raging fire burning within, she walks.
All she could do was to traipse in a deserted place holding together pieces from the barren desert of her broken heart.
Will these musical fountains turn out to ber her soothing sprinklers?
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storm brews and roars thud
squall swirls with surging tenacity
still resilient tree
Inspired by Ronovan’s ‘Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt #325′ – storm and calm.
wings clipped in one frame
unrestrained freedom of her flight
emerged in another
Life’s a time video. If you don’t appear on a frame, it doesn’t mean you won’t get a chance to appear in another.
This post is written in response to the ‘Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt’ by Ronovan. The challenge words for the week are Clip and Wings.
swaying boats salute
reflective classical elements
sleep in canal depths
Classical Elements:
Classical elements refer to the five forces of nature – Earth, Water, Fire, Air, and Space – as specified in many cultures across the world, and are Continue reading
divine elixir drips down
the cup of universe fills
sip of ecstasy
sip of flowerbed nectar
busy chores proceed in spring
amidst queen cup fight
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