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Thursday, April 19, 2018

The Blue Frame

I had a picture frame. it was blue
It was a striking blue
And I thought "how true"

Blue mesmerized

It was blue as the ocean
A darkish hue
It spared no reason
For a brief glance or two

Blue uplifted

The shade was so captivating
It needed no glamor to make it stand out
Just a few creepers round it
And a flower or two
A natural remedy
To the uplifting soul

Blue ageless

The ageless blue looked dazing
It refreshed and resurrected
An ageless fit it was
to a classic anointing

The blue of the waters that filled the ocean
Once rode with the stars of the night
And roamed with the storms raging
O how the color mesmerized and uplifted to become an ageless beauty of all time.

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Sunday, April 15, 2018

A Christmas Duet in the April 2018 Newsletter of WinningWriters.com

The April 2018 Newsletter of Winning Writers - One of the Writer's Digest 101 Best Websites for Writers carried a subscriber's mention of my book A Christmas Duet.
It felt good to see the congratulatory mention in print and the first thing that came to mind was that bit by bit, my work was getting out there into the huge wide world of writing. It is great to see my name among all the talented and remarkable poets and writers worldwide.
It gives me the inspiration and encouragement I need to keep going and excel in this exciting passion of mine.
A special thank you to Adam Cohen and Jendi Reiter of Winning Writers!

https://winningwriters.com - April 2018 Newsletter
Winning Writers - best resources for poets and writers


Saturday, April 7, 2018

Once, When It Didn't Rain

A child was born, its tiny hands closed in a fist
Image result for free images of waterfallsA mother kissed them open.

Once, when it didn't rain, the sky shone its brilliance
Every ray touched Earth, warming even its coldest part

The smiles were brighter, brighter even than the sun that shone its brilliance
For love stood out and laughter touched hearts
Life's worth magnified, for friendship reverberated among the forsaken
Not a soul was left behind lonely
Not a wooden shack was left unlighted
Not a sad heart suffered in silence
The madness of life went unjustified

Once, When it didn't rain
There were no downcast skies
No Man was without
No Question unanswered
No loss of kin ignited tears
No grief over troubled waters

Every branch that fell off trees covered the Earth and nourished its ground anew
A new flame made hearts happier
And a new world began to revolve.

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Tuesday, April 3, 2018

When I wander far in my mind

Sometimes I wander far in my mind
Someplace where lush magical springs feast the eye

I wake up to the sound of its gentle waters
Nourishing the soul that lies within me
That needs an awakening
That needs some invigorating
That yearns a refreshing 

Sometimes the picture arouses me
The same one I see in my mind
I feel for the trees that rests by the waters
It grows within its embrace
Even cradling the enclave of life
That thrives in those waters divine.

I can't take my mind off that mystical place
I shut my eyes to relive it again
It takes me to someplace I wander
So free and in solitude
I live in a dream state
I relive it again and again.

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Sunday, April 1, 2018

If Life Had No Color, Darkness Erased

Imagine if life had no color
And everywhere you turn its bright
Darkness erased

Wouldn't a night of magic between two lovers
be without an intrigue
Would secrets still remain undisguised?

How would you sit under starlit nights?
Darkness erased?

Would be the saddest thing to happen
For it is through the darkness that light is inspired to shine
Eyes close, quiet the world
It is on dark nights that bodies warm beds, vulnerable to cold

Darkness Erased?
But why
It is through darkness that light is inspired to shine bright.

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Saturday, March 17, 2018

Kindness Is........

                             Sharing the same Umbrella On a Rainy Day.......

Monday, March 12, 2018


She walked fast, disappearing from view before he could catch up with her. He, the stalker of the world’s famous social activist, an outcast in her Country, an enigma to the rest. There were just too many people walking everywhere, in front, behind, in between, just about everywhere he walked. Almost like they were trying to protect her from his prying eyes and stop his seeking, but he had an obligation to the rest of the world. He had a story to tell and she was an important element for the resurrection of peace everywhere.  The airport was where the eyes and ears of those wanting to chase an √©migr√© kept watch.

“She is leaving tonight, checked into a monastery somewhere Le Midi, will check back with you later.” he hung up before his call is traced. It was his “eyes” from the airport. No name, no identification and no recognition accorded to him. Just his camouflaged voice. These calls are traced through satellite monitoring stations and one had to keep switching channels in between conversations to avoid detection.

He walked faster, past those who blocked his view, pushing some away from his path and saw her enter the checkpoint. For the moment she was safe unless there was someone out there in the midst of her in disguise. Her life very much in demand by the underworld and terrorists, she lived from day to day.

He knew it was time she lived in exile, perhaps with another name, another face and another nationality. He watched her till she disappeared from sight.
He got the call six hours later. A new nun had entered the Italian Monastery now under new surveillance.


Goddess of Song

My Poem "Goddess of Song" was accepted and published in the February 2018 issue of the Enchanted Conversation Magazine :- Read...