#Ekphrastic #Poetry

The Artist’s Garden at Giverny (French:Le Jardin de l’artiste à Giverny) is an oil on canvas painting by Claude Monet done in 1900 now in the Musée d’Orsay, Paris.

Damsel of Buds

Welcome
to my garden
to revel in colors,
sprinkled by the dainty damsel
of buds.

she strides 
with dreamy lull,
creates the land of love
doves coo – melodies that allure
beaus.

fragrance
blends with beauty,
flutters with the petals
misty dance of pink and purple-
a balm!

arms of
Mother Nature
drape around stressful nerves
serenity percolates now
through air.

wondrous
garden of bliss
that sparkles for moments
just pause to admire the unique
artist.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to craft syllabic poetry. This week, the inspiration is a painting, which was featured on Rebecca’s post: 

#FridayPainting: Claude Monet “The Artist’s Garden at Giverny”

I’ve written a Crown cinquain, a sequence of five cinquain stanzas functioning to construct one larger poem. This poem has five stanzas, each with syllable count of 2/4/6/8/2.

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Image by Terri Webster Schrandt, 

Coherent Colors

Colors condescend here and mingle with perfect ease. Green dives into blue to create a calm combination. Peach perches on rocky terrain. I rise with the mist to kiss the clouds.  A wondrous land beckons me far beyond the fragrance of fir trees. An empowering lift. A milky channel opens to welcome a weary soul.

An artist at work
unfurling serenity
breathing in colors
her easel is eclectic
divine power mentors her. 

© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration. This week’s challenge is photo prompt and I chose to write Tanka prose.

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Tread Softly Here

Sue Vincent’s #photoprompt

Tread softly here,
The velvety carpet of Mother Nature
Is waiting to welcome those
Who value her exquisite art.

Wind whispers to leaves:
“Fall gently, don’t ruin the spread
Mingle in its violet hues
To enhance ethereal beauty.”

Squirrels watch spellbound
Slowly they descend from branches
Savoring the magic of serenity
Hearing the song of spring.

What an enchanting feast
For butterflies and bees
Who dance with delight
To get intoxicated in sunlight.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sue Vincent for an inspiring Thursday #writephoto Bells

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Fall and Haiku

 Fall evokes emotions
It speaks myriad messages of
Beauty, life and re-birth.

I didn’t know what is “Fall” till I saw and discovered its real meaning. I didn’t know Autumn is “delicious” or “ the year’s last, loveliest smile” till I tasted it.

“Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.” – George Eliot 

Autumn was just another season for me, a relief from scorching heat. Beauties of Mother Nature were revealed to me when I visited this part of the globe to meet my girls who chose to study in U.S universities. The charm of Bryn Mawr campus captivated me, evoking emotions that melted into words:

Ochre and crimson
Robes of Mother Nature remind
Decay can be exquisite.

Autumn is peeping
Through the sidewalks it smiles
Evoking eloquence.

Beauty changes connotation
Decay doesn’t decimate it
Gather treasures for posterity.

Year after year, as I watch this beauty now and consider myself blessed to see how mother earth gathers treasures for posterity.

Thank you for your support dear readers. I am travelling this month. See you in December.

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Earth and Sky

Pixabay image by fermiart

Misty mountains beckon
Slippery stones scare
Where clouds adorn the valley
Illusionary world comes alive here

Rivulets dance with abandon
Sunbeams play a dazzling game
Songs of nature mystify you
Tricky pathways meander

Dew never dries here
Fragrance floats forever
Positive vibes permeate around
Seeping within your soul

Where we could touch the mist,
Inhale tranquility of waning light
Be one with the dreamy duo –
Earth and sky

Heaven below our feet, grandeur above
Purging all our doubts
Silence speaks in thousand dialects
Concert only senses could hear!
© Balroop Singh, June 2019

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