#TankaTuesday #Ekphrastic #Poetry

Colleen’s Ekphrastic Photoprompt

her special attire,
her scarlet gown makes her grab 
the precious crystal
dim memories glide like ghosts
reflections recant beliefs

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open book beckons
to cast a long awaited spell 
to wriggle out clean,
discard the scarlet status
inheritance – a burden

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Eager enchantress
ready to quit her domain
to craft an alien
who would emulate her style
could her love ever decline?
© Balroop Singh

I had planned book reviews for this week but Colleen’s magnificent image prompt is too good to resist. Thank you for the inspiration.

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Moods Of Nature #Haiku

Glimpses from My Patio:

Yellow joy lures
The song of spring is chiming
New dreams awaken.
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This hill regales my muse every single day, each waking moment. It is visible from my living room and the moment it changes its mood, I rush out to capture it.

All these pictures have been taken from my patio. Sometimes I go downstairs to capture a closer look, to smile with Mother Nature and celebrate her moods.

The book in my dream pipe right now is a collection of micro-poetry: Haiku, Tanka and acrostic poems.

A beautiful glow
Permeates through bare branches
Glorious dawn delight!
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Hope sleeps on clouds
Drifts with their rolling rings
Conjuring its own path
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Misty morning carries
Messages of new mysteries
Unmapped paths beckon
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Celestial art charms
When clouds drape colors
Joyful moments tarry
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© Balroop Singh

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The Moon #Flashfiction

 

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Pixabay image

I looked around and smiled with glee, wondering how did it all change? A lifetime dream had been accomplished! I sat in my round house, disseminating silvery light. Children sat around me in a semi-circle, awed by the stories I could tell them, one after the other. My adventure in the ocean was the favorite one, and evoked a thousand questions.

“How could you traverse it?”

“Didn’t you get lost?”

“Yes, I did,” I mused, “I couldn’t get back.”

I don’t know how many days had passed as I drifted between slumber and consciousness. All pain had dissipated when I saw the face of a nurse who asked how I was feeling. I told her I dreamt I was the moon and had a magnificent view of the earth from space. Green and blue colors added charm to my stories. I closed my eyes, anticipating the same serenity.

#Flashfiction inspired from dVerse prompt: “I dreamt I was the moon.”

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In Love with Myself…

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Pixabay image by Brigitte Werner

I had dreams and desires
Aspirations to excel
To acquire Midas’ touch
To accomplish the abstract

I pushed my way through
Deep valleys to rumbling clouds
Undeterred by lightning
Fervidly seeking success

But I soared too high
Forgetting Icarus
I opted to be a superman
I have no regrets though.

Emotionless I dwell alone
Proud of my intellect
Dexterous and adept trailblazer
I breathe action

Spring no longer sings for me
Love seems meaningless
Compassion – a remote possibility
Wisdom – my forte!

I can detect hypocrisy
All lies stand exposed before me
I can vanquish fear and faith
I am generation NEXT.
© Balroop Singh, May 2019

Inspired from D. Wallace Peach’s “Monthly Speculative Fiction Writing Prompt.” Please hop over to her blog to read more and get inspired.

Thank you Diana, for a thought-provoking  #WritingPrompt.

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