My Picture Window #Etheree

This week, the challenge is “to share the view outside your window by writing a syllabic poem.” Here is the view from my window though the picture doesn’t show the howling wind and the continuous rain… spring still seems far away!

View from my bedroom window

Pine 
tree twigs
swing harder 
wrathful wind howls,
inert spring stumbles
nonplussed, she looks at the 
silvery sky that shields sun.
My picture window remains closed
to keep the wayward winter chill and
the unpleasant sounds of the wild wind out.

So ferocious that it knocks down blossoms
as if spring charm is at its mercy!
It’s fun to watch freaky weather 
only from my French window
and wait for fragrant queen
to arrive with breeze
loved by lillies 
and roses
to spread
joy.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. My admiration for this form has grown with each attempt.

I have written a double Etheree which consists of 10 lines of 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 syllables. Etheree can also be reversed and written 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

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#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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#TankaTuesday #Photoprompt – Heaven

Picture by photographer, Terri Webster Schrandt

Photo prompts kick my muse even when she is cross with me! Such a beautiful picture of Mother Nature calms her down perfectly to write syllabic poetry.

Want to see heaven?
where morning clouds glow soft pink.
come to our backyard
snow fairies dance here with glee
we revel with them all day.

***

Cold can not touch us
that is the bliss of childhood!
giggles thaw the snow,
the thrill of togetherness
embraced by wild ecstasy.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen and her friend Terri for the inspiration to create this double tanka.

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#Ekphrastic #Poetry Challenge – Crown #Cinquain

I am back after a long, fun-filled vacation, emotional reunions with friends and family after a gap of three years. Though jet-lagged, I am getting inspired by this beautiful challenge. Thanks to David for choosing a thought-provoking image for Ekphrastic poetry challenge this month.

“Ukrainian Figurines” by Kirill Shevchenko (Groder) Image by Кирилл Шевченко from Pixabay

Together?

The day
we all gathered
harmony of colors
depicted the dreams that connect us
with love

that day
we were summoned
by our mentor to show 
the luster of togetherness,
a glow

a show
of diligence,
of emotions that bind. 
our hair color could never change 
the goals

he said:
let’s meditate!
Donna stood tall, erect
Bob stood on his toes to show he’s 
alert 

just few
paid attention
to the artist’s vision
curious Cane watched from the edge
judging!

© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to craft syllabic poetry. 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.

Thank you.

For more poetry: click here to hear Magical Whispers

Here is my latest release  Hues Of Hope 

#Butterfly #Cinquain – #ThemePrompt

Lightning

Bursting
out of a cloud, 
it creates a channel –  
tall trees nod and send sparks of love
a beam 
puts up a spectacular show 
sky suddenly lights up
scares some but 
mirthful.

***

single
streak coruscates, 
an incandescent beam 
falls and stokes the light within me
My heart 
clamors to resist, it pierces,
inflames dormant instincts 
wrapping blanket
of love.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to craft syllabic poetry. I’ve written two butterfly cinquains. The theme of the month (chosen by Sangeetha) is: The Nature of Lightning.
The Butterfly Cinquain is an unrhymed, nine-line syllabic poem with 2-4-6-8-2-8-6-4-2 syllables per line. It uses the syllable count of the Crapsey Cinquain and then reverses it. The name comes from the butterfly shape it creates when centered on the page. 

Image from: pixaby

Thank you.

For more poetry: click here to hear Magical Whispers

Here is my latest release  Hues Of Hope