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धरती पर रह कर जिसने भेजा
चांद तारों को मिसाइलों का सलाम
ऊंचे से ऊंचे पद, प्रतिष्ठा को पाकर भी
जिसने हर आम और खास के हृदय में
समान रूप से बनाया मुकाम
जाति, धर्म और वर्ण व्यवस्था
इनसे हमेशा ऊपर रखा भारत का मान
ऐसे कलाम को जन्मदिन का सहस्र सलाम
एक बार फिर से भारत भू पर जन्म लेकर
इसको गौरवान्वित करने का आह्वान।।
Rich tributes to Dr APJ Abdul Kalam  on his birthday
 Oct 2020 Shrika
Norman Crane
Summer's gone
Falling
            leaves upon the lawn
Summers gone
Falling,
            leaves upon the lawn
            a memory
 Oct 2020 Shrika
Seranaea Jones
the moon is your element,
underneath it you alight
with its pure lunar dew

all senses become the air and
the water as your heartbeat
sends ripples into me

i can feel that and more as fingertips
trace my reaction to it gently
upon your bare skin back

but it seems beyond my capacity to
channel the energy and lift from you
the heaviness of your thoughts

so we sit still as i let you
bathe quietly within
your element

if you happen to glance and
catch me gazing upward,
remember—

the stars, they are
                               all mine...


"As stars eclipse the Moon"
© 2008 by Seranaea Jones
all rights reserved
for Katt...
 Oct 2020 Shrika
Seranaea Jones
-

she laid there on the carpet
like a fuzzy brown pillow
i could see her mid-mass
slowly rise and fall

small twitchings of her paws
caught my eye as she began
running in a yard of dreams,
expressing her excitement for 
                    it

a rear leg jerks followed by another
but they never seem to coordinate,
all the same i know she dogtrots
quickly in her vast green parcel

i think now her goal has just
been reached, her legs are
straight and she is softly
barking muted "yes"s
through her nostrils—

her tail wags significantly,
dissipating quietly vented
puppy treats...



"sleep dog"
© 2020 by Seranaea Jones
all rights reserved

.
this was witnessed,"element for element"
one evening in 2008 under a mild sky'd
evening with the windows open—

i saw her doing this and i then
commenced to writing...
.
 Oct 2020 Shrika
Maria Mitea
On an old seashore,

you are a monk in sacred clothes,

bowing slowly to forgotten

in the goodness of the night,

giving new life to your dreams

I am your Somnolence Queen,

and invite the sister moon

touch your eyelids, touch your light

drifting, drifting, drifting burdens

golden, golden, golden  stars

falling, fallin, falli, fall, fall, fa, f, ...

on your brrriiiggghhhttt sleeeping

forehead sleeeeeep, sleeeeeeping  deeeeeep,

I am your Somnolence Queen,
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