. falling days . - Hello Poetry

Feb 2015

Pradip Chattopadhyay

the magpie stole my pen

then flapped its wings
to hide it fast
so i couldn't see it again.

i ran up the staircase

so i could see
how far could flee
in blue's cool embrace.

the day had a golden hue

up the roof
wind blew aloof
the sky said i need you.

birds were dazzled white

made pleasured cry
soared to high
stole my all eyelight.

cheerily swayed the tree

cute green leaf
in disbelief
saw me carefree.

the magpie called me then

now i bet
you don't regret
my stealing away your pain.

Feb 2015

nivek

Graffiti number Zen

you spin me up
expecting heads or tails

but I have learned to levitate

Feb 2015

Joseph Schneider

Quote #6

Kindness is weakness in the eyes of those yet to see strength.

-Joseph B Schneider

#kindness #kind #quote

Feb 2015

Bruised Orange

A pinpoint of light shines brilliant

Pour it out,
that dis-ease of your remorse.

Lay your broken bones gently
into this cut crystal glass.

See how the light refracts?

Feb 2015

r

Iron Mountain

We still call the homeplace mom's
Calendar in the kitchen unchanged

Two years past
The old clock ticking

Branches tapping against a window
Iron Mountain through frozen rain

Like a silverback
White along the spine
Cold and silent

Strong against another winter.

r ~ 2/2/15

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Jan 2015

chimaera

Salutation

white roses
dyed in loss
roses of white
for bygones
thorned white
of the absence
doomed memories
like rose petals

the kids in the graveyard
revisiting the childhood
of their friend
in their attained manhood

one's death is but a narrative in others' life

this?
far too unsuitable to be part of a story
leaching out blind whiteness from all pieces
no more thriving to call upon words

enough.

28.01.2015

Jan 2015

Pradip Chattopadhyay

When I feed the birds

A peace permeates my heart
lights gleam in my eyes
when I feed the little birds
feel all darkness soon dies.

Disappear chunks of my woes
a smile breaks on my lips
as I hold them warm n close
my fingers kiss their beaks.

A bliss they give without price
that dissolve my aches n pains
when I look deep in their eyes
touch there a divine innocence.

In rough tides my solace
rescuer from life’s quicksand
they import me a happiness
while pecking from my joyous hand.

Jan 2015

r

Corvid soul

I don't know the word
for this restless almost breathless
feeling in my chest -

the opposite of a bluebird
- a ******* crow, at best

a last call cawing
or is it a raven's kraa-kraa

this feeling -
like a shadow in clothes
- a fly in the eye of those

who pray for repose
of my soul.

r ~ 1/25/15

#corvidae

Jan 2015

Pradip Chattopadhyay

Pray

the world turns never so dark

light is seen
only with closed eyes.

i'm fed up with isms and faiths and dogmas with apparently lofty goals in effect battering humanity.

Jan 2015

CS Oakes

Dust I Am

Dust I am

star home from the sky
now burned I lay, ash.

Dust I am

carved in stone
slain in soil.

Dust I am

and dream to ride
astride the breeze.

Leftover bits and pieces I got from the element challenge.

#leftovers #elementchallenge

Jan 2015

chimaera

Insanatorium

Unsuitable,
they declared,
and then
banished her.

Exiled to silence,
inhabitating
the moisture
of bluish mists,
she unknitted
her thoughts
and let them go.

We all saw it,
that holograph,
ribbons
colourfully bending
in thin air.

16.1.2015
~~~
holograph:
"document written entirely by the person from whom it proceeds," from Late Latin holographus, from Greek holographos "written entirely by the same hand," literally "written in full," from holos "whole" + graphos "written," .
adapt. from
Online Etymology Dictionary, © 2010 Douglas Harper

Jan 2015

ryn

Leaf

•
i've
   witness-
   ed the others
   fall over several
sets•leaving you alone
shivering on a spindly twig
•the winds of autumn had whis-
pered their threats...•to sweep you
off your perch into the world so big
•the season had almost gone to make
way for another•answering the sum-
mons of winter's call•had anticipated
the coming of your departure•...i had
sworn to myself to catch you as you'd
fall•for a brief moment, i had turned
away•to tend to commitments that
came with dawn...•i returned to
stay and wait another day...•
but the wind had come
while i was
g
o
n
e•
.

#concretepoetry #hellopoetry107 #fallingleaf

Jan 2015

r

clouds

low, fast moving clouds
make me feel
like i'm standing
still on a mountain

wisps of cotton candy
and wind in my hair

there is a change in the air
a slower, colder
turning motion
all around me

my head in the sky
my feet in the sea.

r ~ 1/4/15