#Oxymoron #SyllabicPoetry #TankaTuesday #WDYS

Silent screams only Mother Nature hears
I walk the winter of life,
made warmer by dear friends.

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Conflagration within calmed by thoughts
sorrow recedes for sometime
moments offer solace.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Robbie and Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. The challenge this week is to write a poem using the concept of an oxymoron. I’ve tried to write two Kimo to illustrate the meaning of oxymoron.

A Kimo poem is an Israeli form of haiku (untitled) that has three lines with a 10-7-6 syllable format and which does not rhyme.

Thanks to Sadje for #photoprompt #Whatdoyousee.
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That’s Not Me #PhotoPrompt #WDYS

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That’s Not Me.

She stands alone,
oblivious of her surroundings
Untouched by the waves
striking at her feet,
Her gray robes drenched in melancholy.

I stand in the cabana and watch
Is this me?
I doubt it!
I was full of life, I loved the beach,
The waves filled my heart,
each one brought new joy
I could hold the sea breeze in my hands
I could hear the call of serenity
Dusk or dawn, rain or shine,
the ocean spoke to me.

And now, it’s so quiet.
It has swallowed all light
It’s gloomy and gray
It only echoes darkness
But these are echoes of winter
Of twilight, of dissonance
Only she knows them, not me.
Yes, that’s not me.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for the inspiration #Whatdoyousee – 322

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#Poetry Challenge #TankaTuesday #WDYS

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Mystic Folds

Some landscapes are incredibly dazzling. It’s hard to believe that they are naturally formed marvels. Surrounded by the shades of orange and red, I stand by the swirling sandstone, awestruck by the centuries-old folds. I can hear the timeless sounds that echo the wondrous power of nature. The brilliant glow of the setting sun conjures a strange spiritual connection with the layered symphonies – so pure yet so wild!

monoclines
a unique beauty
breathing hope
mystic folds
created by the unseen
Mother Nature stuns!
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Willow and Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. The challenge this week is to create either a Shadorma Prose or an any type of prose, including a syllabic form. The subject or theme can be of your choosing. 
Thanks to Sadje for #Whatdoyousee #315 and an inspiring image to create this poem.

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#TankaTuesday #Kimo #Poetry

sometimes the veil is unpredictable
a silence lurks behind
magical or deceptive!

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when the enchanter offers his attire
wear his silvery shimmer
walk with him to explore

***

the woods, the web, the light, the ink of night
a perfect blend of life but
green love enthralls the soul.

© Balroop Singh

Thank you Colleen for a unique prompt. The challenge this week is to choose a card (above) from the “Dream Your Joy Oracle Cards” by Judy Mastrangelo.  Look at each card and pick the one (or all) that speaks to you. You can write about the image or something in the image that grabs your attention. Let the card speak to you. 

I have tried to interpret the cards with three kimo poems.

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When We Walked… #WDYS #PhotoPrompt

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When We Walked on the Railroad

What lay beyond was alluring
So we walked on the railroad track
Despite the warnings:
Mountains on the left,
River on the right,
A speeding train could knock us off!
But what lay beyond was irresistible.

Nothing deterred us
Uneven surfaces, narrow shoulder,
Only trees to hang on
if a hooting train comes
On the track we walked on.

We met many people
As adventurous as us,
Some with little children
on their shoulders,
Curious to see the beauty
of Mossbrae Falls,
Wondering
Why is there no better approach?

“Look out for the train -”
A refrain reverberated.
After a trek of forty five minutes
A breezy, soft spray of water
greeted us.

We saw the most stunning falls,
So different, falling like silvery ribbons.
Here, the river is shallow
Serenity seesaws with its rhythmic tone.

Mesmerized by
the symphony of surroundings
Enthralled by
the message of silent breeze
We embraced the magic of moments.

No train passed by
But wait, it did come minutes later
With its ear-shattering hooter
As we were walking toward the car parking.

Listed as the top attraction of Dunsmuir,
The access to Mossbrae Falls is officially closed now
Until a safe, legal trail is created.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for stirring memorable moments through the above image #Whatdoyousee – 313.

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Walking on rail track

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