Tag: love

Ekphrastic #Poetry #Chōka

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A Cup of Water and a Rose by Francisco de Zurbarán

drenched in memories 
I look at our precious cup,   
symbol of our love 
a reminder of good times 
when our love blossomed, 
hands met inadvertently 
to mold this love cup  
with design of subtle cracks
pleasures of ceramic class!
© Balroop Singh

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exquisite platter 
embellished by a flower
and a unique cup 
waiting to welcome my love
lemony water –
a traditional way to
accept a cute dame.
eternal relationships 
are created with finesse.
© Balroop Singh

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This week, Tanka Tuesday challenge explores Ekphrastic poetry, inspired by works of art.

I have written two chōka poems. A chōka is a nine-line poem with 5-7-5-7-5-7-5-7-7 syllable count. Thanks to Colleen and Rebecca Budd’s blog, Chasing Art for an inspiring painting. 

Thank you.

If you like poetry: click here to hear Magical Whispers

Or hang out with  Hues Of Hope 

 

#TankaTuesday: White Color

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a symbol of love,
an epitome of grace,
a poised purity
of a spiritual bond
inseparable, white swans.
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watch winter landscape – 
a breath of palpable peace 
clouds cede their power
wind tiptoes in harmony
Mother Nature is resting.
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paradoxical
connotations of color 
that symbolizes
spiritual awareness, 
purity, death and mourning. 
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to write color poetry. I chose white color, as I have already written poems focusing on orange, green, violet, silver, golden, red, green, blue

Today, the theme of each tanka is different.

Thank you poetry lovers!

If you like poetry: click here to hear Magical Whispers

Or hang out with  Hues Of Hope 

The Last Kiss #DoubleEnnead

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Photo courtesy: Terri Webster Schrandt

The Last Kiss

The sun tarries and winks 
just for the last kiss
purple beauty bows to breathe the orange glow
love blooms with the promise
of meeting each spring

days of love get warmer,
beams of love sharper
but basking in the glory, she stands sturdy
as the petals wither.
love is just like that!

halcyon moments halt
seasons don’t matter
eons of love stories spill out of his den 
as he chases the wind
and entices the rain.
© Balroop Singh

This week’s challenge is a photo prompt. Thanks to Colleen and Terri for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. I’ve written a Double Ennead for the first time. A Double Ennead is a 99 syllable form, comprising three stanzas of syllables (6, 5, 11, 6, 5).

Thank you!

#TankaTuesday – Specific form

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Image from Pixaby

A lovely love cove
A covert awning for us
It’s charm enhanced by
blossoms that hang overhead
pairs of ducks swim merrily.

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Our favorite haunt
that added breeze to our love
I wait for you here
to soak in serenity 
our yearning grew with seasons.

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Moments drenched with mirth 
That could never lose luster
our dainty orchids
kiss our passion with dew of
eternal togetherness

*** 
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to create syllabic poetry.

Thank you.

If you like poetry: click here to hear Magical Whispers

Or hang out with  Hues Of Hope 

Lily Love #chōka

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Photo credit: Terri Webster Schrandt,

love breeze beguiled us
when we planted white lilies –
our precious flowers
in our glorious garden.
In gratitude, some
butterflies twirl, eager to 
plant vibrant kisses 
on pristine petals of love
a true commemoration 

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that our love was both – 
tenuous and fiercely wild
ruins are beautiful! 
who said spring is eternal?
shifting sands murmur
shadows of night susurrate
water flows at will
all carry the same message:
love is just like white lilies

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your lilies withered
when you didn’t nurture them 
the door was open
I just had to walk through it
into the wide world
rooted to icy threshold,
 in quagmire of fears,
I shudder at skepticism
that is pulling me backwards.

***
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen and Terri for the inspiration to create syllabic poetry. This week I chose to write a nine-line chōka, which has 5-7-5-7-5-7-5-7-7 syllables.

Thank you.

If you like poetry: click here to hear Magical Whispers

Or hang out with  Hues Of Hope