moon – Emotional Shadows

#TankaTuesday #Poetry #ButterflyCinquain

Published on October 14, 2025 by balroop singh35 Comments

Mother Nature’s Commands

Crimson,
ochre, yellow
robes of Mother nature
catch zephyrs loaded with verglas
even
when the wind speaks soft syllables
leaves comply, drifting down
to honor the
commands.
© Balroop Singh.

I See the Moon Nymphs

Moon smiles
through my window,
shines brighter to entice
I marvel at his pristine eyes.
spellbound,
I look at his glorious light
and admire the nymphs who
glide on moonbeams,
with grace.
© Balroop Singh.

Thanks to Willow and Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry.

I chose to write two butterfly cinquains.

Willow has offered two subjects: The October Hunter’s Moon or the aging of the year. In fact, you can use those two prompts literally, or you can use one or the other or both and explain in your poetry how they make you feel.

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#TankaTuesday #Moon Magic

Published on June 10, 2025 by balroop singh44 Comments

Moon Magic

Mesmerized by the
sublime glory of the sky
of today’s moonlight,
the dark crevices of my heart
embraced the magic of hope.

“We ran as if to meet the moon.” –Robert Frost

He told us about
the first fragrance of seasons,
the soaring spirits,
the lovers who pine alone,
how blissful is solitude!
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. The challenge this week is to write a Tanka Puente, using a quote from “75 Best Moon Quotes.” Click on the link to join the fun.

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Crescent

Published on August 20, 2020 by balroop singh44 Comments

Crescent is complacent
It knows its glorious glimmer
Would wilt the transient cover
Of clouds that may seem threatening
Sun whispers hope.
~

I could hear the melodies
Of crescent moon that hung above
Darkness melted with the lilting sound
That merged in the symphony of sun
I chose life.
~

Skeptical of stepping
Into the wider world of hope
Where darkness disturbed the quiet
She stood rooted to the threshold
Shackled by false safety.
~

If the night was dark
A new day is smiling at the horizon
You hug clouds but I look at the sun
The harbinger of new hues
That speak of life.

Thanks to Sue Vincent for an inspiring Thursday #photoprompt Crescent

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The Moon #Flashfiction

Published on July 26, 2019July 26, 2019 by balroop singh15 Comments

I looked around and smiled with glee, wondering how did it all change? A lifetime dream had been accomplished! I sat in my round house, disseminating silvery light. Children sat around me in a semi-circle, awed by the stories I could tell them, one after the other. My adventure in the ocean was the favorite one, and evoked a thousand questions.

“How could you traverse it?”

“Didn’t you get lost?”

“Yes, I did,” I mused, “I couldn’t get back.”

I don’t know how many days had passed as I drifted between slumber and consciousness. All pain had dissipated when I saw the face of a nurse who asked how I was feeling. I told her I dreamt I was the moon and had a magnificent view of the earth from space. Green and blue colors added charm to my stories. I closed my eyes, anticipating the same serenity.

#Flashfiction inspired from dVerse prompt: “I dreamt I was the moon.”

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