#Rensaku #TankaTuesday #WDYS- 329

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clouds meet with lightning
like an amorous partner
a wild rendezvous

whooshing wind whistles
heralds tropical monsoon
sun steps back with grace 

silvery ribbons’
obeisance to Mother Earth
saturated soil

roads become rivers
in tune with the symphony
the night’s cloak darkens

dawn loses its colors
clouds reign with black and gray hues
a prolonged downpour
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for an evocative image #Whatdoyousee – 329

Thanks to Colleen and Melissa for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. The challenge this week is to write a Rensaku.

Rensaku is a Japanese form consisting of a linked sequence of haiku or tanka by a single author, focused on a unified theme or subject. Coined by Masaoka Shiki in the Meiji period, this “sequential composition” allows each stanza to remain independent while building a cohesive narrative.

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#Haiku #WDYS #PhotoPrompt

Silvery morning
in harmony with nature
waiting for my beau

***

Eternal bonding
created by red berries
and flowering trees

***

Are you cold or sad?
the eyes reflect your pining
winter zephyrs zap

© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for the inspiration #Whatdoyousee – 328

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#Poetry #PhotoPrompt #WDYS

Footprints that Inspire

Life is not like sand dunes that keep shifting
Each moment matters, each step is judged.

Life hangs in the pendulum of time
Echoing myriad memories that are indelible. 

Like the morning blaze
That spreads and melts into the clouds,

Like the heavenly horizon that blinks
at the rosy hues to widen and wait for more,

Like the twenty thousand rays around
the yellow disc that inspires the day.

Sand stands in testimony to the footprints
They may seem to vanish but are embedded.
© Balroop Singh

Thank you Sadje for the inspiration to respond to #PhotoPrompt #Whatdoyousee – 324

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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 #Poetry #ButterflyCinquain

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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