#BookReviews #Poetry #Stories

It’s been a while since I shared the reviews of the books I’ve read. Here are some of my favorites, each one got glittering five stars from me.

Deep in the Forest Where Poetry Blooms is divided into two parts – the first one is dedicated to seasons and Finn takes us along, as she walks through the forest. The second part of the book explores free spirit, in which she shares her musings from the back of the Harley.

Finn sits under the pink flowering dogwood tree and her imagination blends into the colors of spring, as Mother Nature awakens to offer a breath of life to the world around her; butterflies receive the gift of nectar and “soil bursts with new life.” Dawn filters through pines, as she watches the birds, flirting in the trees and honeybees returning to collect nectar. Even her furry friends celebrate the advent of spring and enjoy her company. 

Summer poems brilliantly capture the images of public pools and “droopy potted plants,” as “searing winds” change the colors of the landscape. Even the birds are quiet, while the poet is inspired by the silent summer day to write lovely haiku and tanka.

Fall evokes “peace” and more micro-poetry, as “leaves sway in the soft breeze” offering “tinted red” landscape. Winter poems talk about hush in the forest and exhort you to soak in the silence of the days to contemplate about the never-ending cycle of growth and rebirth.

‘Until’ is my favorite poem because of exotic imagery like: “Exquisite white flakes waltz from the heavens.” ‘Edge of the Ocean’ is also beautifully written.

“My recliner becomes my island” from ‘Float,’ “Winter’s frozen grasp” from ‘Winter Limericks,’ and “distance became my harmony” from ‘Distance’ also spoke to me.

Each poem in this collection would play with your senses, transport you to the forest to celebrate blissful moments and enjoy the magical portals that Mother Nature opens for us. Finn’s poetry introduces us to that magic with her amazing style of bringing it alive. The haibuns took my heart away. A fabulous collection – not to be missed.

This is How We Grow is a learning experience, as the stories introduce the reader to various perspectives, which can only be discerned if we hear the point of view of those who have lived their lives in a different environment. The stories shared by Ana Linden exemplify this perfectly. Women may take pride in their liberation in some countries but they are still bound by traditional societies, as highlighted by Ana.

Robbie shares her experiences of raising her two sons and her poignant stories would wrench your heart out, remind you of your blessings and fill your heart with gratitude. I salute her willpower and grit that she could concentrate on her laptop while sitting in a hospital! ‘Cat Healer’ is another gem. I am not a cat lover but this story changed my perspective toward cats.

The stories that Mahesh shares are a breather, as he presents them with a dash of humor and tells you how the little moments of life are valuable and impactful. His exquisite style of writing shines through sentences like: “Then came the dial-up connection and worldwide web, like sips of water to someone delirious from thirst.”

Lauren exhorts you to develop self-compassion, while Mabel shares an honest self-reflection about her writing journey. All the stories are unique in their own way, as each one shows some aspect of life that needs to be understood from another point of view.

NIRMALA: The Mud Blossom highlights abject poverty, squalor, discrimination, domestic violence and misery that an innocent girl had to undergo in the stinking, unhygienic slums of Mumbai. Her crime –  she is a female! 

Pathan doesn’t leave anything to the reader’s imagination, as she vividly describes the untold physical and mental agony that is inflicted upon Nirmala. She transports you to the slums, making each nook and cranny come alive, so that you can smell the stench emanating from open drains, human excreta and garbage dump.

Nirmala’s character grows from a silent, helpless girl to a strong and resilient woman, eager to follow the demands of her family and traditions of society. Is that enough? Keep reading this fast-paced story, dripping with stark realism, which would seem unbelievable!

Happy reading!

Balroop Singh.

Have you checked  Fusion – my latest release?

Thanks to all the readers for their lovely support and reviews of Fusion.

The Lady of the Snows #Ekphrastic #Poetry

Boughton, George Henry; The Lady of the Snows; Walker Art Gallery; http://www.artuk.org/artworks/the-lady-of-the-snows-97671

This week Colleen ‘s #TankaTuesday challenge explores Ekphrastic poetry, inspired by the work of art. We have the freedom to write free verse but then write one syllabic poem too.

The Lady of the Snows

Each morning 
when eastern rim glows pink, 
the lady of snow spreads her mittened hands, 
cedes her power and walks across the river, flowing leisurely.

She tarries just a second
to shake off the snowflakes from her attire,
to gather the beams of morning sun,
to savor the silence of winter morn, 
to borrow beauty from mother nature.

Alone she walks with élan
across the bridge, beyond the era
Lilting with life.  
Taciturn by nature, 
with tranquil transition in her eyes, 
she breathes a message of giving, 
giving all that you gather.

© Balroop Singh

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paragon of poise
image of Mother Nature
breathing buoyancy

© Balroop Singh

Thank you.

For more poetry: click here to hear Magical Whispers

Or hang out with  Hues Of Hope 

One More Time…

Image from Pixaby

Here the stream is so calm
As if halted by the bridge.

Here the water is emerald
As if painted by an artist.

Here the leaves are glossy green
As if polished by Mother Nature.

Here the ways are velvety
As if designed by fairies.

Here the clouds take a dip
As if swimming with us.

Here the wind sings its melodies
As if inspired by Zephyrus.

Here we meet our memories
Each one is most precious!

Here is the old tree
Its arms are as inviting as ever.

We look up wistfully
Yearning to swing on them one more time.

The birds are singing the same song
That soothed us everyday.

We try to sing with them
But our songs sound discordant now.
© Balroop Singh

Thank you.

If you like nature poetry: click here to hear Magical Whispers

Here is my latest release  Hues Of Hope 

Colleen’s Ekphrastic #PhotoPrompt

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA:  Trent McDonald, photographer

I embody desires
My power can never be calmed
I breathe moments
That flow through timeless terrain
To add glory to wilderness.

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I race like thoughts
Yet I could calm a myriad mind
I heal without words
Hopes crumble into me 
To create a balm for souls.

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Thanks to Colleen and Trent for the inspiration.

Do you like nature poetry? Hear the whispers…

Check my latest book: Magical Whispers

Book Review: Magical Whispers by Balroop Singh

Thanks to Lauren for an admirable review of my latest collection of poetry – Magical Whispers.

Lauren Scott, Author's avatarBaydreamer Writes ~ Lauren Scott, Author & Poet

My 5-star review:

I have been a fan of Balroop Singh’s poetry for many years now. She has a magical way of weaving words together that mesmerize and inspire, which explains the spot-on title for her new poetry collection, Magical Whispers.

This beautiful edition is divided into two segments: Magical Whispers and Whispers of Life. The first segment effortlessly captivates as we read verses that truly convey Singh’s love and connection to Mother Nature. Since I am an avid hiker and backpacker, I resonate fully with each line and image the author paints with her enchanting poetic style. The poems that stand out for me are Stream Whispers, Celestial Lake, Love is Love, and Whispers of Soul.

The second segment touches on various components of life such as: love, dreams, sorrow, fear, and perseverance. Singh’s character holds a strong conviction that although life may be full of shadows, light always…

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