Transitions #Poetry Challenge

Pixaby images

colors
rock our cradle
we are bubbles of joy
life sounds sublime initially
carefree!

yellow 
and green mingle
to welcome the first steps
butterflies add charm and magic
gleeful!

 crimson
flutters young hearts
new passion reigns supreme
love gets a new connotation
blissful!

Darker 
shades permeate
Black and gray dominate
Shadows hover around to scare
eerie.

ashen 
and pale jolt us
but life keeps on smiling
if we let the woeful clouds pass
souls merge.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen for a weekly TankaTuesday challenge, which asks for any syllabic form based on the theme prompt. This week’s theme is “Transitions.” I’ve again tried a new form of poetry.
This poem is a Crown Cinquain, five stanzas, each with syllable count of 2/4/6/8/2.
Thanks for the inspiration Colleen.

For more poetry: click here to hear Magical Whispers

Have you checked my latest release? – Slivers: Chiseled Poetry

#Photoprompt #Shadorma #Poetry Challenge

Photo selected by D. Wallace Peach from Pixaby.com

cameras
around the time frame
scan your face,
instruct you
they speak just in syllables
magic portal yawns

red door opens
just for a second
wide enough 
to push you
a dark capsule swallows
sky and earth merge here

a new realm 
inequalities
of all kinds
melt at once
liquid pours perpetually
a preordained drowning!
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen M. Chesebro for #TankaTuesday weekly poetry challenge to nudge some creative writing.

For more poetry: click here to hear Magical Whispers

Have you checked my latest release? – Slivers: Chiseled Poetry

#TankaTuesday #Poetry Challenge

Pixaby image

Vintage Vibes

Drenched in the delight of love that grows with time, taking an inspiration from lingering shadows of the gnarled branches, they walk despite the slippery road of life. They find solace in togetherness and new promises.

snowy path threatens,
scares, yet we walk forward
enticed by the glow 
that dances with promises, 
old stories infuse new life

© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen Chesebro for Weekly Poetry Challenge. This week’s form is tanka prose. There are two basic forms in classic tanka prose: Preface (explanation) and the Poem Tale (episodic narration.)

If you like poetry: click here to hear Magical Whispers

Have you checked my latest release? – Slivers: Chiseled Poetry

Tyranny of Time

Today, I am trying a new form of poetry.

#Shardoma is a new form for me, as I have never tried to write it. Here are three of them (my first experiment) but all credit goes to Colleen’s Tuesday Poetry Challenge #Poet’s choice, which inspires “to experiment with freestyle poetry, as long as you also add a syllabic form to your poem.” 

Image from: Pixaby

In a crowd 
searching for someone 
Didn’t know who! 
Mute faces  
wondering: why are we here? 
Trapped by conditions

Narrow paths
Resounding chaos
Strange echoes
No outlet
to escape the tyranny 
of time that stood still

Glow of light
A sliver of hope
for millions
Fragmented
by self-centered autocrats
to prove their power

© Balroop Singh

Thank you for the inspiration Colleen. 

For more poetry: click here to hear Magical Whispers

Have you checked my latest release? – Slivers: Chiseled Poetry

 

Book review

Every month, I read and review one ‘Amazon first read’ but have never shared the reviews here despite some fabulous books that I’ve read. This month I happened to pick up a book, which I would like to talk about, as it comments on the most relevant topic – a disturbing fact that nobody likes to discuss.

Before I share my review of the book, I would like to quote a few lines from William Blake’s poem ‘The Little Black Boy,’ written in 1789:

My mother bore me in the southern wild,
And I am black, but O! my soul is white;
……. 

My mother taught me underneath a tree 
And sitting down before the heat of day,
She took me on her lap and kissed me,
And pointing to the east began to say. 

Look on the rising sun: there God does live 
And gives his light, and gives his heat away. 
And flowers and trees and beasts and men receive
Comfort in morning joy in the noonday.
……Read full poem

Sadly, little seems to have changed!!

Under Color of Law (Trevor Finnegan, #1) by Aaron Philip Clark is a chilling and riveting account of the plight of black recruits and officers, so reminiscent of recent protests against the police department. This is an inside story of what goes behind the scene, an eye-opener about how some officers are brutal enough to indulge in violent means to eliminate those they don’t like. This fictional story smacks of stark realism, often brushed aside in connection with the high-handedness of cops.

Trevor joins LAPD (Los Angeles Police Department) with dreams of becoming a top-ranking officer and doesn’t give an ear to his father’s warnings that the system is rotten. He is ready to take all the pressure and has to lock horns with the corrupt and selfish persons around him. Does he succeed? Could he get justice for Brandon whose body has been found with no clues? Clark’s power-packed style of writing keeps you turning the pages and my heart sank with each development. I could feel the pain, the frustration, the yearning and the hope of Trevor who refuses to give up.

Clark’s characters are believable, crafted with incisive detail as if he has met them. Trevor’s confidence, determination and resilience shines through out the story. Joey Garcia and Boston Walsh have been handled brilliantly but it is Trevor’s relationship with Sarada that adds a touch of tenderness to the story. The book remains inconclusive but I could understand that the issues that have been raised can’t be resolved in a day and it would take years to see the change of attitudes. I would eagerly look forward to the next book in the series. Highly recommended!

Balroop Singh.