#Oxymoron #SyllabicPoetry #TankaTuesday #WDYS

Silent screams only Mother Nature hears
I walk the winter of life,
made warmer by dear friends.

***

Conflagration within calmed by thoughts
sorrow recedes for sometime
moments offer solace.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Robbie and Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. The challenge this week is to write a poem using the concept of an oxymoron. I’ve tried to write two Kimo to illustrate the meaning of oxymoron.

A Kimo poem is an Israeli form of haiku (untitled) that has three lines with a 10-7-6 syllable format and which does not rhyme.

Thanks to Sadje for #photoprompt #Whatdoyousee.
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Only the Light #WDYS

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Only the Light

The last train of the year has left
And I stand here,
surrounded by the mist
Emptiness within and around.

But I’ve no qualms, no apprehension.
Beyond the horizon,
I can see the light,
dotted with fluffy clouds;

Transmitting mute messages –
Dwell within us,
We offer eternal companionship
Of love and harmony.

And I wonder – 
Could paradise be any different?
The blue unknown offers
A thousand sanctuaries of inner peace.

No more trains for me
No worldly worries,
Only the light, lightly held by the moon
In moments that make memories.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for the inspiration #Whatdoyousee – 321

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When We Walked… #WDYS #PhotoPrompt

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When We Walked on the Railroad

What lay beyond was alluring
So we walked on the railroad track
Despite the warnings:
Mountains on the left,
River on the right,
A speeding train could knock us off!
But what lay beyond was irresistible.

Nothing deterred us
Uneven surfaces, narrow shoulder,
Only trees to hang on
if a hooting train comes
On the track we walked on.

We met many people
As adventurous as us,
Some with little children
on their shoulders,
Curious to see the beauty
of Mossbrae Falls,
Wondering
Why is there no better approach?

“Look out for the train -”
A refrain reverberated.
After a trek of forty five minutes
A breezy, soft spray of water
greeted us.

We saw the most stunning falls,
So different, falling like silvery ribbons.
Here, the river is shallow
Serenity seesaws with its rhythmic tone.

Mesmerized by
the symphony of surroundings
Enthralled by
the message of silent breeze
We embraced the magic of moments.

No train passed by
But wait, it did come minutes later
With its ear-shattering hooter
As we were walking toward the car parking.

Listed as the top attraction of Dunsmuir,
The access to Mossbrae Falls is officially closed now
Until a safe, legal trail is created.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for stirring memorable moments through the above image #Whatdoyousee – 313.

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Walking on rail track

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#TankaTuesday #WDYS #PoetryChallenge

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A Connection

Just One
treasured moment
when silence spoke to him
and I stood muted by his art
thinking
how colors merged in the water
each stroke – a masterpiece
one connection –
same dream.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Yvette and Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. The challenge this week is to focus on one impactful day. I chose to write a butterfly cinquain – 2-4-6-8-2-8-6-4-2.

Thank you Sadje for the challenge to respond to the image #Whatdoyousee – 307

Thank you for reading my poetry.

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#Poetry #WDYS #TankaTuesday

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hazy sky echoes
songs of our favorite haunt
silent love saunters
remnants evoke sighing sounds
muffled in the hues of time.

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hushed by static time
tea cups whisper our secrets
a long list of vows
only clouds could understand
the fury of our passion.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for the inspirational image #Whatdoyousee – 305

Thanks to Willow and Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. The challenge this week is to imagine a color, smell, sound, or image that triggers a memory. 

Thank you for reading my poetry.
Here is the Amazon link for my new poetry book.
For more poetry, hang out with  Hues Of Hope 
All the posts on my blog are created by me and are protected by copyright. It is strictly prohibited to use them to train AI technologies.