Friday, November 25, 2016

Headless flowers


[pic:Aeshna]


(1)
Headless flowers
An alien perspective
Beauty unadulterated

-aeshna

(2)
Countless tricks
In the hat of Nature
A paraphernalia of wonder
Her boundless treasure.

-cvs


Whatever there be of progress in life comes not through adaptation but through daring, through obeying the blind urge. - Henry Miller

Wednesday, November 23, 2016

All weather shoes

 

Among the hues of water
I find peace -a transient paradise...
Shadows linger


Under tiny  shade
Back  pushed against the wall.
Some rains one can't escape
    


Sunday, November 20, 2016

Silver Toys


The Sundance blinds
me with its consistent,
relentless, ruthless
brilliance.

As dusk descends
upon the pond,
the globe of gold gives
way to the one of silver.
The fire is tempered
with every reflection.
Every
shimmering ripple is
interspersed with
obscurity.
One getting dimmer,
and the other darker
as dawn approaches.

As dawn approaches, my eye
doesn’t get blinded
anymore
by the firescape.
Neither does my skin burn.
The brilliance, now, ignites
the here & now,
reducing me to a child.

The child is my guide;
the moon,
its favourite toy.

-aeshna, 2016




pic: Juja, Kenya (cvs)

Whatever there be of progress in life comes not through adaptation but through daring, through obeying the blind urge. - Henry Miller