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“There’s such a fragile, thin veneer of illusion between the words “together” and “alone”.”
― Bradley Somer, Fishbowl
Life in a Fishbowl
Feeling glamourous
Standing tall
In this tiny fishbowl
I call home
Not so average
These see-through walls
Like a giant peep hole
In the twilight zone
Needing some leverage
I built a space small
Where my tired soul
Had time for its own
Now the damage
Of this famous ball
Is under control
And I, am finally, alone
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“Alone we can do so little;
together we can do so much”
Helen Keller
Hanging Together
Together, on this branch
Together, we all dance
Together, by chance
Together, has an advance
Together, us unlikely plants
Together, we will cause
The biggest avalanche…
…Well, at least, that’s the plan!
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“The purest and most thoughtful minds are those which love colour the most”
John Ruskin
Colourful, aren’t We?
There can never be
Too much of colour
Bringing out, the best in me
As I out loud holler
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“I know that if odour were visible, as colour is,
I’d see the summer garden in rainbow clouds”
Robert Bridges
Colour in the Shadows
There it lurks
In the deep dark shadows
Soon bursting out, in fireworks
In one big colourful pose
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“Green was the silence, wet was the light,
the month of June trembled like a butterfly.”
― Pablo Neruda
Christmas in Summer
It’s almost, like Christmas
In the month of June
Nature, ever so fearless
When summer, came so soon
Reds and greens
Pretty, in every scene
Something, unseen
On this, widest of screens
Is it live or memorex?
It’s as good, as any guess
But wouldn’t settle, for less
After all, the winter was, a big mess
Enjoy it, while it lasts
For this season, too, will pass
And if there is any chance
Record it all, en mass
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“What is one to say about June, the time of perfect young summer,
the fulfillment of the promise of the earlier months,
and with as yet no sign to remind one that its fresh young beauty will ever fade”
Gertrude Jekyll
Lazy Days
Sunshine and lazy days
Warmth resting, on my face
Time going, at a slower pace
Hoping, summer, forever stays
Even, if it’s just a window view
Or a perfect image, someone drew
Still, this picture, may just come true
And then, I’ll wear my summer shoes
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“Poetry is just the evidence of life.
If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash.
― Leonard Cohen
What, is Poetry?
What, is poetry?
A bird singing in the trees
A child playing in the streets
A loved one being seen
What, is poetry?
Rain fall, on a summer’s day
A relative, who came to stay
A new kitten, hard at play
What, is poetry?
A new shiny handbag
A day of feeling sad
Good company, in your tiny flat
What, is poetry?
A shadow on the wall at night
A choice to leave from a fight
Someone’s whisper, of a word of kind
What, is poetry?
A fading memory, making you smile
An old song, making you want to jive
A co-worker, giving you a high five
What, is poetry?
A beautiful display, outside the window
A messy hair, where the wind blows
Success, when you finally learnt to sow
What, is poetry?
Simply life,
With a touch of strife
And whether you choose, to smile
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“Solitary trees, if they grow at all, grow strong”
Winston Churchill
Solitary
One solitary flower
Still had the power
To grow
Against the odds
Between a rock
And the hard place
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“Solitary trees, if they grow at all, grow strong”
Winston Churchill
Solitary
Sitting pretty
Feeling gritty
In the middle of the city
The tiny yellow flower
That could
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“Solitary trees, if they grow at all, grow strong”
Winston Churchill
Solitary
A solitary sun
Lighting up the blue sky
A solitary tree
Growing in the back yard
A solitary leaf
Turning green
With the other solitary leaves
Rantings Of A Third Kind 