Sunday, January 17, 2010

Shorter poems

Pale Ones
Pecking of a bird
to a guava

a bird mesmerizes with
nibbling fancy.

His peck
may lead to the fall
with a thud.

Seeds will spread

in the grassy land
and new plants are to sprout soon.

Within times,
there will be some guavas
on the branches
hanging as golden jewel
so ripe and mellow.

So are many birds
to peck the pale ones.

All that Wonder

Sprouting shoots
snow's grappling loose
under sunny marks.

Waspy clouds
overpouring with jewels
pulling rocks.

lightening in the meadow --
December's hidden purple
in the dry ivy.

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