Post-vicennial
This is the
poem which will cover twelve thousand kilometres with its mad dash.
The hurdles will fall off the edge, insignificant in its sweeping shadow.
The wait will be a curling wisp of smoke waving to its successor, the shared air
between us.
We will let it go, this prisoner when we finally hold each other, fill the body
blanks, seal soul hollows and level spirit erosions.
Only then will we let this poem go free to write itself in the aftermath of a
rectified regret.
The Blue Pillow
Broad, a
dependable shoulder to sniffle into on sodden evenings.
Firm enough to comfort a soft, malleable sorrow.
Mimicking faintly, the warmth of a lover's entwined frame yet insipid
-a cotton cloud being itself
I use it to rehearse an unknown, awaited reunion scene.
It cooperates, acting admirably as the concrete form of an absence.
Fences and Flowers
The permanent and the not
You hoe the bed
When the cold goes, white flowers arrive.
Roots reach down easing the earth's hold
Firmer you say the forbidden words, the flimsier I feel.
Love is a
whorl shaped trough for my petals have broken out of rings, bleeding bolder
words to pull you by the lapels
The roses hit up, their immediacy a weapon to scent your thoughts
while you bed the hoe
smiling at the coincidence.
Reena R/Prasad is a poet/writer from India, currently living in Sharjah (United Arab Emirates). Her poems have been published in several anthologies and journals. She is the Destiny Poets UK's Poet of the year for 2014 and one of the editors of The Significant Anthology released in July 2015. She won awards at ‘World Union Of Poet’s’ poetry competition, 2016 and at "As You Like It International Poetry Contest’. She won the Reuel International Prize for poetry, 2018.
Loved the poems, loved the line they concrete form of an absence’
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ReplyDeleteVery good ones. Really appreciable.
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