May I call you “Silky Smoky Sky?”
You may be booked for murder.
Whoa! Murder of what?
Murder of poetry.
It’s a Sunday, dear. I gotta do something. How about “Silky Smoky Sky, on a Sulky Sunday?”
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Sunday Photo
Tag: clouds
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Poem – Of Death, and Life
Of death, and life
death?
an image,
of what would be
(or could be).
a projection of the mind.
life?
in the face, against the skin
the raw fact, pulsating
buzz…
the real.
life is
a struggle.
life has to be earned -
each day.
making choices,
reviewing old ones.
newborn's first cry!
the urgency, the hunger,
with which we arrive.
Life&Death is -
a daily affair.
let the meaningful live.
let the pointless die.
each day.
each moment.
this very moment.
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A Slice of Sky
“Hey, what will you have with tea?”
“A slice of sky, with vanilla cream.”
“Okey dokey!”
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Western disturbance
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Let it Snow!
Almost two hundred kilometers from my home, in the Himalayan mountains, it snowed last night. Then, chilling winds lopped off some snow and scattered it right across the skies of my town.
This scene reminded me of the song “Let It Snow,” written by Sammy Cahn and Jule Styne.
First few lines of the song:
Oh, the weather outside is frightful
But the fire is so delightful
Since we’ve no place to go
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow
[for the full song, click below] https://www.lyrics.com/lyric/32087955/Sammy+Cahn
I like the song but, this moment, don’t share the sentiment. Chilly winters have overstayed – I hope warm days arrive soon.