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Lilac Love we adorejuicy wildflowerspure, untouchedlilac loveencompassed by green coversheer serenity© Balroop Singh Thanks to Robbie for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. A Shadorma consists of a six-line stanza (or sestet). Each stanza is… More

Poetry attracts me like a honey bee to flowers. Whenever I come across a poetry book, I binge read it. I will not say all of them turn out to be magnificent but I always… More

Last year, I didn’t post any reviews here though I had read a few books that I wanted to highlight. I was drifting into darkest corridors, writing only when I felt like crying my heart… More

New Dawn Dawn dissipates darknessAn ocean within me turns.Traipsing on the waves of hopeI hold the strings of a new day. It’s time to embrace the dawn,Hold the glow in my heartLet the light seep… More

It’s the time to wrap the cloudsaround my shoulders –A veil of darkness andits chilly tremors persist. Light laden sky opens upa wondrous canvas.Colors merge around the sundescending down for the day. Shadows of time… More

This week, the challenge is given by an accomplished poet, Willow. She wants the poet to choose a piece of music and “write a syllabic poem about how the music either makes you feel or… More

like an unmoored boat, I driftto soothe my fragmented nervesyour vows echo around mebut rogue waves threaten ***  I hold my head high to see a shadow that follows mea wonderful illusionthat keeps me alive ***… More

This week, Colleen’s innovative challenge is to write Witch’s Brew Poetry for Halloween. Halloween Fun Two?No! ten‘Fun Friends’ planto meet beforethe get together. collect fifty feathersone for each guest, round and roundthey boogie around the cauldronstirring… More

Thank you so much, Sally for such a heart-felt review of my latest poetry – ‘Just One Goodbye.’ I love how you say it… “Grief is the price we pay for loving so deeply.” So… More

shore serenitysilent whispers evoke thoughtswaves caress my toeslow tide speaks in syllableshurtling down memory lane. *** memories numb meswallowed by the tide of timeI study each waveand step into the glum seato sail on its… More