Sunday, June 28, 2009

wrath of nature

nature toys with us
I ask for rains-
blue or otherwise

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my lines have stopped raining
words dried out in the heat
I TOY WITH BLUE BLANKNESS
induced by wordy heat
raining words are a dream now

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When twilight rains blue light,dry scattered dust toys with heavily humid air.
Grey moon grimaces, wishing for a cloud to hide her facade behind it.
Finding none, she shrivels and shuts herself in and disappears after days.

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My muse died in this heat. So I can't think of anything other than the above short verse.

36 comments:

Michelle Johnson said...

Main thing is you tried to keep writing. Never lose momentum. Good effort. Hope all is well.

Takakow said...

when hot
stick head in ice box
or wear crushed ice under hat
words sometimes form
like condensation

Love nad Energy
Takakow

p.s heavy fog and rain in Victoria this evening

AD said...

whaooo kool!


Toys vs. Heart

linda may said...

Oh we have tha6t here in Summer too most uncomfortable isn't it. I hope you get some rain to cool you and that it does not turn straight to steam.

Geraldine said...

Nature does toy with us at times...
I agree with Michelle, good effort Gautami with this wonderful prompt.

Greyscale Territory said...

And we are living in Winter worlds here in Australia, minus snow ~ except in the high country. And rain hangs with potential right now but not reality.

A poem heavy with tired feeling!

anthonynorth said...

Just keep writing, girl, keep writing.

Dee Martin said...

It's lovely Gautami. Hope you find some cool shade to hide from the heat in :)

RBroeker said...

I like the idea of combining rain/heat and words/writing. Impressive.

Best wishes
Ralf

fourwindshaiga said...

Love the first one, and had to laugh- I have been complaining lately of too much rain.

lissa said...

love the second one - blue blankness - great combo

Lorraine said...

Pretty awesome as it is...would you like a cold breeze sent to you,? :)

Luther James Spells said...

Twisting and turning my mind. Excellent.

Nana said...

I like the twist on the prompt :-)

dsnake1 said...

it's hot here too, and it's getting worse..:(

Jeeves said...

Last one os my fav...

sage said...

i like the last one! You should write early in the day--I, too, don't like hot and humid

Tumblewords: said...

Clever to use all the prompts - this post is finely tuned!

Fledgling Poet said...

Wow...I think your muse is hanging out with you even though you don't know it! Those were wonderful, especially the second one.

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Sylvia said...

Dear Gautami, don't loose that beautiful water drops inside your mind. I guess there's always a time when pain seems to fold everything and words don't come out of our minds. I had a time like this when I lost a dear, dear friend. I thought that I had lost the ability to write and to create. It lasted for a long time. But keep trying, keep those words flowing, because after all, it is such a relief to write and some of the most beautiful works blossom from tears (tears of pain, tears of joy). Very meaningful, your poems; though short, how intensely the feeling shines through!

Jim said...

Hi Gautami, I believe your 'departed muse' is hiding in these short and dry lines. It's very nice, I like the idea of the hiding moon. :-)
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SandyCarlson said...

Nature seems to do exactly that. And in those dry spells we rest and wait for more!

rosey said...

You did great, muse or no muse!

kuz09 said...

Rain has stopped
Rainbow variegated appear there
Se and lost time!

Tammy said...

For dried up words in heat you crafted them with style. Hard on me to type in this heat!

Sue said...

I too lived for many years in a place where the rains stopped completely for many months -- I remember that dry waiting.

j. andrew lockhart said...

I so much know how you feel! It's been miserable here. Nice tonight, but I'm still tired from it. That's why I've been so out of touch with everyone for weeks.

Kerrie said...

I love your poetry Gautami

Leo said...

heat or not, u kept writing... that counts! :)

i liked the second effort best of the three...
it showed the heat playing with ur muse...

Blue Rains

gabrielle said...

drought. sags between your breath and the static night air. soon to be monsoon. for now find underground coolness

Susan Helene Gottfried said...

It'll break sooner or later. The heat. And the muse will return.

Hang in there.

Andy Sewina said...

Hi Gautami, sorry I've not been around lately, the heat has been getting to me too!

Love your poetry <3

one more believer said...

blue blankness... like that...

ThomG said...

I like it.

The Dark Lord said...

Beautiful words from you, as usual!
The muse may have died temporarily, but it sure hasn't lost any of its' brilliance!