by Prasanta | Apr 15, 2015 | Poetry
Pouring chords in the wind float fill the soul words and notes drown empty spaces soak like nothing else a dry, withering, empty, cracked ground needs water, replenishing, a pouring to sprout shoots, seedlings, full with the promise of fruit, and...
by Prasanta | Apr 11, 2015 | Hope, Poetry, Spring
Waiting White bell-shaped blooms bend slightly Paying homage to depths beneath Crisp grass forged upward Through a deep darkness By a cataclysmic split Of a tiny seed The ground brims With tiny creatures wiggling Rummaging about the vastness Of open space, displaced...
by Prasanta | Apr 3, 2015 | Poetry, Resurrection, Song Lyrics
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded Author (attributed to)- Bernard of Clairvaux; Translator from Latin to German – Paul Gerhardt; Translator into English – James W. Alexander (1830) Tune: PASSION CHORALE (Hassler) O sacred Head, now wounded with grief and shame...
by Prasanta | Jan 3, 2015 | Poetry
A New Year’s Poem by Alfred, Lord Tennyson (1809-1892) Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light; The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across...
by Prasanta | Nov 21, 2014 | Poetry, Truth
A firm place For stubbing toe and A soft place To lay head… Bewitched paradoxed ground with Reeds not bowed by wind. * * Sharing with Jennifer at #TellHisStory and Lyli at Thought-Provoking...
by Prasanta | Oct 12, 2014 | Poetry, Prayer
Midnight Prayer It is not simply For evening breeze, Dark pond, lustrous inky Sky, hum of crickets, Cool grass, evensong Of creatures, that she Emerges. It is the lure Of soul awakening, Nudging, prodding, Drawing her into depths Visible only at night. She Roams...
by Prasanta | Sep 22, 2014 | Poetry
Caroline She threw her pearls like water, a chain of droplets Stuck in a moment of time Caught by the next passerby, the next wave of sunshine Don’t pause for a second because then the parade will have passed. This she knew, all too well. She swung her dress,...
by Prasanta | Aug 15, 2014 | Poetry
Fried Green Tomato Heart The outside, crispy, fried, like onion ring The inside, tangy meat and juicy sweet Dinner fare of southern peasant and king All, at dignity’s table, dine and meet Cloth-covered picnic tables, drink wine, sing Raise arms, clink cups, spin...
by Prasanta | Aug 11, 2014 | Poetry
Unclaimed Dreadful when green waters Expel their contents, spewing Onto fields nearby, Curled in fetal position– Failure Forsaken in passionate youth, Or anytime– Untidy. The sun shone It always does– Illuminating innocent faces Waiting in...
by Prasanta | Aug 7, 2014 | Poetry
Casting Watching waves crest and sink Surfing down summer’s summit They cast time-worn nets Catch fleeting dreams before they slip and enfold into deep waters– Before they meld into sandy shore Pulling out enough for the current day They sift through the...
