The Last Days of August

      … and so the day slips   the long mournings of trees last traces of gold     © prasanta  –  August 2018     “August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.” ― Sylvia...

April Snow (Haiku)

        Stifled, choked tendrils Ears strain toward greening silence April snow showers     © prasanta April 2018   Picture source: pixabay  ...

Flames of Fall (poem)

      Flames of Fall Reds and golds dripping The equinox dance begins Flames dying on land © prasanta September 2017     “Autumn carries more gold in its pocket than all the other seasons.” -Jim Bishop    ...

Awake

Awake (poem) nowhere safe—sunlight seeps, permeates crevices— deep corners awake     © prasanta 2/2017 * Picture taken on a hike in the Black Mountain, NC area. Black Mountain is part of the Appalachian Mountain Range extending from the Blue...

In Yellow Summer

In Yellow Summer Lilies reach skyward Yellow cranes, learning to fly Like growing children *** In summer, they frolic and laugh under the trees. The sunny yellow lilies sway tall; young souls are like the lilies, blooming in early summer’s youth, gentle and...