Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Friday, January 29, 2021

Growing Up

You join dots that glint like the tips of a tantrum

to form alphabets that are onesies dangling

from pink plastic clips of lisped words   

fluttering into sentences like shape shifting wind

settling into a sepia memory like winged butterflies

on a flower.

 

Can we spend some more time, here, together?


~ In response to the Peter's Prompt at dVerse

Thursday, January 28, 2021

Turning within

watch the mind for five seconds,

watch it watching itself

like an alert sentinel

realisation pierces through

the parallax of demands like a diamond cutter

shredding   shearing the flab   flak

of the unwanted  the unneeded  

convoluted ingrained patterns of

thinking    thoughts

the residue of purity   unadulterated consciousness

decants into a moment of

meaning that spotlights existence

and everything becomes clear

sharp like the crackle of fire


~Written in response to the Brendan's Earthweal Weekly Challenge : Deep Time

Tuesday, January 26, 2021

Transience

The glitter of gold is questioned

Groupthink has had its say      

 

One invisible living atom quietens

The uproar of invincible economies   

 

Honesty is looked upon as a hydra-headed handicap

And values morph into gibberish fit for the sidelines

                                            

Although nothing is a surprise anymore

Nothing is a mystery

 

Hope remains 

That kindness will prevail

That gentleness will proceed to work out a way

That rules will be followed and roles will be respected

While acknowledging the transience of

Perishable life in a scarfed paradise


~Written in response to the prompt Writers' Pantry #54: New Dawn at Poets and Storytellers United

 

 

Monday, January 25, 2021

Green

Gentle rustling leaves    echo

A strewn pebble   white round smooth

The blue river     gurgles below

The tall sky sparkles    evening glow

 

I will walk this way   later    again

In the quietness    of an interlude

To touch     the scent green     see

To belong    to be      


~Written in response to the dVerse Prompt by Lisa  

Saturday, December 5, 2020

A new poem at Mothers Always Write

Mothers Always Write is a magazine that I have always admired and read regularly. Happy to share that a poem that I have written - 'One Step at a Time' has been published. Here it is: https://mothersalwayswrite.com/one-step-at-a-time/

Sunday, October 4, 2020

Buddhist Poetry Review

 My poem titled 'The Destination' has been published in Buddhist Poetry Review. You can read it here at https://www.buddhistpoetryreview.org/archive/vol-three-issue-three/preeth-ganapathy 

Saturday, September 26, 2020

Two Poems and a piece of micro fiction

Hello,

Happy to share with you a couple of my recent publishing successes.

Willawaw Journal published a poem that I had written - 'The Flourescent Orange Swimsuit' in their Fall Issue. You can read it here - http://willawawjournal.com/category/journal/fall-2020-issue-10/page/3/

A piece of micro fiction that I wrote was published in one of my favourite magazine - 101Words.org. https://101words.org/divine-justice/

A poem that I had written in response to their prompt - 'Figures on a landscape' by Bertram Booker has been published in The Ekphrastic Review. It's up at https://www.ekphrastic.net/ekphrastic/ekphrastic-writing-responses-bertram-brooker.

Happy writing! Happy reading!

Friday, August 21, 2020

In this blog post, I share with you a couple of my pieces that got published recently. 

First up, another of my ten word stories found a home at Potato Soup Journal:

http://potatosoupjournal.com/how-she-fell-in-love-with-him-by-preeth-ganapathy/


A poem that I had written in response to their monthly prompt has been published in Visual Verse Magazine :

https://visualverse.org/submissions/cerulean-freedom/


A piece of prose that I had written for the Prose 500 contest organised by Wordweavers has been selected under their 'featured' category.

https://www.wordweavers.in/2020/08/prose-500-2020-winners-featured-writers.html


Happy writing, happy living!  

Monday, August 3, 2020

Voices on the Wind

Happy to share that two of my poems – ‘Family History’ and ‘The Taj Mahal’ have been published in Voices on the Wind Poetry Journal.

You can read them at http://www.voicesonthewind.net/family82.html and http://www.voicesonthewind.net/taj82.html


Sunday, July 26, 2020

Winner of Wilda Morris's July 2020 Poetry Challenge

Happy to share that an acrostic poem that I penned for my mother has been chosen as the winner of Wilda Morris's July 2020 Poetry Challenge.

You can read it here:


Monday, March 30, 2020

Limitations

Smooth, suave, slick
That is the new magician in town
The wand with his wrist that he does flick
An ace always ready up his sleeve
Expressions fit to be captured by a click
When he makes the Taj Mahal disappear
He says it is all in the legerdemain and a trick
And that is why people should watch him in action!

But no amount of earthly magic
Can bring back squandered time
Or lost lives
Or words that have been uttered
Or unravel the spiral of vicious actions
Nor can it make a man
Disappear from the door of death
Acts that can be performed only by the sleight of divine hand.

Copyright © 2020 Preeth Ganapathy

Word Prompt : slick
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2020/03/30/rdp-monday-slick/

Saturday, March 28, 2020

A prayer

 Clothed in the fuzziness of the warm morning Sun as
The day careens into a waltz to the beats of the song
Sung by a collage of the myriad visions that strikes a match of inspiration 
The heart is filled with fresh hope,
fresh as the sound of the cuckoo
Travelling from glade to glade
And a head that brims with ideas to
Bring the heaven docked up in the stratus
down to terra firma
And hands that wish to mould and re-mould
The sculpture until it becomes a blueprint
Of what You envisioned it to be
My dear Lord, let this be the habitat
That I live in for as long as I live.


Copyright © 2020 Preeth Ganapathy


Ragtag Daily word prompt : Habitat

Thursday, March 26, 2020

The elusive silence


There is an intertwining relationship between silence and creativity in my life. I can create only when it is silent and quiet. Any noise and distraction seems to dispel the slightest whisper of new ideas from my mind. In such situations, I usually just hold onto my ideas like as if I were meditating, and wait for the hubbub to settle down before I begin writing.   

The fast paced beats
Of the blaring music
Incarcerates the ears
Leaving the mind with little elbow room
To nudge around its creative muscles

I stop fighting and decide to
Drift along with the flow-
Waiting patiently for the song to end
So I can finally write something in
The quiet interlude that will follow.

Copyright © 2020 Preeth Ganapathy 


Lessons in Staying ahead

We try to tame nature, try to attach a meaning to her actions and find a solution to the puzzles she throws at us, but we are unsuccessful each time. She always has the better of us, each time.



Each generation
Thinks that it has
Unraveled
The mysteries of
Countless branches of science
In its efforts to inch closer to the truth

But no amount of
Deciphering, decoding and discovering
Can make us ready
To deal with the stock of surprises
That nature has in her quiver

She comes with a new conundrum each time.
One step ahead of us. Always.


Copyright © 2020 Preeth Ganapathy

Word Prompts :
Countless Branches - RDP
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2020/03/26/ragtag-daily-prompt-thursday/
Amount - FOWC
https://fivedotoh.com/2020/03/26/fowc-with-fandango-amount/

Everyday instances of scrying

You don't really need to go to a clairvoyant to scry, we do it in our everyday lives too. And not just us, the animal kingdom is replete with examples of divination.


The kingfisher peers into
The orb of the blue pond
Looking for fish

The weatherman gazes at the sky
And predicts heavy
Rainfall

I stare into your eyes
And try to magically decipher
The thoughts floating in your mind

Copyright © 2020 Preeth Ganapathy

Ragtag daily word prompt : SCRY
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2020/03/25/rdp-wednesday-scry/

Lockdown Triolet

With the 21 day lockdown period starting in India, there are cases where rules are flouted and instructions are not adhered to. People going for morning and evening walks, vehicles commuting along roads every other second are a few common examples. This short poem(triolet) is inspired by one such instance. 
Can you hear the engine revving
       Up the deserted road, puffing with all its might
I want to ask the driver,” Where do you think you are going?”
       Can you hear the engine revving
In sometime, I presume, he would be quietly withdrawing
       But still, this is supposed to be complete lockdown, right?
Can you hear the engine revving
       Up the deserted road, puffing with all its might

Copyright © 2020 Preeth Ganapathy

Tuesday, March 24, 2020

Delicate


New born fingers that curl around a mother’s
Dew drop fresh on a blade of green grass 
Touch of soft muslin on the skin
Unspoken equations in a relationship
Damage wreaked by angry words
Space occupied by love in the heart
The thread that connects the body to the soul
The thin veil between life and death.

This is my poem in response to the Ragtag daily word prompt: delicate
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2020/03/24/rdp-tuesday-delicate/