photography – My Tales Within

Why does the wind sing?

Rooted to their spots Swaying merrily in the wind Why does the wind sing?

It’s going to Pour

Dark clouds hang heavyThe green grass reflects reliefIt’s going to pour #haiku

In the rush of things The moment stops Somewhere between Earlier and later And that’s where There is no speed No expectations No comparison Nothing lesser or greater But there lies still the intent of motion And the sense of purpose The seed of every future a pure slice of the creator There lies theContinue reading “There lies the moment”

A live performance

She swoopedWith practiced ease perfect balanceperfect poise millions of eyes focussed on onewith precision and least noise Wings invisibletoo quick for the eyeskeeping it staticbefore the final dive Dipped in nectar nearest to blissyet sure of her purposeto fill up the hive A work of artdone as a routineand a performanceI saw it live

A reason to Smile

It has no reason to smile Yet it smiles for no reason

They can only be Purple

Some orange, some greenThe buds are yet to openThey flower purple

The feline bench #haiku

Yet I row

I am staticmy life is movingI see from my windowwhatever it shows I was youngI will be oldwhat changes I wonderas I grow I am not going anywhere I have reachedmy life is still movingwhich direction, I don’t know my boat is staticthe river flowsI know thatyet I row

Just a flight away #haiku

Wings wait on the postBlue sky waits beyond the cloudsJust a flight away

A lovely picture

Greens mingles with blueAdds a different colourA lovely picture Mix of cultures bring a tapestry of varied colours. A blend is always beautiful. Look forward for your thoughts on how a blend is better.