The time lingers

The time lingers
between the passing autumn and the coming snow.
Branches are busy shaking off the splendour
of the traces of spring and summer glow.
None will come and none will go.
Here a silence reigns.
The trees are listening, straining to hear
the reflection and shadow.
Soon sheets of ice, treacherous, thin,
will cover the landscape and stop the flow.
Winter and ice and a frozen stream
are dangerous beyond the wildest dream,
the dream of the sunshine lost

Sushama Karnik
20 September 2020

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15 hours ago

 

Paper Boats In Rain

Pages torn off the books of fairy tales,
of bridges built over waters,
of brides and bridegrooms,
and marriages hasty but ending happily ever after,
were what the paper boats made of.
And clouds drawn out of the doodles
with blades, carved over the school desktops,
seasons of rains and snowflake trailed behind.
So many were the trials and and so many endings happy and sad.
The paper boats went off sailing in rain
with the tales of the souls
who unfazed by the broken paths sought the waterways.

Sushama Karnik
4 Sept. 2020

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4 days ago