scattered in sand
embers of a saltwood fire
face to face with stars
~
bright red still smoldering hot
touch not, but savor the warmth
* The challenge was to compose the Tan Renga: I have written the second stanza in order to do so. The first stanza is by the poet Jane Reichhold.
* Written in response of Carpe Diem’s Tan Renga Challenge.
The evolution of a being
from the childhood’s reverie
to a grown up’s veracity
from the glimmer of the stars
to the blaze of the sun
from a small injury
to a large gaping wound
from an innocent vision
to a gruesome deed
from the world of truth
to the universe of tall tales
from a fresh water lake
to the ever salty ocean
from the protection of the nest
to the vast lonely sky
from a seed that is sown
to a pest infected plant
from the drop of nectar
to an urn of venom,
the evolution of an infant
to a grown up soul
tarnished by world
shaded by emotions
from the afternoon nap
to the insomniac nights
from the playful toys
to the killer weapons,
there is an evolution
a real evolution
of a spirit as he turns
from a joyful mirth
to an evil sneer in the end.
* Written in response of Theme Thursday Writing Prompt.
the moment the impalpable fruit comes up on the horizon
the nightly spots of light attract me, asking me to fade away with them that time
the choice is mine whether-
I want to be a seed of the sweet rising fruit or
the shine of the fading spots of night light.
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