Tag Archives: nature

Alone with nature

Bliss at Kala Dungar
Kala Dungar, Kutch

Solitude gives birth to the original in us, to beauty unfamiliar and perilous – to poetry.
― Thomas Mann

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A blanket of clouds

Cloudy blanket
As the winter approaches, even the skies start weaving a blanket for themselves…

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Flower

Flower

each petal unfurls

hope blooms in the depths of heart

as the flowers smile

Also read  the dilemma of a flower in Birth of a flower

© Kiran Acharya (2016)

Wordless

Greens

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WPC: Earth

WPC: Earth

Keep close to Nature’s heart… and break clear away, once in awhile, and climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean.

-John Muir

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Vignette: Predawn

Dawn
Dawn

Predawn: a vignette

A little crow shattered the dusky silence. Perched on the edge of the roof, it tilted its beak towards the sky, and uttered a high-pitched caw. Its single silhouette against the sky resembled a weather vane.

Was it beckoning the other birds, or the sun, that was yet far below the horizon? Darkness still reigned, the twinkling stars providing a faint illumination. The biting cold of the night had calmed though it did give an occasional shiver.

The crow had company now. A lonely cuckoo started to sing. Its crow friends rattled, and grated. Sparrows cheeped from the nearby branches to join the conversation. A robin, and two pigeons cooed, not wanting to be left out. The crickets, that had taken a break, began chirping again.

The shrill twitters produced a symphonic tone with an incidental screeching tire adding to the din.

A rosebud opened a single petal and said, “I can’t sleep with the noise. Why are they yelling?”

A branch swayed as it exclaimed, “early risers and their morning song! Can’t they see it’s still night?”

Stifling a yawn, the leaf patted the pink bud. “Sweetie, ignore them. You wake when the first sun-ray calls you. Not a second before.”

The leaves rustled singing their own version of lullaby.

Confusion prevailed as the mischievous breeze played around mixing the sweet scent of the night with the fresh fragrance of the dawn.

In literature, a vignette is a short impressionistic scene/episode that focuses on one moment, or gives a snapshot of a character, idea or setting.

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Happy Gudi Padwa// Yugadi

Today is also the first day of the year according to the Hindu Calendar. A very happy, and a prosperous new year to all my readers. May this year bring you a lot of love, and joy.

Haiku

Haiku --waves

euphoric dancing

waves play tag with the seashore—

the rhythm of being

After writing poems during my school years, I had totally given up poetry. So, few of you might be wondering about my sudden change of heart. It’s the summer. The heat is becoming unbearable. And it’s just April. I don’t even want to think of May.

I’ve heard that attempting something you’ve never done before can cheer you up. So, here’s my first Haiku. It’s on my favourite topic—the sea. I’ll be happy if you offered honest criticism. Be blunt; you won’t offend me easily. 🙂

© K.A. Acharya

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**Haiku is a form of Japanese poetry which captures an image of nature, or a feeling. A traditional haiku consists of 17 onor (Japanese sound unit)in 3 lines. It’s English counterpart consists of 17 syllables in three lines—five in first and third, and seven in second.

Hues of the sky – 4

Sky--hues
Sunset sky

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Changing clouds

sky- dark
August Sky

“To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring.”

George Santayana

Sky-bright
September – Sky

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The evening sky

Evening sky

A pessimist sees only the dark side of the clouds, and mopes; a philosopher sees both sides, and shrugs; an optimist doesn’t see the clouds at all – he’s walking on them.

-Leonard Louis Levinson

I used to call myself an optimist. But then, I couldn’t have taken pictures of the clouds standing on them, could I? Blogging is turning me into a philosopher. *shrugs* (captures a picture before shrugging)  😉

Which type of person are you?

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