A Boat Ride
Through a narrow
tributary flowing down
Flanked by
rustling reeds on either side
The small boat
made its lonesome way
Carrying two
souls from all distractions
The current was
dotted here and there
With floating
masses of water hyacinths
With lavender
blossoms peeping through the green
That drifted to
and fro as the boat made its way
Pleating gentle
curls in the water’s swell
The boat moved,
carrying him and her
Gliding away
unhurried and unrushed
Over the heaving
crest of pure delight
As it entered
the river’s wider mouth
Waves began
lapping on the boat
And jets of
water splashing neck high
With cool
embrace, raising their spirits
Bobbing over
waves, they quietly watched
The cobalt sky
hugging the mountains far
Hills looming
large with clumps of trees
And their
foliage swaying in summer breeze
Before them the
river gallantly stretched along
As a flood of
fluid crystal, a current of liquid light
Expressing in
turn, the silent meditation of a sage
And the noisy ebullience
of a naughty kid
Leaving all
cares behind, on the sullen shores
Hearing the
lovely chanting of songbirds
Enjoying the
river’s shifting loveliness
The two entered
into the river’s inner heart
As the magic
moments mesmerized their senses
They knew they
had found a new love
A flower
suddenly blooming in the wild
Drifting them to
a world sans any fences!
A Free Gift After the Rain
Lo! A spectrum
of colours
in the misty
cerulean sky
God’s benevolent
gift
graciously
bestowed
after a light
drizzle
A rainbow-
nature’s lovely
poem
written on the
wide canvas
an arch spanning
the Earth and
the heavens
a painting
with colours
overlapping
warm in glow
radiant in
splendour
emanating light
triggering joy
staying amid
drifting clouds
waving at us in cheer
Life expands and
pulsates
eyes are raised
to a vision
grand
mind takes
flight
to Heaven’s
glory
a transient
reminder
of the beauty
promised for man
Oh eyes,
feast on this
celestial sight
this
scintillating spectral aura
and get drowned
in its magical
spell!
Hey, why not
ride upon the wind
To loot the pot
of gold hidden at its tip!
A Poem
As I wondered
what I should write
And floundered
in my own confusion
I thought – why
not write about poems
That set me
thinking what poems are
A poem could be
anything, we know.
At best, it is
distilled thoughts put into rhyme,
Or a moment
caught in time.
A window glimpse
into the world
An engrossing
passion’s ardent curl
A snap shot of
scenes from Nature- wild
Or a slice of
life, birth or death.
Sometimes it could be a yearning
Or an image long
hung on a pole
A thought turned
inside out
Or the emptying
of a mind about to spill
It could be the
liberation of a fancy
For long held in
thraldom
A gnawing pain,
long suppressed
Or a secret,
never divulged
As I pondered
over the subjects’ enormity
And a poem’s
vast scope,
I asked myself-
‘Why hesitate?’
Soon I felt a
stir inside,
My thoughts
broke loose
And a terrible
block lifted off my head
My silence
became audible
I embroidered
these thoughts
Into the pattern of a poem
Here it is
before you, have a look at it
Will it annoy
you or will you enjoy!
VALSA GEORGE
VALSA GEORGE is a retired
professor from Kerala. After her successful career as a teacher, she took to
poetry. She writes on a wide spectrum of topics spanning Nature, Love, Human
relations et al. She has authored over 1500 poems in varied poetic forms which
she regularly posts in international poetry websites, reputed journals, and
literary publications. She has four anthologies in her name - Beats, Drop of a
Feather, Rainbow Hues, and Entwining Shadows - the latter two available on
Amazon.com. One of her poems ‘A space Odyssey’ has been included in the CBSE
syllabus (Rain Tree Course Book by Orient Black Swan) for the 8th grade
students in India from the year 2018. Another poem ‘My Fractured Identity’ is
prescribed for the undergraduate students (Voyagers) in Philippines
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