A Dancing Peacock

In pursuit of the rainbow
A budding spirit elates
longs to infuse with aroma
to take a glimpse of the light
In silent anticipation
it whirls steadily
Flaunting to wordless songs
Some can see
the rest may not
But......
there's no need for pretension 
Or, to mock 
for a Dancing peacock

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Peace

The angel of death
in shock and awe
stands, perplexed

While terrorized
hysterically, a dog
looks around,
limping
falling
and rising
again

Bodies burning
turning coal
thick,
blackened
ghostlike smoke
unceasingly fueled
on flesh and
bone...

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Z'ma Mor (My Mother)

It was a rainy day
driving back home
the car steered me
towards you...
your grave

Can i ever forget
how much you liked rain?

The white wet marble of your grave
sparkled like your smile

Every falling drop
bounced to embrace me

I could feel you, and
how happy you were
but I could also hear you
say this very clearly

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Princess and the Stranger

Deep,
black eyes
unfamiliar
yet known eyes
lost, in the air
gazing
tranquil, clear
shining, smiling
and so bright

Whispered
'O stranger
come and see
do you see what I see?
rainbow dances
around me
flying doves
surround me
dewdrops fall
how longingly

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Winter and Hope

First snow atop the hill
sends a chill to the spine
it melts down all hopes
for the morning sunshine
men, women, pets and cattle
bit dismayed, amidst lull and calm
iced winds, blades cutting through
yet into a storm it has not brewed
hordes of men hurry and store
piles of extra wood and grass
time for them to hibernate
talking and singing to hour-glass
each one must tell a story
sitting by fire, under lock n bolt
happy women, busy with stove
lots of tea, meat and broiled poult
father and sons, one by one
climb the roof of their muddy abode
with shovels, spades and iron blades
they brush aside the unwanted load

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