I saunter past thy green grove, with my shoes of leather
I watch white head crow caw, flappin’ its black feather
my chick-let gums stuck rather
deep in my Wooden Calcium stone corner
warp in my rose suave food road, brother
I whiff worn-torn Yella flower
rapped by a gang of blue band bees – oh Mother!
I speak smoke, in cold weather
there ain’t nobody to tether
A brown warm worm dig deep in musky clay
gape at me, with his chest full of black mud spray
I blow him with my stinky mint puff, eh!
he veil a sprig which shine grey;
I brush my Orange round necky-belly covering, say
T-shirt– erupts a sneeze of doom
make my pitch black moustache alignment lose its way
Ginger God, It’s freezing for the month of May
I perceive the sun through a prism of dewdrop, still on its stay
Scatter a rainbow of colors, which twinsets my rubbery play
My Green and Brown Journey grow faster and slower
I drank old wine, stowed in my silver polyethylene tumbler
An orange rock lodged oxygen and hydrogen atom shower
drizzled by Red haired tree monkeys of quarter!
Beak Birds chirp sighting, a melange of Musk melon water
and salty tinge of Jack Rabbit’s matter…
A bison graze, his black needles grew colder
He seldom minds thy chillness; busy bloating his belly fatter
I touch the joy of what nature offer
Not my work but this really matter…
A lot matter!
This is written in response to Tanya’s Poetry Challenge #3
polymath0 said:
Excellent imagery. I really love the “chick-lit,” and “I speak smoke in cold weather.” Very clever.
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OrangeDilip said:
Glad you loved it.. Its always an ecstasy when people relates & points out the beauty of thy art..
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Tanya said:
Your green brown journey is so beautifully described here..and that ‘make my pitch black moustache alignment lose its way’ and so many more lines which so aptly describe the little things happening out there :D…happy to read it! 🙂
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OrangeDilip said:
Thanks a lot Tanya🙏🏻
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OrangeDilip said:
It’s an honour 🙏🏻🙏🏻
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Tanya said:
Reblogged this on Palpable Pennings and commented:
This poem by Dilip is a beautifully imagined piece of poetry. Read on… 🙂
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OrangeDilip said:
Delighted Tanya, sorry couldn’t get the comments out earlier.. I was stuck in the most devastating cyclone ‘Vardha’ in chennai🌪
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Tanya said:
Not a problem at all. 🙂
And I hope the situation is getting better now there as I read the preparedness level was better this time.
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OrangeDilip said:
Thank u! Yeah all fine..Except the fact we don’t have power & hence water.. 20k trees have fell all over the city!!
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Tanya said:
That’s a huge number indeed! Power would take time though I am sure the casualties have been minimal…
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OrangeDilip said:
That’s right.. Very few casualties!
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Tanya said:
Looks like I am taking all the news from you rather than watching a news channel! 😀
Thank you for the update though!
Happy Reading and Writing! 🙂
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OrangeDilip said:
Thats true 😉 Thanks..
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akansha1602 said:
Loved it!
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OrangeDilip said:
Thankful😇
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