Siren Call

Instagram - author_isha_g This is a 4 haiku-stanza poem I wrote earlier this year when I was inspired to learn and explore the form. After my book released, I've made several references to Dark River yet this remains a favourite as it personifies the muse as a siren to the scribe, which is how I've…

Painted Nymph

All the cups of colours on the floor;the nymph drips in moistened hues...Paintbrushes and their deft strokeshave laboured in love for this view.Reds and blues, they swirl on her,but purple is her crowning jewel...And what poet can paint in verse the beauty that her pinks do hold?The masterpiece of the artist, she-the most striking canvassed…

Leaving

Let me leave something beautiful in the worldone good poem, one good heart, one merry moment of dance and songone kind word to the underdogone good kiss to elderly hands, one sweet smile for a loving petseeds to the morning pigeons and doves and a sigh of gratitude for June morningsLet me leave something rebellious…

Tell-tale winds

There was a changein the energy of the winds, that blew in from the west...Fragrant,before you came. © Isha

PRIVILEGE

Dear reader, I was at a restaurant the other day when the evening skies took a turn after the heavy rain and burst into bright, fantastic colours, enveloping the town in beautiful, atmospheric blue mists that made it seem as though we were floating. It was spectacular!The people in the restaurant naturally began taking pictures…