Poem describes about winter season as Funny winter poems |
I’m crawling out of this season of hard cold winter,
That stayed long enough. The bottom of my feet kicked up dirt on the hard asphalt.
When I planted a mango tree it smelled of raw earth — Pulsing sun, dirt, and water.
I do remember this.
I pinned summer light upon my back And made no apologies for the space
I took up — Barely clothed and sun-burned.
To Read Nature poems.
Now, a ball of cotton in the grey sky.
The sun rolls low on the horizon, hangs,
Then dips behind a city block; Wind howling us into the night.
Inside in the erratic rhythm of this flickering Shadows and light,
I conjure up the potent sky of the longest day; Seeds,
with a whole galaxy inside them. Cicadas vibrating outside
On the branches of a giant neem tree.
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I never expected to find myself in such a cold place,
My hands dry out against the cold.
I let the memory out, let it linger on the horizon,
Some kind of flying like a kite — again and again.
I loosen the buckles of my mind to fly back in time,
To the days of dried out paddy fields, and herds of cattle —
I let it stay there. By Mukut Borpujari
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