Belligerent Spark Poem by Nalini Jyotsana Chaturvedi
Belligerent Spark
I am a mere
Butterfly
Flitting
Across
The floral
Wilds
Stealing
their hues
Borrowing dyes
I am a bubble
Containing
My storms
Reflecting
The rainbows
That arches
The dawns
Migratory bird
Of the
seven Seas
Across
the oceans
I travel
Born Free
Scent of
wet earth
Thunder
of rain clouds
Gypsy
From desert
I live for
Treacherous
Routes
Blaze
Of the
Summer
Haze
Of the
Dawn
Fragrance
Of flowers
Wild and
Unknown
How will you
Capture
Ephemeral
essence
Songs
Of the winds
Dance
Of my
Trance
Glimmer of
Fireflies
A fleeting
truth
The receding
Shy tide
Just a
Driftwood
An apparition
A mirage
Whimsical Shadow
Of a flying
Lark
No!
You can't
Trap me
I am a
Belligerent
Spark
Nalini
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5/2/2024 12:53:50 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Wow I am really smiling now :) I had read this several times before I noticed the mention above. I love especially the images, images I love also, several I have used with love and adoration. Butterflies I used in several poems but your lines 'I am a mere Butterfly Flitting Across The floral Wilds Stealing their hues Borrowing dyes' this I adored :) flitting across/ floral wilds/ stealing their hues/ borrowing dyes (sparkles in my mind) all your lines resonate in my mind a bubble/ Containing My storms/ Reflecting/ The rainbows/ That arches/ The dawns (rages in smiles within mind song) Migratory bird/ Of the seven Seas/ Across/ the oceans/ I travel/ Born Free (I have been several species of migratory bird on wing upon long journeys, swallows, the albatross; even when stationary the hawk, the eagle, upon wing in breeze wind thermals or the kingfisher fishing.) Scent of/ wet earth/ Thunder/ of rain clouds/ Gypsy/ From desert/ I live for/ Treacherous/ Routes (stanza after stanza you have written strong images of all I love in love, nature still and in contrasts; wet earth and thunderstorms, stanza after stanza you have written my soul. I have scenes of landscape thunderstorms upon my lounge walls, I should send you some :) 10+++ ++ :)
I cannot thank you enough for all the encouragement!