Indira Renganathan


Reflections - 7 - Poem by Indira Renganathan

1 Sun

Stillborn was Dark first
Seven horsed He came to wake
Half done, half undone

2 Sunrise

Red streaked horizon
Concocting ocean water
Day's nature tonic

3 Sunshine

Up the hills piquant
Pinkish rise to breakfast just
Glazed spread in ripples

4 Sunlight

Meridian march
Warm loam welcomes with regards
Puckers but hot land


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 10, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, September 10, 2011


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