Posts Tagged ‘poem’


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The fever of sleep
in my skin

tugs me in gently.
Falling in,

the dark sea dances
me a fata morgana

of wrath and peace
of peace and wrath.

I have strayed
away and into

the duality of being;
all is dark, all is dance.

© Anuradha Prasad, 2017


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A firefly sailed
out of the black
heart of a green tree,
a spark adrift.

Night made beautiful.

© Anuradha Prasad, 2017



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stoic night of blazing venus
silent canvas to

montage of sounds
bracketed by walls.

rough-hewn barks
approaching heightening disappearing

susurrus leaves,
winter’s children now dead

eye flutter, jagged breath
deep. even. slow.

toward oblivion i drift.

© Anuradha Prasad, 2017


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the moon is full
behind tangled tree limbs,

they do little to muffle
her loud beauty: she glows

the color of butter, pierced with
the sharp sheen of metal.

time’s lazy sky meander
softens her gaze, thaws her cool

she sighs in soft puffs
of silver breath, birthing

a surging living
celebration of her divinity.

© Anuradha Prasad, 2017


Posted: January 28, 2017 in Uncategorized, writings
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Skin, a ripped shield,
groggy blood, entrails
blink weary eyes
tint of mild surprise
still warm, still beating
living ink begins
tentative explorations
faltering fluent
curled elongated
tied untied…

our bloodied history
(never to)

© Anuradha Prasad, 2017


Posted: January 25, 2017 in Uncategorized, writings
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a confluence of time-streams:
the past transforms
in this moment
a future is born.

© Anuradha Prasad, 2017


Posted: December 3, 2016 in Uncategorized, writings
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Not you furtively skirting long shadows
jump in
Not you crawling, quivering
grow strong-still
Not you shrouded in sameness
strip now
Not you wishing on stars
know earth
Not you who knows
Not you smiling falsely
oh, stop!

you, i seek
who roar.

© Anuradha Prasad, 2016


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Sinuous gold-lacquered streams
map an unorchestrated
beauty of dream wounds
hushing celebrating
heartbreaks lifebreaks.

A soul,
broken whole.

© Anuradha Prasad, 2016


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stillness in movement
silence in the noise
anchored fluidity.

© Anuradha Prasad, 2016