when the light seeped in...

smiles carefully crafted

conversations immaculately tailored
the creases fine

perfectly fit
well in place
every time

just the soul
gaping awkwardly
out of line

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the vow

to love
one and
only one

smiles
as it
gently flows

unstoppable
in varied dimensions
melting boundaries

rekindling
into another
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the apathy
the indifference
in those eyes

reflected
conversely
passions from
another time

stating
the battle inside
within

a quiet, desperate
seeking

to connect

once again

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Palolem sunsets, Goa, India

Awakened...anew

 

The planet boasts 

of crowded spaces

Proudly claimed

by jealous numbers

Mortality defined 

by immortal arrogance
Feelings of victory

over meaningless existence
Ignorant of limited, impending time

Your quiet, gentle, whispered exit

Ethereal smile and fragrant breath
Plants my feet on concrete quicksand
Estranging me from every identity
Shrinking spaces
Filled with faces
Cults, numbers,
Values and concepts
Staring quizzically at my obsolete faith
Of parroting dialogues
Assembly line sermons
And well rehearsed emotions
Strangled and stifled by fear and tautness

The suffocating doors force open

Now to unfold

Answers, connections
New and fragrant
Above, beyond
Right and left
The emerging passages usher in relief
Vivid and limitless
With fulfilling messages
Unrestrained freedom
And endless directions

The journey renews 

Strong, unpredictable
Exciting and true
Hopeful, palpable
Awakened, anew

Photo credit: Lawrence Lehmann 

split second knowings

I live and breathe
in the name of the lord
in cutting off your breath
I find no fault

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I helped you reach
that distant star
on grasping it hard
you pushed me afar
---------
long summers ago
one afternoon
childish games
were played
in this backyard
amid the play
accidentally
a mistaken touch
shocked the spine
reddened faces
quickened time
in a moment
unprepared
they grew up
----------

The world, it feels
centers on you

till a thought crosses 

fleetingly
you exit quietly, this crowded street
a tiny pause

there could be
before it goes on again

without you
----------
It is hard to truly detest someone
there is a bit of myself in everyone
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Illusions do
and often must end 

an ounce of truth
is what you gain

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              Ziro, Arunachal Pradesh, India

Essence

lands alien
and unfamiliar
varied hues
irregular colours
spread vastly
between shores
across banks
from the Brahmaputra
to the Grand River

impressions form

only to fade

surfing on 

ripples of change
convictions dilute 
discomfort arrives

readily
in this sea of diversity

perspectives emerge

startling, unheard
new truths born
in territories unknown
waiting to shatter
familiar minds
challenging further
deadlocked times

to hearts filled with courage

the daring to explore
outstretched arms
readily offer
peace, understanding
beyond measure

disparities crumble

in open minds
differences fluid
united in love
span limitlessly
connect endlessly
this essence
the oneness

of humanity

Two moons

The night

I witnessed

The two moons

I allowed

Into my everyday life

Dimensions beyond

Unseen, unheard

Somewhat untouched

Flooding in possibilities

Riding on the moonshine

Clear and radiant

Nudging to be received

Conversations from loved ones

Now in other realms

Answers to age old impasse

Revealing stories untold

Of familiar people, situations

Certain I had known so well

Unknown glimpses of dead end unions

Unmasking clues to long lost questions

Bringing novelty to stilled existence

Soothing gentleness in rough, dry edges

Comforting broken gaping patches

Perhaps it was, after all

The earliest sun

Beaming alongside

A full, glittering silver moon

Yet that night

In my soul

The doubled moon

Ushered in 

Another birth, a renewed life

    Photo credit: Marshall Pyatt

momentarily

everyday living

routine life

offers at times

a birthing, a creation

rattling stagnancy

a solitary soul

once in a while

basks fully

in the aftermath

of a surprising union

undying trust

suddenly reveals

a whiff of betrayal

as dark, looming

blackened clouds

gloriously part

for a bright, winking

glowing red sun

unusual flashes

surprising moments

unpredicted glimpses

in daily living

redefines, recreates

tales, stories

histories, perspectives 

sometimes…momentarily

Ice breaking on lake Simcoe. Photo capture: Lawrence Lehmann

Life works

Greetings on the 1st of March! 

As the snow melts here, a long awaited spring is just around the corner. Somewhere between winter and spring, in the midst of this transition, change, and chaos, life continues to work, at its own pace, in its own time, in a multitude of ways, ceaselessly. Poetry "Life works" posted in pauses between (link in bio). Happy almost Spring❤️

Love

Mimi/Rukmini

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Behind closed doors

Assuaging void

Alleviating pain

That flourished for so long

In the beggar’s basket

Coins, some change and more

Meets the need for the day

Demands for the same

Somewhere in the cabin

Antiseptic 

In between worlds

An ageless beauty

Innocently lies

Gracefulness personified

Comprehending sounds

Acknowledgements silent

Resting quietly

Before the final flight

Silence of old lovers

Suffocating in constraints

Beneath the indifference

Rising in space

Strains of new music

Speaking freshly struck tunes

Rhythms, hues

Chaos and flashes

Seasons, reasons

Explanations

Events, meanings

Sudden and known

In these

And in those

Life works...life works