There’s an orange that warms my soul
when sprightly fires are dead.
It blazes back to old school days,
or the day that I was wed.
It piles the smiles on frozen faces
when they think about long gone places.
POEM: Orange
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Tag Archives: Color
DAILY PHOTO: Blue
DAILY PHOTO: Orange Gates, Tokyo
Taken in the Summer of 2008 in Shinjuku
Taken in Ueno Park, Tokyo
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POEM: Blue
Oh, the glorious monotony
of mountain skies
an azure dome
in rare air highs
over the brome
And, too, the lake
glassy tranquil
float duck and drake
in mile high chill
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POEM: Orange Hour
A golden streak of light,
glowing off the Ganga
like the opening scene
of a fury-destined manga.
The silent, gliding boats
give way to bells and horns
as sadhus leave the ghats
with the fading of the morn.
Gone the floating lamps and flowers,
so ends that magic orange hour.
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POEM: Greens & Oranges
some shades of green
& some oranges
zap my brain into a kindergarten
neurochemical cocktail
the bright green LEDs of a post-neon sign
fire the context of a memory into my mind
there must be some long forgotten object–
a childhood artifact?
unremembered,
like the residue of a dream,
or is it gut-stomp synesthesia?
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DAILY PHOTO: Purple Shadow
DAILY PHOTO: Dancer in Yellow, Background in Blue
Taken in March of 2015 in Freedom Park of Bangalore
