A Poet

George Tooker- Self Portrait
A poet
must not listen to the whispers
travelling the insides of a conch
nor feel the softness of his cotton sheets
no cool water should flow over his feet
he shall not have the pleasure of deseeding a grape in his mouth
or gaze into the green of the paddy fields
not for him the smell of the coral flowers
or exult in the sight and sound of children laughing
for this moment is merely a pause
a poet now a soldier next
Now a soldier,
his conch lows the call for war
© 2015 Padmavani Karkera

In response to the Magpie Tales prompt at  http://magpietales.blogspot.in/2015/10/mag-289.html . Thank you Tess Kincaid.


Image: Orlandogators
you are
peering into the shattered mirror
applying concealer
fingers moving firmly
over the contours of your face
over  the bruise on your chin
over another on your jaw
moving with the consummate ease
of a mask maker

© 2011 Padmavani Karkera

Haiku: Birth

Image Courtesy:  Starla.J. King
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on bare rose branches
hard notches pulse with secrets.
son, the leaves are out.

© 2011 Padmavani Karkera

Written in response to dverse's Form for all hosted by Gay Reiser Cannon

there is no truth

truth dies
the moment it is conceived

there is no truth
in pictures
in words
in thoughts
in deed

truth is cleaved
into countless truths
by eye
by words
by mind
by action

there is no truth
truer than mine

© 2011 Padmavani Karkera

Sweaty limerick (how the prince found his bride)

a gal who was covered in sweat
wouldn't use 'the word' to win a bet.
nose in the air she drawled it slow
only horses sweat, women glow.
and the prince wed the gal he'd just met.

© 2011 Padmavani Karkera

A limerick. May not be technically perfect. Perhaps even far from it, but it sure was fun! :)

Wrote this in response to the Sweaty limerick prompt by Madeleine Begun Kane 

Mad Kane (Madeleine Begun Kane) is a writer, musician, and "recovering lawyer." She won the Robert Benchley Society Award For Humor and enjoys writing limericks, song parodies, and current events haiku. Her political humour blog is here.