The string snapped;
Beads scattered
And rolled around.
The released tension,
Unfolded;
A humble string,
Ordinary;
And a single bead,
Unpredictable
That hit the floor
Bounced, and jumped outside….
The street,
Bustling;
The window,
Unsuspecting;
The string,
Resilient.
Yellow.
Laburnum in blooms;
Bunches of delightful bright.
Yellow.
Leaves turned pale;
Scatters of waning beauty.
Yellow.
Shreds of living and dead shed;
In a soothing summer shower.
*** Published previously in April 2014
The monument stood reminiscent
While the waves whispered knowingly;
The bird spanned the space oblivious!
Flustered not, she fluttered;
A minute on my watch ticked…
Fight not, flight arrested;
A pattern I traced as my watch ticked…
Tried hard, tired by then,
She stilled and I took over;
The window that lay ajar
Opened to the evening sun…
She fluttered and flustered I stood
A minute on my watch ticked…
She fought, and gained flight;
A pattern I traced as she found her way.
Tried till then, tired not yet,
The words swirl emotions
And minutes on my watch ticked
As patterns I chased fervently
Unknown to me minutes ago;
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