' insomnia '
tranquilizing voicings with a tender aura
anesthetic, analgesic, soporific
the phonetics were simple,the diction was soft
the cadence was warm and the season was summer
captives to a melody we heard in silence
the psychedelics of the moon on the sea shore
the night was a denial of reality
erasing the nightmare of a sweltering day
it is not tactile and it is not tangible
and only with closed eyes can i see that aura ..
original / z.g.
[ Ed : Line 10 - and i have to close my eyes to see that aura ]
Dear friends & co-writers at OSI ,
Unavoidable circumstances compel me to take leave from participating further at our Dear Meme for an indefinite period. Writing at my Blogs Somewhere Beyond & Insanity in Sanity is also on a halt.
While feigning to be a writer all the while I learnt so much from each one of you, & there is not a single writer to whom I do not owe my thanks , so kindly forgive me for not mentioning any of you by name. I think of all of you as my worthy classmates
& owe my gratitude to each one of you.
Please believe me when I say that I do not have the heart that would hurt a Poet .Still if you have reason to believe that I have caused you pain I believe you will forgive me with a smile .
I am sure you will continue to bring joy and richness to the lives of your readers through your contributions to One Single Impression _ The Meme I was always proud to be a part of ..
Monday March 29 2010