Thursday, October 05, 2006

Repeat performance

The whispering wispy clouds
Whispered
And clouded the moon

Like cigarette smoke
Rising, encircling and going
Its own way

The symbolic symphonic synchronized dance
Around the moon
Was a sight to behold

Because
It was happening fast
And repeating itself


10 comments:

Parvati said...

Calming.

gulnaz said...

the amazing thing about this poem is that each stanza conveys the exact feeling it writes about. i don't know if i have made myself clear here but you get the exact, exact feeling. great!

mermaid said...

Karmic dance.

Anonymous said...

Like Fleeting experiences of humankind,
They happen, float, drift away,
You try holding on, catching them moving in the sky,
Gone with the wind, it will never happen again

Rishi Shankar said...

amazing...After long time sawthe use of good alliteration....why do we forget poetry ... Good i browsed through your link...

Vi said...

Did you catch it?

www.gypsynan.blogspot.com said...

ectoplasm!

akhil said...

now that's some poetry for me!

iamnasra said...

Its been awhile love to be back to be enticed with your poetry

Gypsy Girl said...

I like the poetic rhythm to your words!