Fences by Neetu
July 26, 2020 by Neetu Malik in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as fences, Neetu Malik, poetry
Fences
now
as then
we draw lines
build and rebuild
fences
with new wire
cut of the same steel
forged in
new factories
still owned and run
by warped minds
© Neetu Malik
Sunflowers by Neetu
May 26, 2020 by Neetu Malik in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as Spring, Sunflowers
Sunflowers I will plant sunflowers in the hollows we have dug with a rusty spade it is time to pull old roots rotten with dead habit in this neglected garden long-choked by winter’s breath it is time to till the soil let it soak in fresh April rain steam in this year’s sun and exhale pungent fumes until its pores are free to seed new grass and soft beds for my flowers. © Neetu Malik4 0 Read more
Authenticity by Neetu
April 26, 2020 by Neetu Malik in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as connections, new friends, smiles
I see him outlined against the window in a busy café— his wool hat on the table beside a muffin and a cup of tea— a portrait from a bygone era and a study in longevity. He barely moves except to sip his tea. I walk up to say hello— he looks up and smiles, his teeth a shining white— they might be false but who cares? I catch the morning sun’s rays in his eyes; they cannot lie nor fake their light. We talk— it is so easy to converse, to steep in his cup, a rich brew he stirs slowly and thoughtfully— I wait in no hurry to leave. © Neetu Malik
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Beachcombing by Neetu Malik
March 26, 2020 by Neetu Malik in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as after the rain, beach, rainbows
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Pebbles and seashells
wash up
on my shore—
I gather them,
string them on lines
in colors and patterns
that come to mind,
pin them to the sky
with golden clasps
and make rainbows
when the rain is gone.
© Neetu Malik
Forsythia Blooms by Neetu Malik
February 26, 2020 by Neetu Malik in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as flowers, forsythia blooms, loss, Neetu
Forsythia Blooms
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We meet here again
but I am alone
shielded by forsythia
behind memories
forged and forgotten
in fields that have
seen snow and rain
lain desolate
before seasons change
and drifting winds carry
sounds of birdsong
to end winter's silence.
We meet again but
I am alone
with golden bells that
chime your presence
as they rise from the earth
warm once more.
© Neetu
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