Stagnant by Neetu
August 26, 2025 by Neetu Malik in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as Fog, Hope, light, Neetu, summer's end
Stagnant
I drop pebbles slowly
watch them fall
in a shallow stream
it runs cloudy
under such a pristine sky—
they ripple
and disappear
from my eye—
but I know
they lie trapped
in murky debris
that rained down
from angry clouds
© Neetu Malik
Some of Neetu’s Books
Foreboding by Neetu
July 26, 2025 by Neetu Malik in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as Fog, Hope, light, Neetu, summer's end
Foreboding
she reaches out
touches fog
she had hoped
for the sun
to slip its silky warmth
over her cold skin
withered and splitting
like the bark of a tree
not used to early frost
summer has not yet
run its course, she whispers
as she exhales a misty breath
it is too soon for woodpeckers
in the woods, the air is dense
besides a lone goldfinch
she might be the only witness
to the end
© Neetu Malik
Some of Neetu’s Books
In the Flickering by Neetu
June 26, 2025 by Neetu Malik in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as art, Caves, distance, echo of love, light, Neetu
In the Flickering
Walk me through
your cave
show me the petroglyphs
the stories
you have laboriously pecked on the walls
with your hammer stone,
carved in the light of a lantern
where shadows cast gloom.
I want to see. I want to run
my warm hands along
cold rocks to decipher forms
and feel their rugged ridges.
This light is dim. I need a better view.
Hold my hand and place it where
the scenes begin
that you have etched, with squinted eyes
by a flickering lamp.
I trace them lightly,
my fingers grow numb—
in your cave’s icy hollows
there is no echo of love,
even your stories are silent.
Are you still here or am I
alone?
(c) Neetu Malik
Some of Neetu’s Books
Let It Shine By Veronica Jorge
November 22, 2017 by Veronica Jorge in category Write From the Heart by Veronica Jorge tagged as light, thanks, Words shine
I knew Sally Paradysz for a brief time, yet I will miss the sweet wedge that she was on, A Slice Of Orange.
I admired her thankful nature; always attune to the many things to be grateful for, and ever aware that brambles and branches are not obstacles, but opportunities for creating new pathways and making marvelous discoveries.
Therefore, I thought it fitting, at this Thanksgiving season, to devote my post to Sally.
Gentle, kind and sincere, her writings and comments hinted at something more and offered a glimpse toward something greater. I have to believe that it was her faith in God that inspired her words and her actions.
So, giving thanks is how I will always remember Sally. And I will ever see her and think of her like the image I selected for this post; her words spreading kindness and her open heart and hand sprinkling light and hope on all she knew and touched.
Sally Paradysz, may you rejoice in Paradise.
See you next time on December 22nd.
Veronica
Veronica Jorge
Manager, Educator, and former High School Social Studies teacher, Veronica credits her love of history to the potpourri of cultures that make up her own life and to her upbringing in diverse Brooklyn, New York. Her genres of choice are Historical Fiction where she always makes new discoveries and Children’s Picture Books because there are so many wonderful worlds yet to be imagined and visited. She currently resides in Macungie, PA.
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