The challenge today is to write a poem of simultaneity – in which multiple things are happing at once.
I have penned down my thoughts around multiple things that make up a morning. Here’s my take at it.
A walking trail in wee hours of morning
Is rife with moments charming
When sun dawns newfangled hope
Coercing miseries to gently erode
All birds are fluttering by
And trees are swaying “hi”
The cuckooing sounds musical
Each breath is acoustical
Some monkeys are hopping on trees
And squirrels are running with peas
How fascinating are vibrant butterflies
So teeny yet willing to reach skies
Look at joggers who seize the trail
From young and old to healthy and frail
Children sprint for their school buses
Some cheerful and some sluggish
Some religious folks preparing for temple
With flowers, sweets and faith elemental
Some are rushing for basic groceries
To marts, stores and bakeries
You can spot few men fervent
Groomed for office to beat the current
One day beholds infinite moments
For each one, it creates special facets
©Vandana Bhasin
Can picture the ‘busyness’ of morning routine of people against the ‘busyness’ in nature. Monkeys, butterflies, squirrels, birds…sounds like paradise. Beautiful!
Hey thanks. I’m not sure if you have an early morning walk routine but you can witness all this in the morning around 5 am. It’s such a beautiful time of the day!
I love my morning walks Vandana. Haven’t been out lately because its turned warm. But must wake up earlier and get out when its still cool.
Well written prose
Many thanks !