Outside my windows in the east
Is a Gulmohar tree;
Splashes of feisty red sway
… as the wind whispers through its leaves
A whisper…that carries the art of reminiscing
It uses a language, an energy of stillness
Unheard, but all
conveying.
Sound is just a
state of mind..
settled, and secure, I understand.
Day is breaking…
I walk up to the
tree
Sit on the
crimson carpet,
My fingers sift
through the scarlet petals
Memories of my
deceased pet-dog (Bibi)
light up for a day...
and then.... the hardest loneliness of all!
Absence is a fixed date in memory...
'Bibi, rest in peace....
This Gulmohar- is a keepsake for my mind
To celebrate your birthday every
year on March 7th.'
This was surprising - I loved it. Esp the line "Absence is a fixed date in memory..." Great poem, Mosk
ReplyDeleteThat was a lovely compliment, Mosk. Thank you! :))
DeleteI, too, most loved that line. It is true. January 15 will forever be such a date for me. Lovely Bibi, with a beautiful tree to brighten her memory.
ReplyDeleteThank you... for the visit and the appreciation, Sherry... Yes, difficult to forget these soul-mates dog!
DeleteSadly poignant. Celebrating the life of a beloved pet, living or deceased, is important.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the visit... your comments thrill me always, Mary.. :))))
DeleteLOVE! "Sound is just a state of mind..
ReplyDeletesettled, and secure"
And a tree memorial is a little more, adding spirit and visual love.
Ahh.... "LOVE"!? What could be a bigger compliment than this...? Thank you sooooo much, Susan...! :))))
DeleteBeautiful poem Panchali...sound is just a state of mind..loved that!
ReplyDeleteThrilled to see you here... always. Thanks Rajni!
Deletepoignant and beautiful...could feel the calmness in every line...
ReplyDeleteI am honored, Sumana! Thanks for the compliments... :)))
DeleteSo peaceful and touching. Last line is a charm.
ReplyDeleteAwww...I am soooo pleased,Sara.Glad to have you here :))) Thanks!
DeleteI think all may pet dogs are held fast within me beacause we were best mates. How beautiful this tribute is to Bibi.
ReplyDeleteOh, the grief is completely normal, and widely misunderstood by the (not-so-pet-friendly) people around !! Thanks Robin, for coming by....
DeleteBeautiful gulmohar entrenched with beautiful memories.
ReplyDeleteThrilled to see you here... as always, Vandana :)))) Long time....how have you been?? Do visit again, please!
DeleteI still miss my beloved Boo (cat) who passed away in May. Thanks for the memory!
ReplyDeleteOw...how sad! I completely understand...Because of the special relationship we have with our pets, grief can often be more intense than the death of a family member, and coming to terms with the change takes long!!
DeleteGood to see you here, Bekkie. Thanks for coming by... :)))
Beautiful
ReplyDeleteDear Rupam, I enjoyed your visit and hope you will keep coming... :))) Thank you!!
DeleteSound is just a state of mind.. is the stand out line in this poem for me - sometimes silence screams and loud is heaven... what makes it so? Maybe how we feel about something - which is beautifully conveyed here
ReplyDeleteJae, I guess, we make our in-capabilities to be paid back in full force thru them. Either we hear or try to filter them and make conscious choices or decisions.
DeleteYou have sparked few ideas and they are running in tangents I could churn out 3-4 poems for me! A big thanks to you!! :)
Very poignant.... Beautiful lines
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