Written for 3WW Prompts: Buckle, Evade, Wedge
I Buckle My Shoes..
I buckle my shoes
Vital to evade slipping
In a wedge of self- created
Pot-holes on the road
As mind wavers and
Keeps getting lost in forming
A haiku or a poem
Out of realities
Scattered all around
Eyes pick them up
And let them lurk somewhere
At the back of mind
Because it’s in those
Very special moments
While walking that I find the gift
Of imagination too unpacking
Itself at corners unseen
And unexplored
A blend of imagination
And reality then
Gives shape to verses
As I hurry to reach home
To put them on my ‘page’
And in those
Paced and hurried moments
It feels good to remember
That I seldom forget
To buckle my shoes
As I already told,
Vital to evade slipping
In a wedge of self- created
Pot-holes on the road….
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A Haiku.....
Buckles under force
Evades ‘Right’, falls in a wedge
Wrong is happy..
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Careful RS!!
ReplyDeleteDon't get lost in your thoughts while evading those potholes.
While walking that I find the gift
ReplyDeleteOf imagination too unpacking
Itself at corners unseen
And unexplored
You have such a fun way of describing things and I love it :)
This has so much of good humor and all directed to yourself. Keep it up RS!! You are always a pleasure to read and keeps our spirits up too!!
The poem has an enchanting rhythm skipping through the thrills of ideas forming, but remembering to watch for potholes! Like the circle of the poem!
ReplyDeleteLike those before, it is the rhythm that stands out for me.
ReplyDeleteI like that it comes full circle as most thoughts do! Great lines in here!
ReplyDeleteI love the sandwich of words you have created amidst the image of buckling your shoes..I can really see you walking and thinking of what to write next! Jae
ReplyDeletequite a picture...the ramble, the potholes. It's really quite complete in the first three lines.
ReplyDeleteThe ordinary and the sublime walking together. Excellent.
ReplyDeleteBy the way, I'm back - with a new blog and website.
I love the way you created this rambling atmosphere of introspection, while adding the gentle humor of the pot-holes.
ReplyDeleteEvery time I visit here, I find the 'gifts of your imagination unpacking' for all of us to read! :)
ReplyDeletePyaara Dost,
ReplyDeleteGood Evening!
What an imagination,my friend!
An awesome post!Hats off to you!
I am so happy that I have come across you in blogosphere.:)
May God Bless You To write more!
Wishing you a Wonderful and Prosperous New Year To you,
Sasneham,
Anu
Oh! Those self-created potholes (aren't they all?) get me every time. Fortunately, I am learning the lessons necessary to prevent future falls into the same chasms. Well done!
ReplyDeleteGreat rhythm and pacing.
ReplyDeleteyeah! what they all sed!
ReplyDeleteOn a more practical note..you don't really have buckles on your shoes, do you? :)
ReplyDeleteA great way to weave the three words into your poem and Haiku!Love the images they invoke.
ReplyDeleteAAhhhaaa!! Really Nice!!
ReplyDelete~ Happy New Year~ :)
Happy New Year
ReplyDeleteI enjoy reading your posts ,its like each word is felt within ,very amazing feeling
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you are good writer, a comb before and now you buckle your shoes ..nice
ReplyDeleteIts beautiful sir! Could picture it, the walk and all the thoughts building up and hurrying home!!! Wonderful energy...My best wishes
ReplyDeleteRamesh, loved the first one especially. I actually saw someone fall in a pothole, not comtemplating poetry, but punching out a message on their IPhone! At least you fall in potholes with good reason, and to great effect. BRAVO!
ReplyDeleteGreat 3WW this week, huh? Amy BL
one two,
ReplyDeletebuckle my shoe...
love the words and how you blend them in your poetry.
well done.
Great use of the prompts...
ReplyDeleteLoved the haiku a lot :)