A Mother Learns – 4 Haiku by Neetu
June 26, 2021 by Neetu Malik in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as baby, growing, Haiku, life, mother, Neetu
A Mother Learns
4 Haiku
- gossamer touch,
mother strokes her newborn–
feathered beginnings
- young buds awaken
sleepy petals shake off dew
silver mist of dawn
- roots grow deep
where we plant seeds of love
becoming evergreens
- each arm a strong branch
holds up against mighty storms–
a mother’s instinct
© Neetu Malik
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Gentle Tread of Spring – 4 Haiku
May 26, 2021 by Neetu Malik in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as flowers, Haiku, Neetu, Spring
Gentle Tread of Spring
4 Haiku
redbud blooms quietly
as I sleep through last frost
at first blush of dawn
samaras tumble down
faster than I sweep, so I
let them rain on me
cardinal perches,
my heart lifts from winter gloom,
soaring as it soars
wisteria blooms
outside in soft morning light–
my soul company
© Neetu Malik
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Weeds by Neetu
April 26, 2021 by Neetu Malik in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as flowers, love, Neetu
Weeds
spread out
before me
pretty white flowers
like snowflakes
on grass
they remind me of love
blossoming until plowed down
by those who seek
only flowers
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Woman by Neetu
March 26, 2021 by Neetu Malik in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as lighting the world, Neetu, woman, women, working
Woman
candle’s tireless flame
burns to stub
in melting wax
staying lit
when darkness calls
© Neetu Malik
In honor of women around the world.
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Epiphany by Neetu
February 26, 2021 by Neetu Malik in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as Epiphany, intuitive, Neetu, profound, space
Epiphany
into this moment
I fall
weightless in a space
no ground
no walls
oblivious
to past or future
it is
only here
I remain
undefined, imperishable
though my skin
may decay
and my bones
warp
© Neetu Malik
Previously published in The Writers and Readers Magazine, UK.
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