A daily call goes out for the neo-romantics

There.
The whispered invites to unravelling mysteries of the forest.

Under the wooden bridge with the curved back of a tortoise,
currents carry myriad pieces of a yellow-sun, captured by a 
humming female 
in a sketchbook
crowded
with birds and stars;

the brook sculpts decades of progress over
the boulders, turns them into the chiselled
art, not for sale;

the crystalline flow echoes the
gentle rhythm of a lover’s heart
headed for a late rendezvous in 
the sacred grove, where cicadas 
sing the joy
of a free sky to a hooded figure. 

The scented wind
croons lullabies in
the ears

of an Orphic troubadour
resting on the grass

under the Juniper tree, old guitar nearby,
as the black
chimneys belch ribbons of smoke, far-off.

 

 

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Sunil Sharma
Picture Nick Victor

 

 

Sunil Sharma
Academic |Writer | Critic | Editor | Freelance Journalist | Reviewer | Literary Interviewer

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