It’s 105F outside and sizzling. For a civilized being, it’s no time to chase the birds and the bees. Had my lunch, so better have a nice siesta.
Poem based on my culinary skill experimentation making breakfast today (8-31-2017) morning
Breakfast time, to the kitchen, pancakes in the menu today,
Healthy choice, blueberry pancakes, to start the day.
Searched the fridge, no fresh berries, what to do,
Frozen berries, used for smoothies, to the rescue.
Microwaved for a quick defrost, what a soggy mess,
Limp blueberries floating on purple juice to my distress.
Start the batter, fire up the stove, pancakes I will make,
Frozen or not, blueberry pancakes, whatever it takes.
Batches of pancakes, all nice round, plump and soft
Bottom of the bowl, looking melancholy, was a deep purple broth.
Made little blue batter, why let good thing go to waste,
Out came a few blue pancakes, looking their best.
Proud of my culinary skill, top of the pile blue pancakes went;
One look at them, my better half screamed and went into a rant.
Don’t judge by the color, I reasoned, taste and give them their due;
Alas! lost cause, cast aside, my lovely pancakes sang the blues.
The blue pancakes were very tasty though☺
Keeps us alive and kicking
Stay away morons
Hope extremely contagious
Stayed eight long good years
Hope dark cloud goes soon
Destructive stay ends
"A heat advisory remains in effect from 11 am Sunday to 9 PM PDT Monday. "
Summer refuses to go with a whimper
Sun is roaring after the eclipse like a tiger
Can’t look at the sun with my naked eyes
Beautiful sunflower makes me satisfied
Indian summer it may be
Have to bear the heat advisory
Our county has a heat advisory forecasted starting tomorrow.
Those for whom
Dawn is just
For the struggles ahead
Responding to the greeting
How are you
Is just a luxury
A moment wasted
In daily grind
Heroes are they
Whose face lights up
Responding with a smile
I am well
How are you
Fellow travelers we
Covered in silence
Lest words spoken
Send us hurtling
On our separate paths
Peace in solitude
Silence is heavy
Heart weighted down
By the burden
Of words unspoken
We tread carefully
Pay the price
Living a lie
I had written this poem ( Ghazal ) a few weeks back in my mother tongue, Assamese, regarding the unrest going on in many parts of the world. I gave a finishing touch today and translated it to English. This is not a literal translation. It is difficult to do a word by word translation and retain the ghazal format. I am including both Assamese ( first) and the English version here.
সকলোতে আজি শুনো হাঁহাকাৰ, পৃথিৱীত ইমান অশান্তি কিয়
প্ৰাচুৰ্য্যৰ মাজত শুনো আৰ্তনাদ, ৰাইজৰ মনত অশান্তি কিয়
বিজ্ঞানৰ আজি জয় জয়াকাৰ, পৰাক্ৰমীৰ শুনো উন্মাদ হুঙ্কাৰ
নৈতিকতাৰ পতন দেখি নিতেনিত, ৰাইজৰ নহব অশান্তি কিয়
চাৰিওদিশে দেখোঁ বাজে ৰণডংকা, জনতাৰ মনত কিহৰ আশঙ্কা
অজান আতংকবাদীৰ মোক্ষম আঘাট, বুজিছানে আজি অশান্তি কিয়
অন্তৰত জ্বলে দুঃখৰ অনল, চৌদিশে দেখোঁ জ্বলে দাবানল
সৰ্বহাৰাৰ বিচাৰ নহল উচিত, নহলেনো আজি অশান্তি কিয়
বৃথা প্ৰলোভনত মতলীয়া ৰাইজ, বৈষম্যৰ জয়ধ্বনিত সদা ব্যস্ত
ধৰ্মান্ধতাৰ উন্মাদনাত বিবেক নষ্ট, পৃথিৱীত নহব অশান্তি কিয়
Peace Has Vanished
Lament everywhere ring out loud and clear, where peace has vanished
Amidst all the unfathomable wealth, people query why peace has vanished
Scientific truth questioned and throttled by maniac utterances of the powerful
Values challenged, morality in perpetual comma, people’s peace has vanished
Constant cacophony of drums of war, scared dejected populace milling around
Unknown terrorists’ deadly strikes, death and mutilation, our peace has vanished
Aching hearts, smoldering pain, world engulfed by raging fires of destruction
Blind justice disenfranchises destitute, division rules, why question peace has vanished
False prophets of power, deluded blind followers, fomenting and heralding division
Fanatics, corrupted and hijacked by religion, search where peace has vanished