As I stroll around my apartment block, the orange sky fades into purple, then is slowly infused with black to settle down to a deep blue. Wisps of my soft jet black hair move in rhythm with the silhouette of the tall trees like the wind unites us, rubs us the same way. I begin to contemplate if nature is a modern artist. The tall trees are the dark backdrop. The short trees are a sea of bottle green, emerald, fluorescent and olive, contrasted by a sole rust coconut leaf.  Tufts of magenta and yellow in shadow make infrequent appearances. There is stillness. There is swaying in rhythm. There is quivering of leaves. A white mother cat on soft paws prowls in the shrubbery for its evening feast.

I walk, immersed, on the same path. In circles. But, there is so much to see and feel and be that I might go on and on till the lone star in the sky is joined by many more, and still find new reasons to go on.

flat broad badam leaves
caressed by a warm zephyr-
rustles. pillow talk.

After a month of writing for the #AtoZChallenge where I wrote Poetry for a cause, I am hoping to get back to the poetry circles I used to frequent before. Written for Haibun Monday @ Dverse

Orange Purple Blue – The Walk – Haibun
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16 thoughts on “Orange Purple Blue – The Walk – Haibun

    • May 16, 2018 at 11:28 pm
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      Thanks for the nomination Ashwini:)

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  • May 4, 2018 at 11:30 am
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    Beautiful vivid imagery, Namy. Quite enjoyed your lyrical style. Felt as though I was accompanying you for the walk. 🙂 I haven’t written poetry in an eternity. I’m really getting inspired by you and Reema Michelle now.

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    • May 4, 2018 at 12:19 pm
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      You should definitely get back to poetry. I sincerely believe it is good for our soul!

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  • May 3, 2018 at 12:51 am
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    There are evening walks, especially when the heat of the day is past, when I could continue to walk until morning. You made me feel the wind and the stars coming out. Nice!!

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    • May 4, 2018 at 12:20 pm
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      Thank you Sarah. I love my twilight strolls too

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  • May 2, 2018 at 7:50 am
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    I like the idea of nature as a modern artist….and the repetition in these lines….
    “There is stillness. There is swaying in rhythm. There is quivering of leaves.”

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  • May 1, 2018 at 4:15 pm
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    I love how you describes all the colors of change… a stroll around the block always has a purpose… and every day there is something new to see.

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    • May 4, 2018 at 3:03 pm
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      There is always something new to see and more to ponder and wonder about. Thanks Bjorn

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