Lunch On A Lazy Summer Day

A proud day for me today as I become a certified Seattle poet. My poem, which was selected for the 'Poetry on Buses' contest, got published today. The challenge was to write a 50 word poem on the theme of 'Home' and I dipped into a memory from my childhood to write it.

http://poetryonbuses.org/poems/parth-pandya/?indv=y 

Lunch On A Lazy Summer Day

Home was the surety of my grandmother’s hand

Rolling grains of flour into a ball,

Cajoling sweetness out of a 

Hot grumpy day.

Readying a meal for her emaciated;

The children, lazing on the verandah

The birds, hovering, for the leftovers

The Gods, waiting to be appeased.

A Musical Escape

Do you believe in the power that music has to uplift? Please read my latest poem published in the magazine Spark that combines two of my favorite things: music and rains.

A Musical Escape | Spark

A Musical Escape

And then it rained

The parsimonious skies opened

And showered freely their blessing

A brazen wall of water

Enveloping the road

Oh, the road, the road

Whose middle path I stood in

Hands behind the wheel

Clenched tighter than needed

Muttering curses under my breath

It was me, and my frustration

Trapped in an expensive hearse

Surrounded by those

Morbid daily warriors

Dead souls returning home from work

Harried, I turned, to

The last resort I had

And then it unraveled

Like a pearl from an oyster

Like a sapling in scorched earth

A dulcet tune flooded around me

“Go on”, she sang, “Set yourself free”

And I let loose a song

Like a tenor unbounded

Like a prisoner uncaged

“Who knows what tomorrow will bring

The promise of tomorrow is a wonderful thing”

I sang, and my heart escaped

The trap of the traffic

The despondency of my being

“Move ahead, shout out, don’t doubt”

Droplets of rain provided the rhythms

On the wings of music, I soared far away

Even though I hadn’t moved

Three feet in thirty minutes