No issues, Lexanne. Internet issues are a major problem these days with the world revolving around the web.

I am here… thanks… took me all this while to figure out how I was to respond to replies to my comments 🙂 🙂
Lots of learning happening here for me… thanks 🙂

“Children entering to form a vivid tapestry.
Adults leaving with a sense of identity.”
Wonderful!!!

The alliterations are brilliant!!

“Greeting the velvet ebon night
With the serenity of a familiar lover”
Oh yes, there’s something soothing about night, out in the expanse.

Loved the imagery, especially the one where
“The muse of poetry beckons

Encircling a spot on the slippery earth

Anticipating my feet will slide

Onward for a concessional fall”.

Poetry often lies in the un-said, in the “little nudges”, in that tone which sounds so casual but has those “shivers of excitement” when the “imagination is unleashed”.

In yoga, rest, or rather, relaxation, is given as much importance as the actual doing of the asanas or exercises. Because this theory. That only in rest can one find the truth.

Lovely poem to go with the lovely picture.

Lovely!!

A valuable gift, indeed…and an equally unique return gift.

Oh, I love clouds!!! But that’s not the only reason I love this poem. Every line of this drips with imagery and sensory details… thank you for writing this poem!!

Yes, a lot of Light needed right now.

You and I… we live in different time zones, clime zones, and come from different cultures… yet there seems to be one thing in common… MOSQUITOES!!!

What I really loved about your poetry is that though you state some very serious and painful issues, your poetry doesn’t reek of hate and anger.

My husband and I don’t have kids, but I can feel that sense of camaraderie… be it making breakfast quickly, Monday indistinguishable from Tuesday (used to be till we began online classes; I am a teacher)… but I still am lost about the dates… in the early days
of lock-down never got dressed at all… hey, we are all in this together!!!

A fascinating Haiku!