Thursday, October 20, 2011

Dung beneath my feet



I smelt of dung beneath my feet,

Fresh and full of Bacteria..


I wondered if they would ask me to come back,

Having found me after centuries of waiting..

But then the Bulbul that sat on the fat rock,

Staring at dumb fishes..

Crooned a sudden song..

It said 'we shall be lovers..

In our stillness, in our wait...

And when you come again..we shall embrace...

Like there was no distance ...ever!'


Come back..come back...

The turtle in the fish pond nodded in brevity


© 2011 Maitreyee Bhattacharjee Chowdhury


18 comments:

Morning said...

love this, the imagery is charming.

theborgpoet said...

Ah the sweet smell of dung beneath our feet! Thanks for this quirky piece! I truly enjoyed it!

Raj said...

Exquisite! You brought out the feelings of all life around the pond beautifully! Simpl(e)y beautiful! :)

The Unknowngnome said...

This is a beautiful encouragement you have written for Kunal and his unexplained silence.

It is a beauty that stands on its own without having to link.

Maitreyee Bhattacharjee Chowdhury said...

Thanks folks..@ Unknowngnome..who is Kunal?...The photograph was taken by me somewhere near the Nilgiri hills in India..this is nature's eternal love story :)

Rajesh said...

Nice one.

Darryl Davis said...

Nifty piece :-)

SUB said...

that's what they want....all of them...we humans have somehow found a way to detach ourselves...some day we will again hear their call...

great post :)

Ann LeFlore said...

such as lovely poem and yes they want you to come back and they will keep calling for you until you do come back
http://gatelesspassage.com/2011/10/20/taken-from-me-on-halloween-night/

sriramnivas said...

A nice poem depicting nature in the most vivid way. From microscopic to macroscopic,small to big, bacteria to turtle.....everything is covered in this lovely poem in the right way.
Keep writing and will follow

From: sriramnivas.wordpress.com

magiceye said...

loved it!

umashankar said...

One of the best poems you ever wrote. Sweet, small, mystic, rippling with meanings.

Bindu Juneja said...

Nice

bendedspoon said...

I am in love with love - dung and all :)

Kalyan said...

lovely photo & the words...nicely crafted lines!

Traci B said...

A very vivid piece with references I had to Google (the bulbul in particular), I found this poem charming and enjoyable.

The Noiseless Cuckooclock said...

love it,

so inviting imagery in your words.
well done.

Jacqui Binford-Bell said...

I too had to google bulbul then it all made sense.

Nice turtle's eye view