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


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18 comments:

  1. MorningOctober 20, 2011 at 11:08 AM

    love this, the imagery is charming.

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  2. theborgpoetOctober 20, 2011 at 11:16 AM

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

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  3. RajOctober 20, 2011 at 1:09 PM

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

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  4. The UnknowngnomeOctober 20, 2011 at 8:32 PM

    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.

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  5. Maitreyee Bhattacharjee ChowdhuryOctober 20, 2011 at 8:40 PM

    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 :)

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  6. RajeshOctober 20, 2011 at 9:58 PM

    Nice one.

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  7. Darryl DavisOctober 21, 2011 at 12:13 AM

    Nifty piece :-)

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  8. Subhrashis AdhikariOctober 21, 2011 at 7:15 AM

    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 :)

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  9. Ann LeFloreOctober 21, 2011 at 1:46 PM

    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/

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  10. sriramnivasOctober 21, 2011 at 6:34 PM

    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

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  11. magiceyeOctober 21, 2011 at 7:18 PM

    loved it!

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  12. umashankarOctober 23, 2011 at 3:23 AM

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

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  13. Bindu JunejaOctober 23, 2011 at 6:06 AM

    Nice

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  14. bendedspoonOctober 23, 2011 at 8:09 AM

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

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  15. KalyanOctober 23, 2011 at 9:27 AM

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

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  16. Traci BOctober 23, 2011 at 3:09 PM

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

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  17. The Noiseless CuckooclockOctober 25, 2011 at 9:25 AM

    love it,

    so inviting imagery in your words.
    well done.

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  18. JBinford-BellOctober 26, 2011 at 8:33 AM

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

    Nice turtle's eye view

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