Member since:
January 19, 2008

Little songs on dawn

October 07, 2009 10:23 PM EDT (Updated: October 07, 2009 10:32 PM EDT)

views: 282 | comments: 104

The sonnet defends itself against vicissitudes of fortune by its charmed structure, its beautiful bubble : Rita Dove

on the art of receiving

Depends on the side of the telescope

you are seeing from; depends on mood.

Still, giddy with love, a flower waits

to be picked up. It knows it will wilt,

wither irrespective of the fact

whether you pick it up for an urn

or left it on a pampas of vagueness.

Still, it waits; the same way once you had.

Depends on the size of the trouser

you have received as a gift; depends

on the choice of the color; if you will

wear it or not but it is a gift.

Pick it up; you must. The moment may wilt

The same way it had drooped in the past.

grasp a sonnet for love

Hands on your shoulder slips down

you melt away; dawn like; warm.

Spread out of one selfish palm.

It is belief; harmless, deep

belief in trees, bushes, homes,

little birds in bamboo cages,

blood cherries you have tasted.

Hands open illusions spread.

Last night my mother came in

my bedroom to see her special child,

a difficult child with friends

found in the shafts of dawn, birds…

She saw my fist closed, holding

something only I can grasp.

Tags: poem, poetry, sonnet, kushal poddar, reflection, soul, journey, my gather, short story, writing, philosphy, history, surreality

To Groups: Be weird Be Different Enjoy Yourself, Good Clean Fun, Gather Slackers, Just A Poser, Gather County Correctional, Very Poetic, journey into poetry, Artistic Minds®, .....The Writers Review....., GatherGroup, Gather Non-Deleters Group, Poetic License, Poets and Writers, Salud, Art Ambrosia, All for views, Independent Minds, Friends of Lewis Knight, ! 2009 Gather Archive !, !!! GatherWriMo - Gather's National Novel Writing Month Group !!!, .....The Bloggers Review....., Grass Roots Writing, GATHER GROUP E-MAIL UNLIMITED!!!!, The Unsecret Society, Dream Depths, Heart Tugs, !!! The World Is Crazy !!!, Poems From Dark Corners Of The Soul, thought provoking, B-kuz I Kan!, ellipsis_dot, dot, dot, Thepoetscircle, It's Superfluous, Literally Running Over, To Overflow, Whatever, The Wordman Thomas Has Spoken - All Poetry And Fiction Writing All The Time, Honest Poetry Critique, The Surreal Circus, The Altar Guild, Point Haven, General Gather Crap, Freely Poetic, Poetry on Death, Gather it All and Share it with Your Friends, The Writers Stop, Bards and Sages, !!! The Cynical Empire !!!, :o) {Say What?} (o:, Darkside Poets, Gather Explorers, Barbary Wants To Read Your Poetry, ! 44 by 4400 Group !, Anything everything 24-7, Mindful Poetry, Do you need to promote it....promote it here!, Graphic and Original Art!, Poetry for today, PoetryCity Group, *~Happy Posting! Post to Your Heart's Content!~*, Hometown News, Poetry to Hang on Trees, Point Reservoir, Art Symbolism, Please Share, Poetry Nation, Love, ++TEXANS ON GATHER++, Poets, New and Old, *~M*I*N*D*G*A*M*E*S~*, Christian Readers And Writers, LOOK!!!!!!! (POST ALL), Poetry Express, can you hear me now?, *Passionate Poetry*, Dawn's Coffee House, Talk Nerdy to Me, Pionts Who Cares what you Post, Carpel Tunnel Here We Come, !!! GatherJournal !!!, Dead Poets Society, Coffee Klatsch, Gather Writing Life, Poems With Passion, Articles Galore, Oops Silly Me!, 'Twas Brillig Jabberwocky Nonsense, & I Liked It Little Chipmunks!!!, The Triple Name Club, PoetryTagGroup, Everyday Life - What is on your Mind? Post it ALL here!, Art - Any Medium, Breakfast Club, Gather Writing Essential, !!! ViewMasters !!!, idle chatter, Poetry Gazebo, POINT PIGGYS, THE WHATEVER GROUP, Thirteen Blackbirds Poetry Review, Poems In The Sand, Autumn Beauty, Poetry and Metaphysical Thoughts, Gatherism, .....on Gather, birdsongs, ! Don'T Worry, Be Happy !, Let's Write a Poem, Fans of Author Matthew Cory, ***The Elsie Duggan, Matriarch of Gather, Fan Club***, Gandhi, Man of the Millennium, loved ones with dimentia support group, Gatherlicious, Art and Literary Enthusiasts, Graphics-R-US, A Course in Miracles, Poetry Salon, Article Adoption Group, Pen & Publish, A Dollar Makes me holler, A group 4 POINTS, Poetic Release, Everything 8, *~* We won't tell you what you can & can't post here, if you don't tell us what we can & can't post on Gather (unless you run Gather). Now, let's all write our lil hearts out and/or have some fun! ~*~, Getting to 3000 together, Gathering on Common Ground, Angel's fun land, Hollywood Writers, Light of Poetry, Poetry By Us, Dream, Laugh, Live, Happy Gathering, testing123, Poet's Passion, The Way to the Heart, Write from the Heart, Journal Journey's, Poetic expressions, Gather Broadcasting, Corinna: Sheriff of Poetry Town, SAY IT SIMPLY, SIMPLY SAY IT, KindredSpirits, Point Palace, Poets Nook, poetrygroup, Poetry Forever, Sanity is Over-rated, We Saved Pound Animals, *Deep Dark wine(A toast to life), !! ~*~ Show Me the Points ~*~ !!, Artists United, Poetry Slam, The Writers, Pains and Gains, TrueAmericans, Poet's Weekly Muse, Dreamers of the past, Chana's Friends, GATHER FAVES, GatherPointAddicts, That's life, Divinely Designed, Email Forwards, Bad Santa - no cookies for you, Point Karma, Poetry of the Obscure, delphic poets, **Let's Get Together~ Post anything!**, .....The Poetry Review....., *Inspiration Station*, 2009: All things created in '09, Just Write!, Gathering In My Jammies, Gather humane society, Dream Writers, Inviting-Points, keeper4memories, Gather Authors, Point Puffer, All in the name of love, Think About This, !!!!! Pimp ~ Your ~ Points™ !!!!!, Simply Fabulous!, The Time Capsule--Pass on Stories for Future Generations, I. M. Notta Poet, Pictures from your vacation, Tall Tales, !!! Team Green !!!, Do As You Wish, friends~n~needofViews, Writing for Inner Peace, Writing Critiques, writingpoetry, writingpoetry, Writing for the Non Masses, ~~Tributes...~~, xpressions, Writing Is My Passion, Your Group

recommend this

link to this page

Bookmark this post:

Comments: 104

Dawn (purple fly on the wall) Oct 7, 2009, 10:27pm EDT

as always, first =)

Kushal Poddar Oct 7, 2009, 10:29pm EDT

And winner takes everything away. Of course these poems are dawn poems;)

little songs of dawn

Dawn (purple fly on the wall) Oct 7, 2009, 10:29pm EDT

;) reading on.

Dawn (purple fly on the wall) Oct 7, 2009, 10:32pm EDT

winner already has everything she needs and wants ;)

Kushal Poddar Oct 7, 2009, 10:33pm EDT

Meow!

Dawn (purple fly on the wall) Oct 7, 2009, 10:41pm EDT

purrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Kushal Poddar Oct 7, 2009, 10:43pm EDT

Like I said sonnet means 'little songs'

Dawn (purple fly on the wall) Oct 7, 2009, 10:49pm EDT

little songs with huge meanings ;)

reply to this comment

Dawn (purple fly on the wall) Oct 7, 2009, 10:29pm EDT

wilting moments that eventually wilt are still moments spent with love.

Kushal Poddar Oct 7, 2009, 10:33pm EDT

It is the wisest words ever spoken.

Dawn (purple fly on the wall) Oct 7, 2009, 10:42pm EDT

that's a poem itself ;)

Dawn (purple fly on the wall) Oct 7, 2009, 10:42pm EDT

wilting moments are better than no moments at all...although I prefer eternal moments ;)

Kushal Poddar Oct 7, 2009, 10:44pm EDT

Another poem is written here

Dawn (purple fly on the wall) Oct 7, 2009, 10:49pm EDT

you can write it if you wish

reply to this comment

Dawn (purple fly on the wall) Oct 7, 2009, 10:30pm EDT

a difficult child. I was a child like that once...still am. a child at heart though. although, I still wear my mask for those dried up men.

Kushal Poddar Oct 7, 2009, 10:33pm EDT

I do not possess the gift of memory like you.

Dawn (purple fly on the wall) Oct 7, 2009, 10:44pm EDT

that's all I can remember. I was a diff. child. then, I was withdrawn and shy. I kept to myself. I played by myself. never had many friends but had some very close. a few. I was an outcast, an outsider. no one understood me then and they don't now...except for a prince I know ;)

Kushal Poddar Oct 7, 2009, 10:45pm EDT

I am still withdrawn.

Dawn (purple fly on the wall) Oct 7, 2009, 10:45pm EDT

I was always a loner yet, I craved someone near me.

Dawn (purple fly on the wall) Oct 7, 2009, 10:47pm EDT

I would say I am too. withdrawn, a hermit, not so shy, I'm not so much a loner(only when I need or want to be). I'm still an outsider, outcast and ppl still don't understand me. we're both taurus. the sign fits us. although, two taurians get along well. we can relate to one another and understand each other when others cannot. ;)

Dawn (purple fly on the wall) Oct 7, 2009, 10:48pm EDT

I have the cusp of gemini and sway towards it it very often like papa lynn says =D although, I'm still a true taurus.

Kushal Poddar Oct 8, 2009, 12:03pm EDT

So I am

reply to this comment

Dawn (purple fly on the wall) Oct 7, 2009, 10:50pm EDT

like you, I express myself better thru writing rather than speaking. and comments =)

Kushal Poddar Oct 7, 2009, 10:55pm EDT

Another way to express is purring.

Dawn (purple fly on the wall) Oct 7, 2009, 10:57pm EDT

purring and meowing and cooing oh my ;) guten nacht. good night for me and good morning for you. everything I do has an expression of its own. you express yourself well too.

reply to this comment

Linda T. Oct 7, 2009, 11:18pm EDT

I was a special child like that too but until ten years ago I never accepted myself as being "special". I grew up believing that because my thought process was different from my siblings and my parents I was strange. I fought against who I was and allowed alcohol and bad relationships to define me. Now I accept myself and love myself for being unique.

Kushal Poddar Oct 7, 2009, 11:22pm EDT

You are unique! Thanks for enlivening the conversation here.

Dawn (purple fly on the wall) Oct 8, 2009, 8:06am EDT

amen.

Kushal Poddar Oct 8, 2009, 8:14am EDT

Amen

reply to this comment

Ruthi C. Oct 7, 2009, 11:31pm EDT

Both of these are treasures Kushal! How right you are about the art of receiving...a gift is a token of the heart of the giver and should be respected as such, even tho' the heart may change color at a later date :-)

Kushal Poddar Oct 7, 2009, 11:36pm EDT

Carpe diem Ruthi

Dianna Doles-Petry Oct 8, 2009, 2:07am EDT

I second Ruthi's thoughts on this one. Excellent job with this writing.

Kushal Poddar Oct 8, 2009, 6:19am EDT

Dianna my words at least have a dance. Thanks.

Ruthi C. Oct 8, 2009, 8:52am EDT

Kushal, your words - you - always have a dance :-)

Dawn (purple fly on the wall) Oct 8, 2009, 8:53am EDT

I concur ruthi. a dance? maybe a samba ;)

Dawn (purple fly on the wall) Oct 8, 2009, 8:53am EDT

or a tango with velvet mango?

Kushal Poddar Oct 8, 2009, 8:57am EDT

Bingo!

Ruthi C. Oct 8, 2009, 9:01am EDT

...or the Flashdance of dreams come true...

Ruthi C. Oct 8, 2009, 12:47pm EDT

For all of us...Dance of Dreams :-)

Dawn (purple fly on the wall) Oct 8, 2009, 10:19pm EDT

love flashdance!

reply to this comment

Georgiana S. Oct 7, 2009, 11:35pm EDT

perhaps the child in the second is grasping the flower from the first?!

Kushal Poddar Oct 7, 2009, 11:36pm EDT

By all probablity

Elizabeth R. Oct 7, 2009, 11:53pm EDT

Beautiful, Kushal, and Georgiana said it. Just seems so natural and logical. You are so talented.

Kushal Poddar Oct 8, 2009, 6:20am EDT

Thank you Elizabeth. Yes, logic is always there. Even if it is poetical logic.

Dawn (purple fly on the wall) Oct 8, 2009, 8:06am EDT

that was deep georgiana!

reply to this comment

L. H. Oct 7, 2009, 11:57pm EDT

Jus' INSPIRING, as usual ::)

Kushal Poddar Oct 8, 2009, 8:15am EDT

Thank you L.H.

reply to this comment

Lewis (taking over Gather) K. Oct 8, 2009, 12:07am EDT

Poddar! You are amazing! It seems impossible, but you keep topping yourself... I truly enjoyed the philisophical meanderings of the first one. Food for thought!

Dawn (purple fly on the wall) Oct 8, 2009, 8:07am EDT

yummy food for thought ;)

Kushal Poddar Oct 8, 2009, 8:24am EDT

Food is good.

Dawn (purple fly on the wall) Oct 8, 2009, 8:54am EDT

food served as an entree

reply to this comment

t b. Oct 8, 2009, 1:28am EDT

These are just beautiful.
You get better every time I read you.
And I agree with you about Cheryl.
I think it's because she writes from the heart.

Kushal Poddar Oct 8, 2009, 6:58am EDT

I think so too. t b. I am sorry to hear about your legs. Be safe.

reply to this comment

Franklin Newman Oct 8, 2009, 1:33am EDT

For the first poem, seize the day. It doesn't matter what you do, the moment will pass and the object of affection will die, so enjoy it. Not for hedonism's sake, but to make something beautiful out of it and celebrate its life.

But beware. For for the second poem, I give you a line from a song in "Man of La Mancha." It goes, "It's prudent to recall the man with moonlight in his hand holds nothing there at all."

Kushal Poddar Oct 8, 2009, 8:35am EDT

Very very interesting comment. Yes moonlight is an illusion but still a comfort.

little songs of dawn

Franklin Newman Oct 8, 2009, 9:10pm EDT

Yes, the point of the song, "To each his Dulcinea" to be precise, was about the comforting vision of a dream-woman, whom a madman transposed onto a real woman who was nothing like his fantasy. Except that she was, buried deep within.

reply to this comment

Vinod Sailes Oct 8, 2009, 1:40am EDT

Very good poems Kushal.

Kushal Poddar Oct 8, 2009, 8:13am EDT

Thank you Vinod

reply to this comment

Marilyn is looking for whatever there is. N. Oct 8, 2009, 2:47am EDT

Beautiful - yes, song of Dawn... Remembering clutching a dandelion that our little one brought to me, for me, with such love. Wilted, but it was still love, something to be cherished.

Ruthi, so right, carpe diem, all... I'm working on it.

Hugs to you all,

Marilyn

Kushal Poddar Oct 8, 2009, 8:40am EDT

Hugs Marilyn.

Ruthi C. Oct 8, 2009, 8:53am EDT

The dandelion from your little one, a gift of love for sure Marilyn...blessings & a bit o' sunshine!

Dawn (purple fly on the wall) Oct 8, 2009, 8:54am EDT

hugs marilyn!!

reply to this comment

Kathryn E. Oct 8, 2009, 2:52am EDT

Perspective and hope and not wanting to lose out....

Featured in the Triple Name Club.

Kushal Poddar Oct 8, 2009, 7:39am EDT

I am honored Kathy

reply to this comment

joseph k. Oct 8, 2009, 6:43am EDT

well done

Kushal Poddar Oct 8, 2009, 6:44am EDT

Thank you Joseph

reply to this comment

Purrrrrrrrrrr~Genki dashite~Nantoka naru-yo! S. Oct 8, 2009, 8:11am EDT

goregous~philosophical~ deeply dipping inside meanderings~

Kushal Poddar Oct 8, 2009, 8:13am EDT

Thank you Purring lady.

reply to this comment

Purrrrrrrrrrr~Genki dashite~Nantoka naru-yo! S. Oct 8, 2009, 8:11am EDT

Thanks for posting to GutterGirls~

reply to this comment

JOHN BECK Oct 8, 2009, 9:14am EDT

"Never look a gift horse in the mouth" was the saying my grandfather used to quote. The metaphor in the second is a testament to your poetic skill.

Kushal Poddar Oct 8, 2009, 9:39am EDT

I was waiting for the certificate from you.

reply to this comment

jerome k. Oct 8, 2009, 9:50am EDT

Some good ideas.
I like the first but for some editing needed; wilt and wither? size of trouser? oh, 'drooped'? Try a higher plane.
I like the second poem better, clear allusions, short, honest.

Peace.

Kushal Poddar Oct 8, 2009, 10:36am EDT

Thank for the honest help.

reply to this comment

Ann M. (Site Scryer) Oct 8, 2009, 10:34am EDT

Poem 1: "Depends on the side of the telescope/you are seeing from..."

I love this line! Looking backwards through a telescope makes things look smaller.

Poem 2: The narrator's mother doesn't grasp the belief of a poet?

Thank you for posting to The Surreal Circus.

Kushal Poddar Oct 8, 2009, 10:37am EDT

Grasping a belief is entirely personal.

Kushal Poddar Oct 8, 2009, 10:37am EDT

Thanks Ann

reply to this comment

lena k. Oct 8, 2009, 11:21am EDT

well done

reply to this comment

Holly C. Oct 8, 2009, 11:42am EDT

Very beautiful. I can certainly relate to the "special child, the difficult child."

Kushal Poddar Oct 8, 2009, 12:01pm EDT

Thanks

reply to this comment

Sharon P. Oct 8, 2009, 11:55am EDT

I love that phrase, "Depends on what side of the telescope." So very true.

True love enlarges the view.
Passing fancy soon shrinks it.

Kushal Poddar Oct 8, 2009, 12:02pm EDT

The last line of this comment has an entire saga hidden within it. Sharon, we all have fantastic dreams and skeletons of them hidden in us...till we dare to grasp moon inside our fists.

Sharon P. Oct 8, 2009, 6:27pm EDT

Yes, and some of those skeletons can bite if we do not forgive others, and ourselves.
We all make errors. The job is to learn from them. I hope I have from mine.

Till then, the moon can be an icy marble indeed.

reply to this comment

Richard Lynn Livesay Oct 8, 2009, 1:48pm EDT

From the heart comes beautiful music. A gift more precious than any material thing. For some it is more difficult to accept love than it is to give it. Both are on the same continumn and to accept, one must deem themselves "worthy" and love themselves and all being the same we give and receive in oneness. Memory is to save that which we deem important, to recall it at our command and therefore re-experience it...forever. It is a blessing to experience esoteric truth... and I thank you.

Dawn (purple fly on the wall) Oct 8, 2009, 10:21pm EDT

I love giving and receiving. well said papa.

Kushal Poddar Oct 8, 2009, 10:49pm EDT

Thanks Richard. You explained everything.

history of blood

reply to this comment

Richard B. Oct 8, 2009, 2:21pm EDT

thanks, for some reason tho I'm not into romance lately, for some reason I find it a bore.

Kushal Poddar Oct 8, 2009, 10:48pm EDT

I can understand and I too cannot taste bloodless sugar.
You may love these:

history of blood

reply to this comment

Madame Butterfly ~~ mary ann d ~~ Oct 8, 2009, 4:14pm EDT

No time to read all the previous comments.
Let me just say that I thought they were both beautiful.

Kushal Poddar Oct 8, 2009, 9:46pm EDT

Thank you

reply to this comment

blaine d. Oct 8, 2009, 6:08pm EDT

beautifully done!

reply to this comment

Angela A. Oct 8, 2009, 9:03pm EDT

Not everyone's perspective is the same, that's totally true.
Thanks for posting to my group, Anythingwriting

reply to this comment

Jennifer Lee Oct 8, 2009, 10:40pm EDT

Beautiful tribute and evocative poetry.

Kushal Poddar Oct 8, 2009, 10:43pm EDT

Thank you. You may like these:

history of blood

reply to this comment

William Dotani Oct 9, 2009, 11:54am EDT

Three aspects form the backdrop of your verse that is rather sublime in feeling. These aspects are, Depends on, Perception and illusion. What you leave hanging is whether or not these aspects are of free choice, circumstance or fate. These poems have a universal theme that all feel when trying to find the wishes, wants and desires of life. I felt a bit of Hindu religious philosophy in that we have aspects causing attachments that are illusionary.

Kushal Poddar Oct 9, 2009, 10:24pm EDT

Indeed. Thanks William.

reply to this comment

Chas Andrews Oct 9, 2009, 12:00pm EDT

thanks

reply to this comment

Sandre M. Oct 9, 2009, 12:58pm EDT

Both are wonderful word meditations about the passion and illusion of circumstance and perception. Lovely, thanks for sharing them!

Kushal Poddar Oct 9, 2009, 10:26pm EDT

well said Sandre.

bitter taste of sugar

reply to this comment

EDWINA (MISSIE) B. Oct 10, 2009, 7:18pm EDT

nicely done

reply to this comment

Elsie Duggan Oct 11, 2009, 1:11am EDT

love the poems, both of them, but think the give and take between you and Dawn are worthwhile reading,

reply to this comment

Barbara B. Oct 11, 2009, 5:45pm EDT

Ooooh my !! Elsie was thinking the same as I, KP !!

reply to this comment

Sandi S. Oct 12, 2009, 9:55am EDT

a difficult child with friends

found in the shafts of dawn, birds…

She saw my fist closed, holding

something only I can grasp.

Wow...an entire novel in these lines, Poddar. Your stories stay with me.

reply to this comment