Gautami Phookan Poems

Equipped with feathers, in the wind it flows
Ascends, comes down and flourishes on blue;
above the sea, beyond the dark and deep,
my love extends and balances, on wings....
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Silver floats the moon and boughs slender sway,
fleeing on her trembling breath
her light feet braves.
Rising of the lea in the dappled grey,
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A lighthouse blinked deep in the shadows' gray
a fog-horn bordered at the distanced lines,
few stars were scattering above the bay
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Revelling in the rain
That goes tapping on my back.
I twirl, 'am in no haste;
With a weedy leafy dirndle
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I walk
through the woods
swirling whiteness,
thick blanket of mist;
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Scarce had it rain'd - blue hued
drops showering down;
in the witching hour I rode,
where the earth is overrun by weeds,
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Hark! the bell rings.

Dusky clouds loom across the dale,
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Upon the bed of fallen leaves
How fair the blossoms lay,
Silver the night,
And silver the streams are veiled.
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~ 'Flamingos in pink plumes, spread all that silken fluff; pink ripples in air.'~
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A flower crushed under the snow soon dies,
A winter heart that's frozen in the ice;
O'er my feathers embrace the cold of the wind,
I fear the mute chill shrouded in velvet guise.
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