Reshma Ramesh

Rookie - 19 Points (20th April / Bangalore, India)

The Mountains Have A Memory - Poem by Reshma Ramesh

A memory of silence, slow rain,
Of a damp violet, unwritten poems,
A shepherd’s call, the laziness of the falling snow,
And a wind taking birth among sleepy pines.

The mountains seem to have swallowed
The cry of every dawn, a soldier’s bones
And the distance between a falling leaf and the ground.
Yet they are calm as if you were absent

Like nothing has walked past their burning valleys
and no one has wept
Not even a black bird for her unborn child.

Sometimes, suddenly they come alive
The mountains breathe through wandering horse trails,
Wet honey bees and the faint bleat of a lamb.
No sooner they get quite like a cemetery
Than they drown their solitude in my tiny palms.

Perhaps someday they will wake up on my breasts
And remember that they too have a heart


Comments about The Mountains Have A Memory by Reshma Ramesh

  • Jazib Kamalvi (9/24/2017 5:12:00 AM)


    A nice poetic imagination, Reshma. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks (Report) Reply

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  • (8/3/2012 9:46:00 PM)


    BUBBLES are round objects of beauty
    floating free through even the gentlest
    breeze
    So beautiful! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 15, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, December 16, 2011


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