Meena Chopra being featured Art Bar Poetry Series, Toronto Canada, 12th Jan, 2021

 

On the occasion of #HistoricPlacesDay.

What a beautiful and inspiring poem written by @meenachopra the winner of the 2020 selfie contest, on the occasion of #HistoricPlacesDay. pic.twitter.com/gOsCnntftf

— National Trust for Canada (@nationaltrustca) August 13, 2020

I stick to the moist damp earth

fearing devastation.

My mouth is full of clay. 

Is it the smell of the soil that I eat? 

The dry coarse earth? 

Is that me?

PORT CREDIT BY NIGHT

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Confines

I sit near 

a clear flowing stream

trying to read

but my book

does not open

I try hard
eves dropping
to descending shadows
from the mountains
but it seems
my password is lost
in a dark lagoon.

Words have taken the wings
soaring,
valley below is deep
my fist is tight
eyes swollen
tired and sleepless
words are seamless.
They are lost
in a whirlpool.

Why?
Why can I not
read my book
for once at-least?

-Meena Chopra

The Mystery Book

Reverberations

Exuberance (from Facebook)

Charisma

Drawing by Meena

Lush jade jungles

Tracks un-trodden

Lead into the anonymity.

Silence drizzles dew

The grass is still wet
The sun sets on the back of the camel
Deserting daydreams.

The night unlocks

the mysteries