Wednesday, July 20, 2005

togetherness

Old trees
Stand guard
All night.

........


Night sky
Blush-stained and bruised
Carries the moon.

39 comments:

Jaxe said...

Gul, these are very beautiful. I especially like the first one's imagery! Six words can evoke so many images in my mind :-)

Dale said...

"Blush-stained and bruised" -- there's a line to die for.

Wonderful!.

Misreflection said...

Blue stained and bruised carrying the moon, Gees where do you find this stuff;), kind of reminds me of the burdens we carry and the bruises we have to show for it. Great work GS

Sue hardy-Dawson said...

I love the immage in the final stanza, it's true skys do look bruised. Beautiful

Anonymous said...

you paint a pretty picture with your words. kudos.

iamnasra said...
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iamnasra said...

very peaceful poetic haiku..you really getting so good at it..

Old trees
Stand guard
All night.

........

Night sky
Blush-stained and bruised
Carries the moon.

they seem to be one as the trees guarding in the still night
The night is exuasted holding the moon in its sky

Thank you for sharing your Haiku with us

M said...

Nice..!

Minkey girl said...

Veryyy nice :)

mermaid said...

Gulnaz, I'm curious about the night sky "bruised" I get the feeling that it, too, like the trees feels old, and has to caryy so much, including the moon.

stella said...

i looked up at the sky last night and noticed it was almost a full moon... splendid timing of your poem...

DeeM said...

Stella, i did too! around 9pm out my window.

i love the thought of carrying the moon. a new way to look at it.
nice!

Lorena said...

aahhh. so beautiful.
"carries the moon" so sweet. :)

Anonymous said...

Hi Gulnaaz,
Please read the news below. I am curious to see if it causes you to cry for these innocents souls ( like Brits) and makes you write a great poem for this injustice!
Thanks Gul-
Anon



ONDON, July 20, 2005 (IslamOnline.net) – The US-led occupation forces in Iraq have caused 37 percent of civilian deaths – some 25,000 in two years -- in the war-torn country, according to a survey by a US-British non-government group.

The survey by the Iraq Body Count (IBC) found that US-led occupation forces were chiefly responsible for the huge numbers of dead civilians, with criminals and gangs a close second at 36 percent, while resistance fighters accounted for 9.5 percent, Reuters reported.

The IBC’s survey said that US air strikes caused most (64%) of all deaths categorized under the explosives section.

“The ever-mounting Iraqi death toll is the forgotten cost of the decision to go to war in Iraq. On average, 34 ordinary Iraqis have met violent deaths every day since the invasion of March 2003. Our data show that no sector of Iraqi society has escaped,” Professor John Sloboda, one of the report’s authors, said on the group’s Web site.

The survey, dubbed “A Dossier on Civilian Casualties in Iraq, 2003-2005,” said that almost a third of civilian deaths occurred during the invasion itself, from March 20 to May 1, 2003, when US-led forces carried out their “shock and awe” bombing campaign on Baghdad.

In the first year two years after the invasion-turned-occupation, 24,865 civilians were reported killed with women and children representing almost 20% of deaths.

“Children were disproportionately affected by all explosive devices but most severely by air strikes and unexploded ordnance including cluster bomblets,” according to the survey.

The UN Development Program (UNDP) has said that Iraqi children are paying the silent cost of the US-led occupation with malnutrition rates exceeding by far those in the world’s poorest and disease-plagued countries.

The United Nations children's relief agency (UNICEF) has further said that as many as half a million traumatized Iraqi children will need psychological help as a result of the US-led war.

Akruti said...

I am becoming a silent reader here,because i always fall short of words to express the beauty of the words here:)

gulnaz said...

Irina, thanks, i am so glad you like them....i like silence amongst many other things, gives me space to clear my thoughts.

Jaxe, thank you...you have a fine imagination, sir! :)

Dale, thanks...*blushes* :)

Missy, battered and bruiesed we carry on loving. :)

Sue, am so glad you think like that too! thanks!

Mitzee, thanks, seeing you after a long time...glad you enjoyed the picture.

Nasra, i like peace. :) your appreciation is very encouraging sweetie!

Manjusha, thanks!

Minkey Girl, thanks and come by again! :)

Stella, i looked at it too. i just love a full moon both when its shiny and silver and when its a day old, slightly yellowish looking grand. :)

Deem, thanks! all this moon-talk has made me think of that song from moonstruck's sound-track, when the moon shines like a pizza in the sky its amore....ting-a-ling-ting-a-ling!

Lorena, love is sweet. :)

Anon: you are really begining to irritate me now! i'm not even going to bother replying to this. just one more thing. get your own blog. do not use my space anymore for this. next time i'm going to delete your comment, if it is in the same vein. thank you so much for spoiling my mood!!! passing thought, read my reply to your earlier comment. end of discussion.

Yvaine, then i am glad i wrote it. :)

Akruti, aww you are such a sweetheart! i enjoy reading your comments, don't be silent please! :)

{illyria} said...

oh my! i love the image of blushing and bruised night. it's so sensual and tender.

Pallavi said...

AHhh Togetherness.. its something you never miss when you are on your own but once you get the taste.... its like an addiction... :)

Pallavi said...

beautiful haiku by the way :)

Renee Wagemans said...

beautiful poems

thoughts said...

ok.. first things first .. whats a haiku?
and i cudn't understand the secondlast line...undertood the context though...

thinkpad_84 said...

wow haikus! and the way u expressed yourself actually collapsed poetry n prose! i think one can say a lot in very few words, just like in haiku.

gulnaz said...

Transience, yes that is so... :)

Pallavi, thanks! believe me, you miss it, even if you have never experienced it. :)

Poems and Writings, thank you, I am glad you liked them. I hope you come by again.

Avik, aww thanks! ...sure will drop by soon.

thoughts, Haiku
I am not an expert at it. besides, I am not good at following rules, so you might see a clash between traditional haiku and what i write here.
about the second line: blush-stained and bruised are the colours of the night sky. the context i have them used in, you have already understood. :)

Thinkpad, I am so glad you liked it. thanks for coming by, hope you come again. :)

gulnaz said...

http://www.art.unt.edu/ntieva/artcurr/asian/haiku.html

sorry thougts, the link above is not working, posting it again.

Adrian Neibauer said...

You have two remarkable images in this great poem. The strudy trees display a sense of protection and wisdom, while the night sky seems sore and swollen. It is quite a juxtaposition of feelings. Especially the night sky. Blush stained and bruised linger in my mind long after I read this poem. It sounds painful and responsible. Amazing post!

Anonymous said...

Gulnaaz,
I am sorry Gulnaaz for upsetting you. That was not the intention. The intention was to "KNOW" you. And you did not disappoint me. Thanks again. You will not haer from me, again.
Bye- Have a good life!
Anon...

sk8rn said...

How beautiful. I especially liked the blush-stained, bruised sky carrying the moon. So much meaning in so few words.

. : A : . said...

This is beautiful.

Mridula said...

I love trees and I love your idea that they can stand guard. There is one right in front of my house and now I will always imagine it is standing guard. You have a way with words.

Sindhuja Parthasarathy said...

Night sky
Blush-stained and bruised
Carries the moon.

Beautiful :)

Ah........how i wish i'd a richer vocab :(

gulnaz said...

Stan laurel, thank you for enjoying it so much, it feels good. :)

Anon, hmm....thanks...peace.

Sk8RN, awww thanks!! :)

.:A:., am honoured that you think so.

Mridula, yes trees are wonderful!! The old tree in front of your house must be beautiful and for some reason i think they feel too. i remember my parents wouldnt let me break a flower in the evenings, saying they were sleeping. :)

Samudraa, you write so well yourself and ffrom what i read you have a fine enough vocabulary. thanks, thought. :)

Jon, it seemed to me to be so....:) thanks!

Pincushion said...

So delicately put! Somehow I can't help but think you are that way too :)

anumita said...

Mesmerising! And they are merely 6 little lines. You create magic, Gulnaz!

Jamie Dawn said...

I like thinking that the night sky is "carrying" the moon. Somehow, it's a comforting thought.

mermaid said...

Hey, you forgot me.

gulnaz said...

Mermaid, oops! i'm so sorry, i don't know how i missed you, sorry. :(
When you have lived long enough, you do collect some bruises along the way and so the, 'bruised' for the sky also because of the colour of bruises. :)

Pins, lovely to have you back! you are just too sweet to me! :)
not that i'm complaining. ;)

Anumita, ah!! from someone who can make me cry with her posts! ...sweet! :)

Jamie, yes. :) we all need to be carried don't we?

Everyseven, what do i say to that! thanks, i am so glad you enjoy coming here. i just wing it most of times, never knowing whether i will be able to do it again. :) i really liked you comparing it to fresh organic produce and i love the smell of freshly baked bread!

Pottded-flower, good to have you back, was wondering where you had disappeared. :)
thanks for adding your lines!
:)

Ye manzilen !! said...

Gulnaaz,
I am one of those silent admirers that you attract to your blog. The reason I was silent coz I could not understand ( I have very low IQ) your poetry.

Would it be too much for you to write a post script explaning what;s going on with moon and who is bruised and thinsg like that? It will help me admire you more..

Thats all.

SS

gulnaz said...

SS, i am not quite sure how to answer that. :)

gulnaz said...

finnegan, mmm....yeah i'm vouyeristic like that, peeping into other people's dreams. :)

thank you for your sweet words, kind sir. :)

Potted-flower, is the coooolest one. :)