Kala Ramesh is a performing vocalist in Indian Classical music. Coming from an extremely artistic and culturally rich South Indian family, Kala believes -- as her father is fond of saying -- that "the soil has to be fertile for the plant to bloom" and feels that she owes this poetic streak in her to her mother. A proud mother of two young adults, Kala lives with her husband in Pune, India.
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Under this wonder
of Nature
the swallows fly again
hi dalip daswani,
please go to tinywords.com [ web-site]…. go to their home page …. then to the haiku you want to give your response to…. and type in your response below, at – Leave a response.
– got it ?…. just try.
Under this wonder
of Nature
the swallows fly again
The seeing eye dog
Is tentatively sniffing
Chrysanthemums
above the clouds
glancing the rainbow–
evening rush hour traffic
chopin
rainbow in neighbour’s
garden watering
grape clusters
in the end of autumn
prey for the hungry birds
a night ride
the wind blows
into my smiling face
blowing bubbles
rainbows burst
on blades of grass
rainbow in the sea –
the arc of colours
melts into the waters
Autumn rainbow–
Over the rocks,
A clear stream flowing
Collin, great verse.
such beautiful responses. . .
thank you all –
mountain dips
allowing the rainbow
to arch
the train
passes before
the rainbow fades
-kala
one haunting rainbow
in the misty aftermath
alone in its touch
lovely tiny words, Kala
in my outdoor shower
I touch spiderwebs
and rainbows
I submitted my haiku in response
one haunting rainbow
in the misty aftermath
alone in its touch
but kala ramesh I see it has come under your name…what did i do wrong? somebody help! am not too computer savvy
thanks
Dalip Daswani
hi dalip daswani,
please go to tinywords.com [ web-site]…. go to their home page …. then to the haiku you want to give your response to…. and type in your response below, at – Leave a response.
– got it ?…. just try.
-kala
sunset fades black
three bright jewels
blink awake
one haunting rainbow
in the misty aftermath
alone in its touch
2uo131ecyeitrcub
this warm spring night
cold memories–
embrace me