Wednesday, 26 November 2014

For the watchful eye

Little things pass us by
Unless we pause and eye




Monday, 24 November 2014

Perhaps, forbidden fruit

Behold, the wild fruit
To eat or not to eat





Thursday, 20 November 2014

Of Yin and Yang

In light there is darkness
In darkness there is light



Wednesday, 19 November 2014

Nature's art

Abstract or realism
What you see is what is



Tuesday, 18 November 2014

Its appeal may be only to its owner

Some trees bear flowers, some trees carry discards
Nevertheless, beauty is in the eye of the beholder




Saturday, 15 November 2014

The lesson we learn

Dream high
I reach to touch the sky


Thursday, 13 November 2014

Flying colours

We are grateful they colour our lives.

Brilliance in the sun

Gorgeous hued-back

Hidden, still its colours give it away

Showing off its brightness

Tuesday, 11 November 2014

Almost a camouflage

Seek and you will find.

Blue-tailed bee-eaters up high only visible to searching eyes 
Ylang ylang flower curls to differ from its leaves

To each his own

Everyone has his favourite haunt.

This my hideout, my playground

A place where I come and go freely

Friday, 7 November 2014

Wednesday, 5 November 2014

When imagination takes over

Being in being.

A knee ... who leans there?

A trunk ... who rests here?

A shell ... who lies here?

That which hold me, that which anchor me

That which run over, that which run into.

Sometimes we trail behind

Sometimes we spread beyond

Sometimes we run over each other

Tuesday, 4 November 2014

Sunday, 2 November 2014

Not the hunchback of Notre Dame

Going it alone.

Looks like it's going to be a long day