In case you ever wondered – Here’s Mrs Claus

Now that people are closing their chimneys with exhaust hood, how is Santa ever going to climb down ?

 

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Art and thought by my little boy

 

In case you ever wondered, Marks and Spencer has the perfect answer : Meet the cool, calm and collected Mrs Claus !

 

Here is a more detailed post on the advert by slipperyedge.com

Wishing you my readers and fellow bloggers, a very happy Christmas !

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My Third Anthology – ‘Singing Together: Poems for Christmas’

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Delighted to be part of Singing Together: Poems for Christmas, an international anthology of poetry.

Published by Dr. Fabrizio Frosini & the group Poets Unite Worldwide; edited by Fabrizio Frosini, Pamela Sinicrope, Kelly Kurt and Lawrence Beck; this anthology  contains contributions from around 60 poets from 31 countries –  Australia, Belgium, Bhutan, Brazil, Canada, Chile, Croatia, Ethiopia, Greece, India, Iran, Iraq, Ireland, Italy, Kenya, Lebanon, New Zealand, Nigeria, Pakistan, Philippines, Poland, Russia, Sierra Leone, South Africa, Sri Lanka, Sweden, Taiwan, The Netherlands, Uganda, UK, USA.

My Poem: ” I wish time to stand still 

My Role: Contributor

The anthology is available for purchase from Amazon

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Selected poems from this anthology has also been released on Smashwords

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Do you write five poems a day ?

Someone asked me the other day.

Do you write five poems a day ?

That perfect day flashed before my eyes. Trash has emptied itself… Meals cooked themselves… Children have grown large receptive ears… I could almost see my washing machine climb the stairs on its mission to hang the washed clothes. I sit by a bright window, framed by a beautiful sunny landscape, chirping birds flitting on my windowsill. Words just flow from my pen in volumes, filling up the pile of crisp papers on my cosy tabletop. Wow ! What a blissful scenario !

Well, it seldom happens this way.

More often than not, I am rushing to catch a train, sitting through a boring presentation, standing in the hot shower, or slicing potatoes for a meal, when a notion is conceived and gets lodged in the soul. It could have been triggered by the shimmer of melting snow dripping from the trees that I walked under, by a word that I chanced upon in a conversation, or by the pain I saw in a bearded stranger’s eyes. Whatever it is, there is only one path ahead. It is pointless (at least in my case) to hurry and write it down at this point, for it is as tiresome as a woman in labour trying to push the baby out, even before the onset of her final contractions.

So, I just let it be. Slowly as time progresses, the notion starts to whip up emotions within me until my whole self is ablaze. The ecstasy, anger, agony or despair that builds up, consumes me to an extent that I simply must vent it out. It is at this point, when I have my seams bursting, that I write. Words flow unbroken and effortless culminating in sheer euphoria; my soul, a sea after the storm. My baby is born. This and only this, is the primary reason why I write.

Of course, no word was ever written, that doesn’t crave itself to be read. I am no different. After the bliss of creation and seeing your soul roll out into words in front you, the next step is dressing up the baby and presenting it to the world. So, I do minor tweaks, such as, search for a better word to use or do a more proper line break scheme. Then, I sit back with hope, and watch my baby take the first steps gingerly, out into the big wide world.

The third and the most painful stage is, if and when your words fail to strike a chord with your readers. More so, because it is nothing but your raw soul, that is at display.

Still writers write. Why? Because, they won’t have it any other way. Once you have experienced the jubilation of creation, it’s very hard not to. I have been part of three poetry anthologies till date and am also part of numerous online writers’ groups. I have met so many learned people in these forums – PhDs, medical doctors, professors – writing poetry, even if it provides them with no material gain. I have met people grieving the loss of a loved one, those battling serious illnesses, those who have survived personal tragedies.

Why do they write?

I can think of only one reason. Writing is cathartic. It cleanses your mind and sews up your tattered soul, making you ready to meet life head-on, yet another day !

And incidently, this marks my 100th post on Foreverfree 😇


Inspiration courtesy: A post by a friend, Radhika Gopakumar on her blog insanereverie.in
Read the post here > http://insanereverie.in/when-words-get-stolen/

 

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Boys!

Mama! He is irritating me

What did he do ?

He is looking at me !

Five minutes later ….

Mama! He is irritating me

What did he do now ?

He is NOT looking at me !

About Me & Forever Free

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A born and committed introvert whose written word is more eloquent than the spoken one. Finds solace in the splendour of solitude or in the depth of silence that accompanies the first snow. Prone to ecstasy at the sight of a wagging tail, the smell of an old book or the spectacle of approaching rains.

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My Second Anthology – ‘The New English Verse’

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I am delighted to be part of ‘The New English Verse’, an international anthology of poetry.

Edited by Suzie Palmer and published by Cyberwit.Net, The New English Verse is a celebration of loved ones past and present, an exploration into nationality, the trials and tribulations of technology, life-long love affairs, truth, saving the planet, haunted houses and the whole gamut of the ‘sweet and salty’ of life. Proud mothers, fathers, wives, husbands, brothers, sisters, sons and daughters adorn these pages; in addition to a courageous cancer survivor, a brave witness/survivor of war and many more intriguing characters from around the world.

You can read the full list of contributors here

The anthology is available for purchase from Cyberwit and from Pegasus Literary

Dedicated to My Grandmother, for a beautiful relationship beyond words

 

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My First Anthology – ‘Even in My Dreams: A collection of vegan poems’

From a self proclaimed writer/blogger to a contributing author…

I am proud to be part of this anthology, ‘Even in My Dreams’, which is a collection of vegan poems authored by several talented poets from across the globe.

For some one who adores books – loves to hoard, hug, kiss, smell & lick (well… almost 😉) books – to be part of a book, is just priceless !

And it couldn’t have been better timed! What a wonderful birthday gift !

Dedicated to –

My Soulmate:

The love of my life
Without whose soothing presence
Not just my pen, but my soul too
Would have simmered dry
A long while ago !

And to the two little men in my life :

For ensuring a constant supply of choices
To keep me on my toes all the while !
That priceless delicate kiss on my cheeks
For which i will do it all over again !

 


Even in My Dreams: A collection of vegan poems

(Publisher Emma Letessier, November  2016, Perfect-bound Paperback)

 

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A collection of vegan poems from multiple authors from around the globe.

My Poem: ” The igloo calf “

My Role: Contributor

Reviews:

A beautiful volume of always touching, sometimes funny, and invariably accessible poems about why animals matter and why vegans stand up for them.” – Victoria Moran, author, podcaster, and Academy director: Main Street Vegan

All profits from this book go towards the Barefoot Vegan Farm & Animal Sanctuary – Read more about them at BarefootVeganFarm.com 

The anthology is available for purchase on Lulu 


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“Cocooned Verses” on The Minds Journal

A poem on me, by me   –  on the The Minds Journal 

Please consider rating the poem on their website http://themindsjournal.com/cocooned-verses/

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Quotables !

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