Turning a New Leaf

Renaissance

New moon blooms
Out of the indigo
Void, gently
Emerging from
Meditation, like the
Blinking eyes of
Enigmatic gods in
Rapture.

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_{*all digital photographs are my own, untitled, various settings, © N. Nazir 2020}

I’m just glad Biden won, to be honest. Yes, the above poem is tenuously based on that 🙂 Plus, I just love writing acrostics.

Teamed with some autumnal shots from a recent exhilarating walk. Fresh rays bouncing off burnt umber and rustling ochres. Willow tresses in the wind. Light changing at any given moment. I always try for painterly shots, autumn being one of my faves. No doubt they are spectacular elsewhere, in the sprawling forests of Canada, for instance, in the yawning landscapes of Tasmania. This is a humble green space in Birmingham. Still, it can be enjoyed anywhere. Nature’s internal clock ticks, turns over a new leaf. The seasons are a beautiful constant thing.

November indeed feels potent with something positive at last. A new president, a successful vaccine, what’s the third thing? There’s got to be a third thing.

And how are you all? Thank you, perchance, for stopping by.

_{© N. Nazir 2020}

A Phonetic Police Alphabet Poem

At the Sierra Nevada, I paused
to slug my whiskey and listen
to the echo of my voice howl
across the delta.  Quebec
has nothing on India but the
Limas are out doing the tango
or maybe I’ve drunk too much whiskey
’cause don’t I mean llamas? Oscar 
wouldn’t join me, it’s too alpha
for him to climb the canyons
and scream bravo at the top
he’d rather play golf then go
back to his hotel and iron his 
uniform before doing a kilo of
charlie. I met a yankee on the way
up called Mike who was quite the 
Romeo, nothing like my papa which is
no bad thing but I’m pretty sure I wasn’t
the Juliet he was looking for.  Now
the llamas are doing the foxtrot and
the zulus have come out to watch
though they’re camouflaged, still
my x-ray eyes can see them for
today I am the victor of my life
for November brings with it
a renaissance.

In case you wanted to try your own, here it is below:

A – Alpha
B – Bravo
C – Charlie
D – Delta
E – Echo
F – Foxtrot
G – Golf
H – Hotel
I – India
J – Juliet
K – Kilo
L – Lima
M – Mike
N – November
O – Oscar
P – Papa
Q – Quebec
R – Romeo
S – Sierra
T – Tango
U – Uniform
V – Victor
W – Whiskey
X – X-ray
Y – Yankee
Z – Zulu

_{© N. Nazir 2020}

_{*idea to use the police phonetic alphabet for this poem challenge belongs to Sara-Jayne Arbury, poet and workshop facilitator of Ledbury Poetry Festival, UK. A great free writing exercise if ever I tried one.}