whale – Meenas Poems

Poetry

Meena S, Jul 13, 2014
Madurai, meenas17@gmail.com

I had a dream

it was in a stream

water was in gleam

the sunlight fell on the beam

the ambience was in a seam

Indeed, it was a lovely dream.

Set sail in the boat swiftly

saw a whale deadly

moved towards me rapidly

blinked for a moment hopelessly

Indeed, I sat there ghastly.

The whale dashed against the boat

tossed and turned it on the float

down I went into the moat

engulfed by the whale stout

Indeed, it was a total rout.

I cried bitterly in fear

felt a nudge from the rear

the situation was out of gear

thought the end was near

Indeed, it was a panic jeer.

The alarm rang for long

I woke up to a song

caught my foot in the wrong

staggered in a way oblong

Indeed, it was a dream all along.

—
Meenakshi Somasundaram.

The Self Conscious Ocean.

Roaring all days
the mighty blue ocean
goes up and own
one time in fury
another time gently
dashing towards the shore
getting across in a wink
receding to the ocean
kissing the shores with a hug
which looks like an embrace once
and which appears as a strangle in another.
The ocean ‘s roar grows in sound
and velocity according to times
getting over the hills and mountains in anger
and caressing the land in a happy mood.
With the ships carrying men and goods
plying down the seas to the other part of the world.
With the fisherman throwing the nets
attempting to catch a sprawl of fish
With the whales swimming deep
overturning the boats and ships
and small fish rushing here and there
wanting to escape from the whales and men.
The ocean goes on roaring and flowing
unperturbed by rain or storm
by heat or drought – a self-conscious worker.