Writer’s Block Party: Read to Write

Logo of Look and Read

Logo of Look and Read (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

When was the last time you experienced writer’s block? What do you think brought it about — and how did you dig your way out of it?

If I don’t read, I can’t write.

It’s as simple as that.

It doesn’t have to be about what I intend to write.

The reading’s serendipitous.

The writing does not take a fall.

I read. Ergo, I write.

To write is to read—a lot.

How hard is that for you to understand?

How simple have I to be for you to get it?

What a party!

~Linus Fernandes

Edge of the frame: Islands in the stream

We often capture strangers in photos we take in public. Open your photo library, and stop at the first picture that features a person you don’t know. Now tell the story of that person.

It’s quite strange that you ask,

We have pictures taken by strangers

But rarely with them or of them.

Islands in the Stream

Islands in the Stream (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Well, maybe of them (for their cameras)

But you know what I mean.

Who they are, What they do,

Where they go, whatever!

Who cares, you say?

~Linus Fernandes


Alphabet poem: Words!

UWM alphabet

UWM alphabet (Photo credit: 2fs)

Write a 26-line poem using all the letters of the alphabet. Have the first line start with the letter “A,” the second “B,” the third “C,” etc.

Alphabets are what this poem is made up of,

Better than alphabet soup and random letters, I guess.

Completely in sequence, not one out of place,

Devil take you, if you dare!

Empty though it may seem,

Fought to find some symphony, some harmony!

Great to see the flow still continues,

Haggard with the effort, I’m surely not!

I make the words rhyme and yet make sense,

Jealous, are you?

Kingly a talent, it is not!

Low-balling a target, you think!

Making a rhyme for a dime,

Not sucking at it, I hope.

Over every objection about such trivial pursuits,

Pen and pencil could never match the way I type.

Quest for a holy grail this is not!

Rest assured, I will not be a poet laureate!

Sum them up and you may count the words,

Tete-a-tete over this poem will be a cup of coffee, dear! Starbucks?

Underwhelmed by the effort, the readers may be,

Victory is just four letters away!

Wise the man, who has the time and mind.

X’mas come early , a gift indeed!

You may laugh, you may cry,

Zebraesque verse you read here!

Poetry: Anger


Singeing my soul to its very depths!
I try to leave it behind! It depletes me!
But the angered and the incensed follow me everywhere!
Interrupting, disrupting , until rage manifests itself  in me!
Who shall countenance it? Always? This great detractor!
But yet again, it shows.


~Linus Fernandes


St. Anger

St. Anger (Photo credit: Wikipedia)


Anger Controlls Him

(Photo credit: Wikipedia)


Poetry — Thoughts In Projection

I might be slow;
I might not dance
The way you’d like.
I might not be your dream;
I might not even cry
When you want me to.
I might be blunt;
Sharp if need be
And even ignore you
When you need me.
But then you ought to ask
Did you dance for me?
Did you smile when I wanted you to?
Or was I to be your puppet,
Was I to be your moppet?
Or maybe this is just me
Projecting me on you.
But then I’m too slow
And you’re too fast for me.

—Linus Fernandes


Just a little

A smiley by Pumbaa, drawn using a text editor.

Image via Wikipedia

Care a little,

Talk a little,

Walk a little,

Enjoy a little,

even sulk a little!

A little joy,

A little happiness,

A little peace,

A little lie,

Slow it may be,

Slow it may appear,

May take a little more time,

But little things count,

and so do little people!

Little can be big!

Just a little bit of loving,

A little bit of liking,

A little bit of everything and you’ll soon forget about belittling little!

– Linus Fernandes



The World Will Not Wait

The world will not wait,

however much you wish,

however much you hope,

however much you try,

however much you cry.

Just as day turns into night and night into day,

the circle of life churns on,

mocking the futility of counting time.

Time can never be kept, just as time cannot keep you,

it’s just grasping sand, and it slowly, surely oozes away.

And so it is , just as time is never enough,

The world is not enough!

– Linus Fernandes

Poetry in Motion!

Benefits of Global Blogging:  Dinner Companion...

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Some interesting poetic posts from the blogosphere (  should it be poetrysphere?)




Have a great day!

Haiku Musings

Bright Lights

Slow lights,
Fast nights,
Dance the wild side!

Pointed Verse

Day shadows
Night lights
Weak might
Loose tights.
Wrong right,
Blind sight.
So right, so left!
You get the point!


Tamarind, tangy tangible
Just a hint of vinegar,
Just a taste of life in the light!



Yellow sliding doors
Left to right,
In and out.

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