Hues of morning glory

Bright morning glories,

Adorned fences in my town.

Hues-my mother taught.

copyright @ Goutam Dutta

https://www.google.com/amp/s/frankjtassone.com/2020/08/29/haikai-challenge-153-8-22-20-cricket-koorogi-154-8-29-20-morning-glory-asagao-haiku-senryu-haibun-tanka-haiga-renga/amp/

Author: gdutta17

Born in the year 1968, my childhood was spent amidst the beautiful scenic landscape of a small town in India, Ranchi. Though an engineer by qualification, reading, writing and cooking are my passions. Another thing that I am passionate about is my country, India. As they say, a lifetime is probably not enough to explore the whole of India. Currently based in Kolkata, I can be reached at gdutta17@gmail.com.

7 thoughts on “Hues of morning glory”

    1. Thanks. I remember my mother teaching me the difference between shades of pink and purple by showing me the two different ones that used to grow wild. Not that I understand the difference very well even today….my male genes to be blamed for it, I guess. ๐Ÿ˜€

      Liked by 2 people

    1. All moms are, I guess, great when it comes to teaching their children. They have their unique ways to impart knowledge. A few of these snatches of memory seems to have remained stuck in my mind. This prompt nudged one such memory. ๐Ÿ˜Š

      Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

the cunt chronicles

suffering sappho!!!

Poetry and Prose of Ken Hume

Engaging in some lyrical athletics whilst painting pictures with words and pounding the pavement. I run; blog; write poetry; chase after my kids & drink coffee.

The Poetorium at Starlite

An Open Mic & Poetry Show

Words from JeanMarie

mostly poetry, miscellany

Singapore Actually

Mid Life on this Tiny Island. Singapore Daily Photos, Food, Books, Anxieties & My Travels

Tales of the Hidden Trails

A whole lot in the mountains...A tad bit in the sea...deeper in the countryside...dwells a part of me.....A native of nowhere...i cant be tamed i'm free...always torn between two places...to be or not to be!

Diary of a Dreamer

Politics. Humour. Stories. Philosophy. Poetry. And all in randomness within this universe and the next, because why not?

Ruminative Philomath

A world of books, poems and musings!

Selma

Finding the extra in the ordinary

The Earthbound Report

Good lives on our one planet

Sparks From A Combustible Mind

EMBERS FROM SOMEONE DOGGEDLY TRYING TO MAKE SENSE OF IT ALL...

Farheen Dhanjal

Get lost in yourself and you'll find everything.

immaturehand.wordpress.com/

Prose & Article Blog By Suman Sadekar

Reflections

Reflection of your Conscience

%d bloggers like this: