We can smile like a child who does not know yet many things,
In simple things he’s satisfied, showing his contented feelings.
We can smile like a drunken man, feeling so drowsy and woozy,
Who sings and wears a smile , trying to forget and not to worry.
We can smile like a chimpanzee, who’s so happy with a banana
After giving us a big grin, we can leave him and write our stanza.
We can smile like my grandpa who dearly loves my grandma
Feeling Adonis with his strength, he’s never been into a stigma.
We can smile like blooming sunflowers on those summer days,
Despite the debilitating heat, we can still stand tall with grace.
We can smile like the sun that often shines so bright
Assuring that everyday you and I will gonna be alright.
We can smile and smile even the world sometimes wrenches our heart,
For sadness is a transient and in God’s love, He keeps us without a doubt.
You can smile just like me, who’s already experiencing a bad memory,
But I think I’ve nothing to worry about, for the computer does all for me.
At all times, you and I can wear a smile in any way we want
Infecting others to retain beauty, stay young in body and in heart.
June 24, 2013 4.55am
Sponsor: My greatest poet and sis, Linda
Note: Giving my best to make you smile by making it a little bit funny ;). Have a great day in sunshine! Big sweetest hugs!
Sparkling snow crystals in a bright blue winter wonderland in your hand
A lovely thought about my pretty and beloved mother land
If you see angels in the snow you can remember the time with romance
Enjoy the tranquility descend while giving your childhood a second chance
Snow glistened and sparkled as the most beautiful diamonds at first glance
It was almost a little magic in what happened.... or was it romance
Childhood memories aroused when you see the rabbit tracks in the snow by chance
Oh, so rich I felt as a child in the clear, cold winter nights in snow crystals dance
Small red kids boots in sharp contrast to the white snow and a diamond remnants
Childrens eyes shining in delight and snow crystals sparkle of happiness evidence
A-L Andresen :)
Sponsor :Gail Angel Doyle
Contest Name:A Diamond's Remnants
Deadline: 1/15/2014 12:00:00
(5th in the contest)
Mabuhay, Andrea :D!!!
Such a happy day, guess who's tapping the knocker?
It's lovely Andrea, that's who! My Soup doppelganger!
Why don't you come inside, oh I just love your eyes!
I got truffles, tiramisu and I cooked you a surprise
Better yet, let's stay outside, I just know you love the sun
Let's talk poems, and food then throw in meter for fun!
Here's my surprise,coconut and clam soup, my mom's specialty
What day won't be complete without soup? Just me being goofy :p
Food, friendship, laughter and one of the Soup's best as my company,
I hope this won't just be wishful thinking, but a happy reality!
*** Mabuhay is a typical Filipino greeting, wishing the recipient
"Long Life" and it is also generally used as "Welcome!"
-- sure would love this day to come true though ;)
for Michael's "First Words Over Coffee" contest :D
He caught me one night,
As I shivered with cold,
His words drew me forward,
As hearts stories were told.
Stories of love,
Of passions so pure,
Of lifes deep regrets,
Yet...his good humour endured.
Here was a man,
Complete and unending,
A man with deep talents,
A man worth befriending.
Now what he pulls forward,
With his poetic display,
Is the opening flowers,
In loves sweet bouquet.
A beautiful saviour,
Warm arms outspread,
My hearbeat grows stronger,
For my gift of Red.
A tribute to Red O'Mara
Cherish me as I grow old, and am surely liable to forget things.
I know how interesting life is and the contentment it brings.
I know you'll make excuses to try and be miserable and even try not to go.
Now just have a good trip, even though I know your stress will just grow.
White, sandy beaches and salt tasted air, with an ocean so cold.
Aggravation sets in as we try to put our lawn chairs down to unfold.
Breathe, my love, its as simple as remembering the latch on the side.
Surely, all you had to do is ask, I'm tired of your old, stubborn pride.
Finally, we get our chairs situated and I'm ready to bask in the sun.
You ask for sun block and as I search, you assume I brought none.
Its just at the bottom of the beach bag, you stubborn old ass!
And don't think I don't see you sneaking a sip out of that flask!
I turn bronze as I used SPF 40, you chose SPF 15, and look at you.
Red as a lobster, mean as crab, and I'm enjoying the view.
I tried to tell you, but so stubborn, do you ever plan to listen?
Probably not now, nor never, so your skin will always be red and glisten.
How are you supposed to relax now that you can't move not even a limb?
Our stress free vacation, is as always, starting to look grim.
Oh well, aloe you up, and off to dinner we shall go and have some fun.
Take some Soma, Lortab, and Xanax and you'll be good and numb.
An hour later and you're stress free, and mostly out of that pain.
Good thing, because its in the forecast for Florida rain!
We'll hobble around the block and get soaking wet from head to toe.
Knowing tomorrow you'll be back in pain and stressed so we'll have to go.
But its like this every year, we plan to stay, but I know how you are.
One or two days of driving makes you stiff from sitting in the car.
It'll take the rest of our vacation for you to blister and finally peel.
You're the entertainment in my life, and that's why I'm with you still!
One day in prison I decided to pray
Since then everything has been going my way
When I learned I had Hepatitis one day
I turned it around in a positive way
I summand every drop of strength that I had
Wrote out my books explaining, “This is my bad”
My back injury forever changed my life
Since then everyday is marred with pain and strife
Returning to school was a choice that I made
Making the most out of the price that I paid
Happiness is no more than a frame of mind
Each circumstance holds some happiness to find
It’s all in the way, which you choose to believe
Life is way to short to set around and grieve
Your cup is half-empty, well mine is half-full
As I am a student this life is my school
It’s easy to be happy when all is glad
The trick is learning to find joy in the sad
I’m happy because I refuse not to be
Life is whatever we make of it, you see
Whatever this life chooses to throw my way
I will be happy at the end of the day
Because, I quite simply refuse not to be
This life is the hound dog and I am the flea
By the, "Blood Of The Lamb," like it or not
I'm draining this life of everything its got
One thing is for certain, life will always
be full of trials and test. Happiness is born
within; therefore, these trials and test can
only alter our course they cannot define them.
Learn to make the most out of every situation
and you will have learned how to be happy!
God has a plan,
And it is out of my hands.
Pieces of paper and pieces of strings.
Everywhere we can find pieces of things.
Pieces of cake, fruits, chocolates, and meat
and so many other good foods we can eat.
Sweet pieces of heaven and pieces of earth!
But pieces of some things have little worth.
There are pieces of cardboard, puzzles, and ice,
furniture, clothing, and even advice.
Pieces of wood and of mere plastic too
are screwed onto things or put on with glue.
We get pieces of jewelry, money and art.
but only one piece of (if not one’s whole) heart!
Sometimes a person more than releases -
He picks, pulls or tears or smashes to pieces!
Folks fall to pieces, but as for me,
it’s “thrilled to pieces” I wish to be!
For the Pieces poetry contest of Black Eyed Susan
I wonder about nonsense and things that are askew,
Like, if you strangled a Smurff would it's face turn Blue?
And is Rudolf's nose really as bright red as they say?
I mean, would you recognise him if you saw him in May?
Sentences we use are strange and wonderful to decide,
Why do we say stairs are indoors and steps are outside?
We're always looking for something that’s left us bereft
If you lost your left arm would your right arm be left?
I watch sports on TV the player's struggling in a ruck,
I mean, I get enough exercise just pushing my luck!
Why don't cemeteries explain the prices they're giving?
They just moan and blame it all on the cost of living!
Science and its wonders and the knowledge they spark.
If they are so cleaver, answer me, "what’s the speed of dark"?
But my brain starts to throb and the questions grow dim.
And the fool inside me says, good night to me and him.
A small romantic rain poem dedicated to hubby..wrote by Mrs.Madhavi.Suyog.Pagare
"Ohhhh Rain....Shower again!!!!! "
"Showering in the rain..
Draining the pain..
Enflueraging the essence of arenicolous sand..
Feeling blessed porting on this beautiful greenary land..
Trees were roaming under fiercing winds..
Thanks nature for benevolently so kind..
Sip of sizzling coffee With Caramalized sugar..
Cheers hubby to accompany me my gelling agar "
Wanna capture dis Driplets of aromatic water near by lake..
So that i can make icy snowflake..
that's amazing.."but ohhhh god, I wish my honey is here.."
Wrote by Mrs.Madhavi.Suyog.Pagare