265.
My 43rd Leaf
Removed thee from tree
It's sturdy and tall
I think not native
Looks familiar but
Do not know its name
By the Trappist monks
Who live by in there
Or just a planter
Folk or foreigner
Don't know who planted
About to enter
The souvenir shop
Where we bought some goods
About 3 o'clock
On way to the wharf
Just in front the shop
Selling souvenirs
Foods and rosaries
Decors and softdrinks
A monastery
On field trip again
But first time in there
With Crim. 2 students
A new experience
That I should treasure!
-04/01/2014
(Dumarao)
*My Toladas Collection
87.
My 16th Leaf
Culled thee from nipa
Little manger roof
We call it “Belen”
By third year students
It's from a palm tree
My advisory
TED BEEd Three
Don't know who from them
But it's one of them
Who got and placed it
Third day January
Third day Twenty Twelve
Third day of the year
Of Water Dragon
About 8 AM
Roof of small manger
Back from one corner
Third years placed it there
With other decors
Character papers
Tolada of kind
The first one unrhymed
Got with two more leaves
Obtained the same day
While Xmas decors unfixed.
-01/03/2012
(Dumarao)
*My Toladas Collection
If you’ll be stranded in a place with only me around
I’ll bring you in my arms safely, comfortably and sound,
I’ll feed you young white spongy-like sprouts and fruits
Provide your clothes from my trunk’s skin, flowers and leaves,
honing your creativity in a flying trapeze of joy or parachutes!
I’ll heal your ailments, I’ve good featured medicines
I’ll give everything I have, treating you my king or queen,
You’ll build your exquisite house and complete furniture
with enough utensils, decors, working and cleaning tools.
You’ll be a great survivor in my embrace ‘til the future!
Jubilant seasons come anytime on your way
Using an evergreen bush and tree everyday
Nice for dresses, foods, drugs, decors, display
In December, it’s a Christmas tree, hooray!
Pick the best types based on purpose
Elegant perfume, air-freshener’s scent for your nose
Rake the seeds for your home landscape, I propose.
A notebook is an object of art
Where the secret notes is hidden
Diaries is written, too personal
Journals is counting daily routine
Too special, full cover decors
After which is beautifully used
Hidden in secret place you only knew
When time of joy, inspire and sadness
This notebook reveal as litanies
Of emotions, fun and laughter release
And when all the life is truly dealt
This notebook becomes a memento of time
Once read again and again as part
Of biography and anecdotes of your life.
Home decors reflect:
Lifestyle, taste, class and rizz
Who's living in it.
Over eight billion balloons from the ground ready to race
Eyeing the sky, so high with God's grace
Countless balloons inflated with embrace
With air so filtered, ready to fly to leave a trace
Balloons of different colors
Colors that speak your words and decors
Different shades people love to gaze
Shades of you in many definitions of maze
One love balloon for each life that strives
One strong balloon over any obstacle that survives
One life for each happy balloon with high fives
One story for each good balloon that grows, smiles
and drives
Pieces of glass shattered on the wooden floor
I maim my pointed finger; it bleeds and runs into my broken door.
Grief is timeless as it seems,
How evergreen to sculpture happiness in my dreams?
I’m beautifully made but devastatingly asking,
“What keeps you awake and keep on going?”
Life is an art that is crafted under a long process
They say it’s worthy to endure; just like how everyone else.
“You need to find hope in your disappointments and failures”
As nonchalant as mosaic, there’s beauty in life’s curvatures.
“Your insecurity is like a fake brush that loses your colors to paint”
Look how splendor the love and support around; need them to acquaint.
Just keep on going is what will keep me going.
For as long as I know that this beautiful life will keep me flowing.
Soon to be draped inside the room where decors and schemes are pretty simple,
I will be the masterpiece; a work of art that outstands like a steeple.
Ye that have come from far
he welcomes thy air except weary dust
that still may hamper this sparkling light
turning bonds feeble
outgrowing and decaying thus dreads.
The air at times conceived
is still forlorn and pauseful
what it now entails and conspires and breeds
nobody and nobody will tell
whether ye have included love and leaves
or went on to include only a decors
for if so people fear to wash and storm tis.
changing men unknown
alas, those revolving but still wild
ruling it, alas those air lovely yet
a sighing of a doldrums.
*Image of Red Moon by Gifer.
Luna Dreams
Fair myth faintly draped sweet tongues, disrobe moist lips.
Voluptuous softness laud splashed scripts,
decors solicitous themes.
Legendary streams...
lissome tune,
dreams,
cast hints, swoon,
splitting well-worn seams,
illuminates striking beams.
Phantasmagoric lunar eclipse,
fair myth faintly draped sweet tongues, disrobe moist lips.
*The Andaree was created by our very own Andrea Dietrich, it has a syllable count of 11-9-7-5-3-1-3-5-7-9-11, and a rhyme scheme of "AabbcbcbbaA" and Line 1 is repeated in line 11. It is to be centered.
2020 July 11
*2nd Place*
Andaree - 11 Lines
~~Joseph May: Judged 2020 July 18
SHE'S ON HER WAY OUT
Little by little he takes down our tree
it was a magical place here for a while
now every bauble and light begins to plea
please bring me back next year with style
Little by little, Christmas season waves goodbye
down comes the decors, a New Year is on the fly
Its time to collect dreams hopes and promises
and bring them to the winds of a whimsical kiss
Little by little I see life like a Kit Kat Rowntree
and yes you eat the butter and skim the ghee
this year, make a promise you can keep
laugh much cry less, take love to the deep ,
Happy New Year Everyone !
Don't lay the plucked flowers on my grave
for,I am not at all alive to crave
I don't want my name to be engraved
for,it had long since been waived
Stack the colorful flower pots on all corners
Sow some grass seeds round the borders
Also plant the flowering green creepers
Let them adorn the place as decors
May the flowers smile throughout the years
and let timbre of smiling flowers reach the ears
of the dancing butterflies and let them appear
and gracefully dance with full of cheers
On the center of the grave, fix a big bird feeder,
may it enthrall the blabbers and baya weavers
Also dig a small pond that is about ten meter
and fill in the pond with crystal clear water
Let it be used as the ultimate thirst quencher,
quenching innocents thirst and there's nothing better.
No need of tombstone and epitaph to honor
My grave shouldn't be a place of horror
Listening to the nature's songs at my place
my soul will ever rest in peace
Triad in 7 beats
Tears as serene morning dew
Hang onto subtle thought strings,
Lavalliere decors my soul.
Written Feb 22nd, 2017
For contest "triad in 7 beats"
Sponsor- nette
You see them perched in windows
Of so many types of stores
But really, they don’t blend at all
In anyone’s decors.
They range in size from tiny
To those taking lots of space,
All with the same expression – blank!
Imprinted on each face.
One waving paw moves up and down
Ad nauseam, to me,
I guess to greet the passersby
In perpetuity.
It blows my mind how such a fad
Gains traction and persists.
My hat goes off to every shop
With keeper who resists.
Since the creation of the universe
The sky sits majestically over our head
Playing an important role in the cosmos
Just like a roof atop
It shrouds the whole world completely
Have you ever wondered the power of Nature?
Maintaining the sky without any pillars
Is something beyond our comprehension
Contributing significantly in weather predictions
An azure sky announces a sunny day
While a grey one means a rainy day
In bad weather conditions like cyclones and storms
A reddened sky reveals the fury of God
From the religious point of view
It is the abode of the Supreme Being
Only the beloved of God, Prophet Muhammad(p.b.u.h)
Had the permission for its ascension
However, the sky is also enhanced with natural decors
Just admire the elements surrounding the sky
The moon and the stars illuminating the sky
Attracting our eyes like a magnet
Indeed it is one of the greatest miracles
Making us ponder over the presence of the Almighty
Imagine a world without sky
Or if it falls on our head!
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