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Senryu
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SENRYU
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he is not guilty...
he says... yet kicks nature out
forgets natures trumps...
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Tanka
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The melancholy howls
echoes through the dark forest
coldness clings to skin
heartbeats infused with time
souls intertwined with nature
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Your golden heart,
sets others apart.
Your gentle way,
shall never stray.
From the other side,
our worlds collide.
Your nature divine,
which is hard to find.
For your tender age,
you are quite the sage.
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Down but not out; Edited; She was the eyes behind my head; But not anymore; She's changed; Loveless; Noble; Slow dancing; Age unknown; This is the unknown; Of course we are afraid; It is human nature to fear the unknown; Every song I play is a facet of myself; The unknown houses many things; Nobody knows why I do the things I do; Or why I say the things I say; Not even me;
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Carpe Diem
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Peace again rules My~Day~
Comforting.... in a pleasant light hearted way
Nature draws me near
Banishing all my fear
Thank You Lord
For giving me Light
Holding me Dear through the Night
It is a Choice that we make
A Dream this Love must not forsake
Take my hand and come with me
There is nothing if you follow the dark
Eventually you become the mark
It is never to late to swallow your pride
Humble is a lasting stride.....
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Free verse
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what she loves rules your life
woman got power
they multiply in season
they can control you
expecially unoticed
woman are sensitive
they got high virtue
when they are into you
at the end of the day
she can tell of you like
a professional story teller
when she loves you
women are possessive
even if she loves you
that is there nature
she own you no apology
yet your lips can't
escape apologizing
woman are a source
of power
as much as they
can pull down even
the strongest in heart.
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Free verse
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When blackened at that time,
as the fate of this country,
In the Dai Nippon colonial era,
the baby was born.
Childbirth is true fate.
breastfeeding as God's gift,
laudatory nature and remarkable deeds.
Nothing for partus sequitur ventrem,
children born not to slaves.
Mom, who nine-monthed him,
happy and grateful.
The baby was exceptional.
The Colonial Army never sets claws,
unexpected obstacles,
grounding and sinking.
Where?
Who?
Naqaba, walked,
followed a narrow path.
The Guru,
Sekumpul.
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Rhyme
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Paint me a picture…
To journey with eyes,
Majestic mountains
Prime pastel skies.
Imagine it true with
Nature abound,
For miracles happen
Where dreams are fair found.
Tell me a story…
Whispers of heart,
Nuture my soul
Til death do us part.
Wandering with words
Marvellous message,
Softly spoken
Pristine passage.
Sing me a song…
Rock me with care,
Master of melody
Entrancing me there.
Piece me a solo
Free flowing contour,
Take me away
Crescendo a roar.
Embrace me with care…
Never let go,
Wrap me in love
Taking it slow.
Keep it a secret
Much confidential,
When fire is hot
Grace it with gentle.
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Sonnet
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My heart is full as I await Springtime
I love to see the various flowers bloom,
As nature comes alive, I feel sublime.
During Spring, I was in my mom's womb.
When the birds start to sing, I sing along.
Nature is adorned with bold,vibrant hues ,
Peace fills me, and it becomes my heart’s song
I feel whole, I no longer have the blues
The lovely landscape is such a delight
I enjoy walking through a meadows field,
With my person holding hands, all feels right.
Pure magic happens, a comforting shield
Springtime is meaningful to me each year,
It's seen in my lover's eyes, so sincere.
Alexis Y.
03/01/2021
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Verses composed, daytime dreams,
Lounging in a languid breeze,
Letter by lazy letter they drop
Into the ether, never to be retrieved.
I sometimes long to feel, no,
I let that feeling go, far off, long ago.
It is all trite now, every thing alright,
As hummingbirds alight on thin branches above.
Why dream of love? It is here,
Swirling down in calls from mourning doves.
Each moment expected, projected,
Reserves a momentary morsel of surprise.
Unable to partake, I gaze, breathe in
Literary inspiration, a passing phrase.
Sacred nature, the supernatural in my veins.
It matters not you died; you are here today.
Ann R Cantu
04/26/2023
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I've become worried that being drawn to him, has made him find me somewhere where the lights attracted me an became my friend. It got difficult determining if he fit into my hexagonal world an he did. His edges an dimensions just fit in a way no one elses did.
Our entry point was a desperate tide looking to rise. I stood there inhaling him like my lungs needed air an my heart needed a beat. I've begun falling in love with his orbiting ways. I think his wild nature caused our meeting an he began taking control in my daily life.
These stubborn walls that have demanded his lean have began to shift an adjust to find possibilities to secure myself in his hearts blank space so quickly, I've found a urgency to wield him into my heart without pain.
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Limerick
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Photography & Comments by Rico Leffanta
Rico comments:
February 13, 2012
Hula hands should tell the story, but who is watching her hands?
February 7, 2012
Finally finished processing Punahou School Carnival photos and think this one
is outstanding when one considers the photographer is pre-WWII vintage, not George Clooney!
June 21, 2011
Tasty Susan may hide from the sun, but she is still hot!
— with Susan Lawrence.
Forget-Me-Not For Rico Leffanta
Poets love defines as does your photography
Screening feme fatal like it's a mammography
Blissful images erected
Virility unaffected
Observing what nature offers in demography
Hang loose Rico!
Mahalo
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OLD WEATHERED BIKER
Come sit by my side and stories be told
of bikes and good times on open road
Winding our way to destinations desired
under wind, rain and sun all mired
Nature reminding us of its command
take in its grandeur from hills to sand
Conversation with those who are there
living the dream with experiences to share
A beer, a laugh and a wave goodbye
we will meet again when the day is nigh
Old boots now sit with leather in strife
a revealing glimpse to a wilder life
Us replicas as dust gathers round
weathered old men riding wheels to the ground
Once young and full of passionate desire
now happy to reminisce by an open fire
Come sit by my side and I will reveal
life lived unabashed and truly real
Man and his bike forever entwined
till death do part and one left behind
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Nobody will ever know the real person that you were
That glint of magic in your eyes, your giggle that warmed your families hearts.
You chose to care for others. You chose to put people first. You stood in front of a virus for which you were ill prepared.
Your government scoffed and scorned on the words your profession had to say. They chose to clap for you and your colleagues dying every day.
You had so much to give. You cared for everyone. No matter what language they spoke no matter what colour their skin.
Your government expected more and used your caring nature to plan their blame. They expected you to act like soldiers and give your lives fighting this thing.
We will remember the sacrifice you were made to make. We will remember you, your profession and you people sacrificed for political sake.
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Narrative
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Weren't you just the life of the party
With me...content to be
Somewhere silently listening to the laughter
Myself as company
Yes I was faithful far too long
And what I thought was wrong, was wrong.
But I'm still loyal
I do believe
Not a crooked card was delt to me
For free...
I paid with my virtue
I prayed with my heart
That still I could love you
Inspite of the dark
Nature, that drove you so
It's all I remember
Yet no one can know
How it's constantly playing the Blues in my mind
And it hasn't subsided that often I find
So if I dream
It means I've slept
But a dream is not a dream at all...
If I've wept.
So when this bitter taste has swelled my lips
And the salt remains on fingertips
Isn't a thought as just as this...
One great & giant secret
She shall spy
One day, one hour, one minute...
As have I.
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Burlesque
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I
On the first day of the second week
Creator said, "Help me help the meek,"
Maybe She meant the gentle sex
To empower every lady called "my Ex,"
With hyenas, then, he turned tables: shreik!
II
With Hyenas, there's laughing both ways
Except if you're a male dog, top dog, always
To enjoy that needed ecstasy, delight
The lady you cannot overpower or fight
She has a psuedop-n-s, how Nature delays!
III
To have sexual encounters with hyenas, female -
The male must seek access, or he'll meet a tail
Its a psuedop-n-s, extended cl--oris
Say vets and others who are the experts
Bizzare: she retracts this organ if he's her male!
IV
Still, the tale is not complete
Until we repeat the psuedopen-s is exit
For babies in her womb: she gives birth thence
Painful? I cant say, It may be my pretence
To sound more expert on hyenas in heat
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We may live on the same island.
Tonight we me even see the same clouds pass the moon under the stars.
We may sit in a public house, alone and together.
We may walk past each other all smiles.
We may have a similar outlook.
We may crave the same things.
Lies and truths mix together when nice survival is the real thing.
We are so different yet so similar.
So similar but different in so many ways.
The eyes just can’t hide the true nature.
Then the nature’s here to stay.
Our histories create a menace, a living presence shadowing our lives with our sins.
Until we look we just can’t see. We never really know who each other is.
Time plays with our minds and with time we know we can’t win.
You may see me, I may see you. Our eyes may react to our smiles but the makeup soon wears pretty thin.
Warm eyes soon turn cold dark.
Our physicality is so different from what lives deep under the skin.
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Take it lightly!
We won’t don’t that again!
The fields to wonder, the open spaces to mend! We need our share of nature and the great outdoors. We need to be in sunlight, we need to be able to explore.
The services we have crippled and let the politicians maim. The nature we have scoffed at making decisions on what will remain!
A shake up to the system - the one thing that it’s legacy can bring. We have to look into our own hearts to let the healing begin.
This is just a taste of reality letting us know how small we are! The world has been our planet but is it us that belong to this spinning rock under that golden star?
Let’s press the reset button on our behaviours, hates and lies. Let’s respect all the many forms of lives. Let’s find peace with each other and have compassion and feel love.
Let’s not take it lightly, let’s together find joy in humanities wondrous and beautiful brotherhood.
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We spoke loud ripping through layers of insecurities and shadows. Unrecognizable at the reflection of what once was memories to be kept ,we weep. The thought of reviving what we thought would never die is a challenge unmatched and yet we fight. Using only what we know as weapons our emotions those poison thoughts in which charge up the ego and unleashes devastating blows to the heart ,the one thing that makes beautiful songs when cared for. A mysterious feeling of uncontrolled passion the highs and the lows and yet so cold like winter storms with no heat on the freezing nature that causes pause to time, only for a moment when the low sets in and the glass shatters from all the pressure when darkness sets in after the fire dies down that black soot awaking every feeling of disparities fear the realization that all that release really meant the let go the finally and for what intentional winters ended up just breaking a heart.
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Epic
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Real recognize real
While I walk through the seasons of life
I meet alot of souls along the way
Some was nice
Some was wrong
Some was good
Alot was bad
Some was intimidating
Some was just friends
Alot was selfish
Too many was greedy
Despite all I meet on this Journey
There was the little few
Whose personality were beyond words cos
Real recognize real
Real recognize real
All I needed was what money can't buy
I don't ask for your ego or your level
I just wanted realness
No faking around
Life is short and I got no time
To retain it shorter than supposed
So I seek for my kind
They are not easy to come by
They are not everywhere
They are few who wear the lense of nature
They are not common
And when ever I find one
We connect so deeply
So happy with warming heart
We dont need money to stay in connected
Cos is not easy to come across realness
No wonder
Real recognize real
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Prose Poetry
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Maybe you'll move on quickly, and that's ok. I won't even take part in your life anymore and that's ok. You won't love me anymore, and again, that's ok. There is nothing I can do about it. The only thing I know is that by the time you are going to be reaching skyscraper high mountains, and conquering new worlds, I'll still be drenched in this never ending ocean, deep as my thoughts in which I'll keep drowning until your fingerprint pattern is tattooed on my skin again. And Maybe one day I'll travel the universe and if I find a new planet I'll still name it after you. But that won't happen, because you are not coming back, and if you are I hope that by that time, you've learned that killing beautiful things isn't a hobby and as it's written in the rules of nature things finish and life ends so there can be a balance. Maybe that's why your love for me did, because somehow the universe decided that just one of us could be happy if we split, you were the lucky one.
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The Living Hiatus
A Brief conclusion to my restless nights
A quick pause to my consistently running mind
A Walking, breathing, beautiful, drift to my hard times
I know I may use, abuse and possibly confuse the situation we're in;
But you are the living hiatus from where my problems begin.
I understand that is a lot to handle...
And my jealous nature surly causes a lot these scandles.
But how can I not be addicted to this high bid gamble.
Like a throw of the dice
I don't think twice
Because of the equilibrium that reaches my soul when you look in my eyes.
My living, breathing, walking hiatus.
You say it's inevitable that you'll hurt me.
But I can't quit,
With all the smarts and the wits
Something deep down in me
Says the feelings mutual,
So if only for a season, and only for that reason; that this love was created...
You'll forever be mine and I'll forever be yours; A Living, Breathing walking Hiatus.
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I pass by the nature everday,
To see it's beauty in every way.
The sound of the shiny streams that pass through every night,
Reminded me of your light which was blinding bright.
In the garden full of roses covered in dew,
Mine was covered in thorns a few.
I keep wondering about your sweetness towards me,
Which had turned into darkness to be.
I tried forgetting you,
But it was still quite blue.
Whenever I would stare at the twinkling stars,
It would remind me of you and your painful scars.
Everything seems dark without us,
And I think that's something we're both supposed to discuss.
Seeing two clouds merge in the sky,
Reminded me of your hugs in July .
Everyday just passes by me getting through you,
And I had lost all my virtue.
So, at nights I weep,
And in loneliness I sleep.
I kept pouring my eyes sometimes,
Until the day we finally criticised to survive
For being together in those happy times
Till we both were in coffins but alive.
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He has found himself much happier
In a life which no longer dictates
That he must be “himself”. She would rather
Go by a more feminine name, and I know
How much more comfortable she is in her
Newfound skin, the one that happened to have
Always been there. And in every movement,
As she swirls around her girlfriend, like a storm;
The woman who has accepted without question
Every stage of the transformation of her boyfriend
Into her current girlfriend. The idea of gender
Suddenly does not matter to her. To either
Of them. Because, I know what happiness
Looks like, and this love looks exactly like
My very own, the only kind I’ve known.
Because, I also know how often the children of
My generation have found themselves in
Defiance of their parents’ preoccupation
With providing their kin with a better life
A life on their terms of decency and familiarity.
I find we are all much happier
Providing our own definitions
Studying nature as it develops, naturally,
And finding happiness on our own terms
And based upon our own definitions.
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Dear Mike,
I just wanted to touch base with you and write how I feel at this moment. While you were here, you taught us so much. I still play your songs because I like THE WAY YOU MAKE ME FEEL through your music. It brings me closer to you. My favorites are MAN IN THE MIRROR and BLACK AND WHITE.
You know yo boy BEN broke up with DIRTY DIANA and told her to BEAT IT. She began to SCREAM and yell I WANT YOU BACK. Drama, drama, drama. She always WANNA BE STARTIN' SOMETHIN' acting like she's all BAD. It must be her HUMAN NATURE and that could be DANGEROUS.
Anyway, he started dating this PRETTY YOUNG THING name BILLIE JEAN. She is a LIBERIAN GIRL. She told him he reminds her JUST A LITTLE BIT OF YOU.
Well, we all miss you. We feel you were GONE TOO SOON. By the way, there is suppose to be a concert in your honor and you know one thing Mike, I've GOT TO BE THERE. I will ROCK WITH YOU forever, for I NEVER CAN SAY GOODBYE to you and you will never be OUT OF MY LIFE.
You, your dancing and your music will live on and on forever and ever.
Love Always,
Colette Dright
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