old hands count the coins
quiet morning passes by
someone helps today
The greatest power hides
in the plain light of things...
a promise kept
is more valuable than coin,
a kind word
can outshine the day,
a helping hand
makes the heavy load
feel light.
These are the spells
that outlast empires,
the soft enchantments
that outlive the loud ones.
Pushed to the pavement. Flattened by memories. Can’t see Tomorrows light
Today I’m grateful for understanding how helping others
when they’re feeling hungry or sad or blue…
has this wonderful reciprocal effect…
of helping me feel better too.
He gently holds her arm
They tread cautiously to cross the street
Them ~ his cane her walker
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
I am grateful for this little bit of knowledge
over the years I’ve come to know:
The moment I help another person…
Is the moment we help each other grow.
Looking for love may not succeed
Learning to love may help indeed
Letting love flow, may be the seed
Lift another by doing a loving deed
Love others first, take the lead
Lady or gent, please do not plead
Lasting love is drawn to a need
I’m grateful I understand…I think it’s universally agreed
when we look around our world
we can’t help everyone in need…
But think of how many people would be helped…
when each day is done…
If somewhere in that day..
we each helped just one.
People come and people go
and how the times do change
but something here needs to be done
it should be rearranged
preachers pundits politicians
won't ever set things right
the man in the street can make a difference
if he takes up the fight
so many souls lost at sea
tho' they're on dry land
action speaks louder than words
they need a helping hand
and I'd rather see one good deed
putting things back on track
than hear one more kind word
a verbal pat on the back
I prefer to see
one good deed done willingly
lip service carries no weight at all
none whatsoever with me
Every morning, when I walk under my cherry trees,
There is soothing breeze which awakens my senses,
The flash back of life events roll before my eyes,
I am sent in soul searching and search for the meaning of life,
Long ago, I came to USA with a suitcase full of clothes,
A few dollars which government allowed, lasted only half a month,
Tearfully I had to take a loan, with lot of hesitation,
Loan office quipped, “If you are not in debt, you are not an American”.
Years passed, took many loans, paid many,
Worked hard, made some money,
Family flourished, till all moved,
Now I am in an empty nest.
Now I get kissed daily by,
The passing breeze of awakening,
What good is life if it does not help anyone,
Needy need food, money to educate, keep them healthy.
When I sponsor few needy students to go thru college,
I am not helping just one, but generations to come,
When hungry get food, they become strong and get ready to work,
When sick gets better, their whole life sees wonderful future.
As for awakening, I am moving away from selfish life,
Wrapping up my earthly belongings,
Readying my one suitcase,
Never know when the call comes to leave the world.
F-irm
L-ove
O-ften
R-eplaces
Y-our
V-ulnerable
E-motion,
L-etting
A-ffection
S-imply
C-ancel
O-ppression
©bfa052025
Monocrostic (Birthday of Flory Velasco)
I was grateful for the love of family and friends
But I was longing to hear your voice just once again
Then I came upon a box that I had not seen
There was a note that read ‘just a few keepsakes to you-from me’
I would recognize that handwriting anywhere
It was from you, my beloved my dear
I carefully opened it--not knowing what I would see
The box opened easily without a need for a key
I peered into the box
At first, I was a bit confused
Was this one of your jokes?
Or were these things really to be used?
There were:
Glasses – to help me to look for the best
A blindfold – to assist me in overlooking the rest
Some glue – to remind me not to be broken apart
A doorknob – to keep open the door to my heart
A glove – to incite me to offer a hand when I observe a fall
A ladder – to provide me with the vision to help others stand tall
I closed the box but promised to open it again
Whenever I missed the voice of my mentor and friend
Some people are so quick
To reach the heights
That they prefer to hold
The feet of the elders
Rather than holding hands
Of the small ones.
This year, you walked into my life,
Brought me music and sunshine,
Triggered my brain's artistic side.
I loved all those time we were together,
Messaged one another via Conversation Apps,
Carried out the "Put lipstick on the pig" projects.
Repaired the rear boundary fence,
Assembled the coffee table,
Went shopping and preparing food,
Shared simple healthy meals of veggies and fruits
Listened to music and watched videos.
It was my pleasure to share with you,
My daily music adventures stories,
Traveled from MCC, MC to MUni,
The heavy weight on my shoulders,
Carried those fruits of your favor,
Delivery to you at the front door,
Patiently waited till your second home closed,
How happy I was to see you,
The moment you washed and munched those fruits.
Now, all that lives only in my memories.
Helping And Forgiving
Miracle Man
1/10/2025
We should extend a hand,
to the one who has need.
They shouldn’t have to ask,
to beg us or to plead.
For at some point in life,
we may encounter the like.
Then maybe we’ll be told,
to just go take a hike.
When we make mistakes,
others ridicule and shame.
While under secrecy’s cloak,
have often done the same.
An old oft used axiom,
that’s often true and profound.
The saying goes like this,
“what goes around comes around.”
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