Running across hot piles, the dunes of my feet
Across the white whirlpools of winding waves
Inside the dusty closet, your stripes of vibrancy lure the children
Never wanting to dull the daring sparkles, like July fireworks
Blessing your player with volleys of Olympians
Offering skills to those whose eyes lock onto you
When only the most infatuated ones unlock your full potential
Bending vertebrae and crushing expectations
Even the unathletic understand you are not just a mere toy
Aspirations were set by the youth after their experiences
Crushing nets of tangled white, you are the favorite toy of Zeus
Here is where we had our first tango
Blinding eyes and decorating skies
All on the hottest beach north of luxury Miami
Little children and parents alike yearn for your pop of color
Lovely sandbanks and crowded waters of salt are your motherland~
Born from the hush before dawn,
Beating the pulse of the unseen,
Binding dust to living form,
Brushed from the mouth of the Eternal,
Bearing the weight of our days,
Becoming wind through mortal clay,
Blessing each fleeting moment.
The sky cries softly into the sea
Muslin mist offers comfort to the waves
Tide ebbs and sways like a returning lover
The sun playfully dips its chin
to ease its unquenched heat
and insect sand wriggles between naked feet
The skipping stone with lessing effort kisses
liquid mirror
The land and water gentle and eternal
hold hands in hope
but always soon must part
J-oy
O-f
N-ew
A-bode
L-ets
Y-our
N-ice
M-ind
A-pprehend
G-reat
B-lessing
U-nder
H-ome
O-f
S-alvation
Topic: Birthday of Jonalyn M. Magbuhos (June 12)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
J-ust
U-se
A-nother
N-ew
C-hance
H-aving
O-btained
E-arly
B-lessing
I-n
D-ivine
O-pportunity
Topic: Birthday of Juancho Ebido (May 27)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
K-indness on the inside
A-ims to please folks everywhere;
T-hrive towards the glorious lanes,
E-arly second of
S-eptember.
J-ust sing the sweet tunes
O-f life beneath the sky;
Y-ou bubble with creativity, your excellence is high.
C-ooperate to seek harmony,
U-sing the love you bring;
A-im to be caring to this world,
B-lessing is in the
O-ffing.
B-lessing from heaven above
O-ffers peace and prosperity;
N-ew dawn begins to break,
G-iving both warmth and glee.
Q-uest for the divine grace,
U-ntil you finally find;
I-t undeniably brings
N-othing but mirth to your mind.
A-pril tenth early Monday, seek the glory of love;
N-o fears and frets are brought by blessing from heaven above.
Passing of an Icon
An accomplished Lady of recondite letters
Writing humanity to free from its fetters-
From your clever Prose being deciphered,
With skewed minds, is where you differed.
And where, with prejudice, our minds think
Fellow Human beings can foul or sting
Indeed, there the Grass can loudly Sing!
Your discerning Eye and your sharp Wit
Endowed your firm hand with incisive writ-
Doris Lessing, rendezvous of every culture,
You ardently celebrated the pen’s rupture
With that broad mind and feminine looks
Reminiscent of the Golden Notebooks(s);
Thrall from callous confines of Cookbooks!
Doris the Amazon, you were sadly dismissed
Yet, in our hearts you’ll be happily missed;
The Vim, the Spirit, and your Idiosyncrasy
Will be cherished as our invaluable legacy:
Of a male Chauvinist or me a cold raptor,
From time immemorial, being a cruel captor,
To bow stepping forward to accept the Sceptre!
**Dedicated to the Great Writer; Doris Lessing, upon her passing on at her home on 17/11/2013.
JM
Doris Lessing is dead,
And she's not a feminist,
An uninhibited outspoken
novelist,
She's also sociable and
artistic.
Mind you she's no easy meat,
Won the Nobel Prize for a
lifetime writing,
Passed away at the age of
ninety four,
And her memories through
her books will continue.
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A tribute to the lady who
wrote the famous 'The Golden
Notebook'
She left her family to for her
work.
Novelist,poet and writer.
When, life gives all you can take and the loads to heavy to take. I am here to
lessing the load and carry it with you.
When, your days seam to long and troubled. I'll be here to shorting and make a
happy day for you.
When,your nights are long and restless. I'll be here to fill your nights with
tenderness and watch over you.
When, you feel your hopes and dreams aren't coming true. I'll be here to help
make each one come true for you.
When, you feel no one really cares for you. I am here caring and loving you.
When,you feel your heart has no Love too give or receive. Look around , I am still
here for you.
When, life isn't with you by your side, I'll always be here for you.
When, every moment of your life is filled with pleasured and dreams. I was
always standing here for you.
I will always be close to you for Loving you and filling each of your needs.
Because, as your mother i will always be here for you.
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