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Heaven's Highway
(In Memory Of My Dad)
By Robert Austin Allison
Some folks think I'm joking,
Others say No Way, Come on!
Fifteen years from us,
Is how long you've been gone.
The hours turned into days,
The days turned into years.
It seems like only yesterday,
Your passing brought us to tears.
January 16th (2005) - we said goodbye,
The day God called you from on high.
"Welcome my Son, into Heaven."
At the young age of only fifty seven.
Construction work you did all your life,
You left behind two sons and a wife.
You could not stay for one more day,
God needed you on Heaven's Highway.
Created July 8, 2020
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Our Golden Times During PDu30
Behold the One with the Aries, the Ward of Santa Muerte
Our 16th President voted by 16 million Filipinos this 2016
The 1st President from Mindanao from being Mayor of Davao…Duterte!
He is One with MiJoRdGr (Miriam, Jojo, Rody, Grace)
The 4 Opposition Presidentiables who defeated Mar Roxas
And brought Liberal Party its great disgrace!
The One with the Aries from the Land with War
The Land of Promise – feared by typhoons, but filled with goons
So from her came a Liberator among MiJoRdGr!
That this One should war with our nation's greatest horrors
-Drug Lords, Liberals, Treasoners, Criminals & Terrorists-
These powerful entities to our history are desecrators!
So by being one with lawmakers, law enforcers & lawful people
By the overwhelming power of the Supermajority
Our country's greatest terrors…Du30 shall conquer them all!
But first, he must defeat his detractors – Leila, Leni & Trillanes
These triple crooks who want to topple the government
Are also said to be conspiring with EU, UN & US!
Yet with Trump's triumph, US is no longer an enemy
Our American hatred weakened, our Chinese friendship strengthened
As it established great friendship with Pres. Du30!
Do not emulate the girl power of those Liberal crooks
We got an Olympic medalist Heidilyn & Ms. International 2016
But Leila & Leni?...Can only ruin our country…like blasted nukes!
Do not worry for we have Pacquiao as still winner & role model
Alongwith Gen. Bato, a victim of yellow washing machine
But these Pro-Du30 men…to criminals tough, to innocents gentle!
May God allow this True Change to take place with continuity
Let Pres. Duterte lead us for many more years to come
For the Supermajority, for you & me… for our country!
-12/30/2016
(Dumarao)
*Our Golden Times During PDu30
The great kilt.
“Och aye the noo”
TraIs the cat deid? –
Has the cat died? your trousers are a bit short
– like a flag flying at half mast
Liken my great grandfather did why don’t you put on a kilt
Oh yes, right now
My 16th century
Originating in the traditional
Scots bearing dress of men and boys
In the Scottish Highlands
Is a skirt-type garment with pleats at the rear?
Since the 19th century,
The kilt has become
Associated with the wider
Scottish and Gaelic cultures
A symbol of national pride and tradition
Those cultural heroes of the highlander
Yes! Even some made its way into our military units
And eventually a suited attire symbol of formality
The great kilt.
The first mention of kilts is in 1538
They were worn as full-length garments
Those Gaelic-speaking Scots Highlander men
Were the first to wear them?
The knee-length kilt that we see today
Didn't come around until the early 18th century
Those belted plaid or great kilt
Such a full-length garment
The great kilt
Whose upper half could be worn as a cloak?
Draped over the shoulder, yes even worn by soldiers
Being brought up over the head as a hood
Revealing in a distance a cloak of disability
Comes from the Scots word kilt meaning
Old Norse people donned them kjalta
Meaning lap, fold of a gathered skirt
Also a combat dress
This great kilt
Nonetheless, individual exceptions continued, and it is believed
The kilt was last widely worn in action at the Evacuation of Dunkirk
In May 1940 on D-Day, June 1944, Lord Lovat,
Commander of 1 Special Service Brigade,
This Great Kilt
Was accompanied by his personal pipers who wore a kilt
Played the bagpipes – while German bullets whizzed around him
This tradition has been continued
Within the Pipe Bands of the Republic of Ireland's Defense Forces
The Great Kilt, One of The Themes of Scotland
3/20/21-©2021
For Contest Theme of Scotland
Sponsored by: Julia Ward
An almost April falls as if the season
were feeble and elderly already.
It is a Pavan for a dying princess;
see how she is laid upon the yellowing grass
her beauty reflected like icy droplets on Spring stems.
Do you hear the sad music?
Even death has its music,
even the smallest of germs
even the invisible footprints
of a killer virus have a sad music.
We are troubled, for the days look in vain
for a new tune to sing.
When April is in her bright green flood
perhaps the Princess will revive
with fresh blooms in her flaxen hair,
maybe this sad Pavan will learn to dance again?
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The title of this poem is taken from a 16th Century English composers work.
The Princess allusions references obliquely a work by the composer Ravel.
A ‘Pavan’ is a slow, stately court dance of the 1500s and 1600s, usually in duple meter.
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A rainbow took my breath away
Whilst on a train one summers day
Her vibrant arc I was in awe
Though folk beside me never saw
With heads bowed low they missed the show
The screens their windows, don’t you know
All Mother Nature’s flawless gems
Score well below the latest trends
Written 28th December 2019
Lay poetry
8 lines ~ 8 syllables ~ AABBCCDD
POTD - 29 December 2019
Contest: LAY IT ON ME 8X8
Sponsor: Charles Messina
1st PLACE
Contest: Strand Select 6
Sponsor: Brian Strand
HONORABLE MENTION
1st PLACE in Best New Poems
16th - 27th January 2020
Published in a previous Poetry Soup Anthology 2020
Softly and tenderly one's lips meet
producing a small puff of air
here you have a letter of note
16th in alphabet stands alone so bare
Stands there between O and Q
so private stands so true and tall
brings great expression of sound
effecting indeed your every call
So personal and practical alone
especially joined with vowel or two
singers of stage and big screen
raising this sound higher they do
Polished and patient so strong
bringing character to many a word
this letter reaches many dimensions
ignorance of this truly absurd
So consider well all of your life
the times you've spoken this sound
a gift received of such value
preserved for new ages to astound
"Gratitude is the memory of the heart."
-- Jean Baptise Massieu
~~~~~~~~~
Here we pause
Look back before;
Appreciate change
~~~~~~~~~
Poignant times
Sacrifices made;
Journey outcomes
~~~~~~~~~
From mudflats
Modern metropolis;
City of hope
~~~~~~~~~
Urgency wrought
Hand-fashioned sculptures;
Dream come true
~~~~~~~~~
First bold vision
Sheer hard grit;
Emergent outcomes
~~~~~~~~~
Once upon a dream
Walked a band of brothers;
To cast this lot
~~~~~~~~~
Here we are now
Little red-dot island;
Sea of pragmatic faces
~~~~~~~~~
On this day pause,
Remembering you;
"Happy birthday"
~~~~~~~~~
September 16th:
On your 92nd year;
We miss your gaze
~~~~~~~~~
On 9/11
Cast our votes;
Stamped our choice
~~~~~~~~~
We have a new deal
A resounding Yes;
A fresh mandate voiced
~~~~~~~~~
Rest in Peace now
We chose the best;
Just like you asked
~~~~~~~~~
Here's to you
Son of Singapore;
Memory says: "Thank You"
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
15 September 2015
Singapore
Heading east on 16th Street
where the road becomes a “T”
it’s the last house on the south side
that means so much to me.
Pine shrubbery up to the windows
giant cottonwoods stand guard
an arch above the driveway
an eighteen acre yard
Wrapped in warm wood siding
inviting young and old
“Come! Sit upon this porch of mine!
Such stories yet to be told!”
The shingled roof, though worn with time
still boasts unyielding strength
a red brick chimney standing tall,
giant windows down the length
I helped to plant those giant trees
when we were both still small
and pulled the weeds from every inch
of eighteen acres....ALL!
I’ve climbed out of those windows
some punishment to escape
I’ve run across that rooftop
donned in a long red cape
I’ve crawled under that porch
upon my hands and knees
to rescue baby kittens
or little brothers for to tease
I’ve chased the dogs around the house
upon my faithful steed
who was just a Shetland pony
but always up to the deed!
Within those walls, and out it seems,
many lessons there were learned
and in the process of it all
the memories, on my heart, were burned
Though things change, as all things do,
there, most things stay the same
like love and laughter flowing ‘round
and calling out my name
Now, when I’m growing weary
and need a place to hide
I jump into my trusty car
and go out for a ride
‘cause
Heading east on 16th Street
where the road becomes a “T”
that last house on the south side
means so much to me!
Trudy Diane Rider
10-2003
At long last
the woman in her rebelled!
Overcoming fear and shame
she spoke out
not in a whisper
but loud, clear; determined
to end the torment within,
the silence...the omerta`.
The first domino fell and
others followed suit.
There is strength in unity,
courage in numbers.
Riding the wave of change
#MeToo
Horrors, lies, cover-ups
exposed; untouchables
hit the ground from high perches.
Sexual abuse!
Sexual assault!
Sexual harassment!
Perpetrators cling to
consensual claims, innocence,
pleas for forgiveness.
Victims call for justice.
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Contest: HASHTAGmetoo
Sponsor: Debbie Guzzi
© 16th December, 2017
You say I must be brave
but how ?
Trembling,
with dry throat and lips
Pressing on the button
in the middle of the panel
The door closes automatically
a voice says "16th floor"
Intense fear,
palpitations, heavy breathing
an sensation of suffocation
I should have chosen the stairs
... suffers from Claustrophobia
05.02.2023
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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* The poet does NOT suffer from Claustrophobia