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The Philippine Eagle: A Monument
Behold the Philippine Eagle, King of Birds!
The tallest eagle, terror of monkey herds
Its crest stands tall like a rooster on the roll
Hear its vibrant, authoritative call
Like a mythical griffin, it has the cover of a lion
That's why in our nation it's called “Haribon”.
Discovered by a man from United Kingdom
The faithful, monogamous Haribon (King of Birds) is only from
The Philippines, my country…a valiant country
First known to Europeans in our year of gallantry
When our national hero, Rizal, was brutally slain
By our first conqueror – the kingly Spain
This glorious bird is our monument of courage
A living emblem of our struggle for golden age
Its dignified countenance on our coin chiseled
So splendid & adorable like a handsome young man muscled
The starring on our national basketball team's logo
This is our national bird – adore, preserve & lo!
-01/27/2015
(Dumarao)
*Defense of the Animals Collection
Waves pushed a torrent of power and might.
Against the tiny creature seemingly lost in the night.
With only the moon to navigate her path,
Little seahorse galloped—
Giddy up—giddy up—
Hungry suitors let her pass, tonight peace without wrath.
Hippocampus—was her genus, a clever equine design.
Upright she rocked, the shallow temperate sea brine.
With back and forth swiftness, and straight ahead scurry,
Little seahorse galloped—
Giddy up—giddy up—
Her love patiently waiting, she approached in a hurry.
Bequeathed to but one, her monogamous beau.
His sack carrying offspring, soon released in the flow.
She focused on him, and the time now at hand,
United they galloped—
Giddy up—giddy up—
Till they stopped in the moonlight, and knelt in the sand.
Together they witnessed their family emerge.
Dad’s brood pouch and safety, quickly empty and purged.
Fully formed miniatures, resembling Mother and Dad,
A thousand new seahorses now galloped away—
Giddy up—giddy up—
The obscurity of sea grass, their new life’s launch pad.
Social Divide
Same age, same era, same time
Meeting of spiritual and intellectual
Meeting of ancient antic and new
The ancient principles are forever principles
Created by and given by God to humanity
To you, to them, to us. The Living Plan of Life
This was the beginning. The original, authentic
People lived normally in nature. Family, kids
Grandparents, parents, and the new generation together
This was a great family model. The Rule. Created by God.
Humanity has grown and developed. Shaped nicely
Okay. There were problems. But here it is important that the family
The family
The love
The stability
God’s Nest!
And then the intellectual science burst into the human world
Aggressively. This was a planned attack against love
This science is Western psychology. To kill the Eastern traditions
(I met only one Western-style psychologist. All. English. I'm talking about that.)
Psychology
Psychologist
Hmm
Same brand
I was persecuted because I like reading the Bible
I was persecuted because I didn't accept men’s friendship…
I was persecuted because I like women
I was persecuted because I am a European
I was persecuted by this Western-style psychology.
I was persecuted
Because I am monogamous
This psychology created a chaotic split consciousness in my life
This kind of psychology created a chaotic split consciousness in life
Of Humanity
This kind of psychology is very active
This kind of psychology consciously affects to world
Morality is dying
Abortion is fashionable
Children are being killed
before their birth
Men are afraid of women
Me too
I don’t want English psychology
In my life
Never!
One may see puffins and parrots
any hour of the week
both birds bear a big colourful beak
the former pelagic feed on fish
and live in large colonies on coastal cliffs
tho' monogamous collectively breed as a bunch
but with renown as the Atlantic sea clown
in Iceland several are served as lunch
the latter arboreal primarily frugivorous
toco being by far the largest
are opportunistic and occasionally omnivorous
to a few prudes it may seem unseemly or rude
and yet if they stick around they'll later get down
as their chicks are seen to hatch in the nude
these avians may fly high in the sky
have the same such things as two wings and legs
and of each species the female lays eggs
but that's where similarity does stop
one puffin can do more than toucan do
in more or less of a day
after mating its pecker turns grey
and without waiting its bill it will drop
Sometimes I wish I could go back in Time,
salivating for intelligent conversation...I think,
Shakespeare would have been interesting --
Most people today, seeming more programmed
than ever before in history – afraid to be alone
with independent thoughts; distracted by
background music, beeps, and screen prompts;
A society that has become reactionary, opposed
to Free-thinking and Self-determining (Ripe for
abuse!)
Would not be surprised to see a Cathedral being
built, Cross on top, "Church of Social Media" --
Next-door to an Abortion Clinic, "Preschool for Applied
Robotic Thinking" --
On the same block a Rehab
for those addicted to Traditional Marriage
and Monogamous Sex....
"The E.R.I.C."
by: Eric L. Boddie
To each of you who feels you have failed to evolve
Because you are constantly running into various barriers
Sit back, relax, and let me tell you the story
Of the eight realistically inspiring characters
The first was a son to God and his mother
As Seen Through The Eyes Of The Word and not any other
Because he Learned That Love Is Stronger than what words can even utter
Because Love Is So Much Of An Action, there is no distance it can not cover
The second was a brother to his siblings and all humanity
Blessed With Many Gifts, but never known for vanity
Because he felt any fear outside of God only led to insanity
So every situation that arose, he handled so candidly
The third was a man, standing both, strong and proud
Humble to all men but Only To God had he bowed
Always soft spoken but forever searching for that loud
Forever content with self-reliance, no dependence on the crowd
The fourth was a friend, extended with helping hand
Forever faithful and true, never using that betraying brand
Knowing that friendships must be grown, they can't be bought in the can
Because instead of desiring to down-grade, he wanted to understand
The fifth was the freak, known to all and one
The inspiration of desire, the innovator of monogamous fun
One Eve at a time, that's how he got it done
Because the motto was for her to only leak at the grasp of his gun
The sixth was a nerd, but cool in all other ways
Serving as a lifetime member in how her hip sways
But something about knowledge always left him amazed
And for that reason, attention is what he always pays
The seventh was a soldier, always Fighting For Christ
Which did he Love more, God or his Life
Because the things that he did show that he paid his price
In Respect For The One Who Made The Greatest Sacrifice
And the eighth was the one who would let neither give up his fight
Telling each he is not wrong until they PROVE they're right
Because To Live Under The Star That Brings Bright Morning Light
Can only bring Hope, and there is no better sight
Each was greatly strong, each was greatly misunderstood
Rarely could either be challenged, but far too often, each was abused
In ways too great for a simply common mind to ponder
Causing the E.R.I.C. more Prayers, A Power that can never be overused
Seahorses...Why?
Dear Mother Nature woke one day,
and looked around with a sly smile,
surveyed her Earth, both land, and sea,
then paused to think for quite a while.
She beamed with joy with her new plan,
to think outside the box, create
a wonder for her earthly seas...
a creature that would not equate.
Strange, tiny fish that swim upright,
sway like a plant that swirls and flails;
propel themselves by mini fins,
and anchor with prehensile tails.
With equine heads, extended snouts
to suck in plankton and shrimp brine;
and so unlike most normal fish,
no mouths or stomachs to define.
Must constantly eat food to keep
up energy, or they will die.
A gift that helps them spot their prey...
can steer their vision from each eye.
Romantic will their courtship be;
eight-hour dances, pairs will spin
close, side by side and joining tails;
then breeding offspring will begin.
Monogamous, some mate for life,*
and rarer too, the males bear young
from eggs embedded in their pouch
from which in time, babies are flung.
Dear Mother Nature laughs with joy!
Her new creation will defy
the rules for creatures of the sea...
for humans to...then question...why...
...come up with reasons for her plan...
not knowing, just...because she can.
Sandra M. Haight
~10th Place~
Premiere Contest: Seahorses
Sponsor: Julia Ward
Judged: 05/08/2018
*There are mixed commentaries on whether Seahorses really mate for life.
Some say yes, others say only some species do, others report that they
do not.
Remember, my life is just a forest flash
I don't have a life anymore, your life for me is just drifting away
Life is dusk, death is the bright dark flash
I have no more life, no more death, all my desires have gone into the
distance
Into the distance, you appear, the shadow fades
My love would have been a complete and endless devotion to you
You will never understand, you will never reach the infinite field of my soul
Understand, but don't. You will never understand, because you have never felt
my sensitive and monogamous love
You have lost our endless love, oh Emma.
Live on. You're late, a real Emma awaits in a new life
The judicial knock of death awaits urgently
It screams to go on!!
I loved you
I was burning with desire
No flagging
I'm dead
There is life in heaven in hell
You don't come there.
Some say affection is a farce.
I’d surmise a soul who feels as such receives it in sparse parts.
Yet most will one day find themselves in amour.
As the Temptress ordains by coitus sustained, you will remain.
Not out of plight or by oath, but through providence.
For love is the ontological constant, so says the monogamous ominous.
That who created us oxytocin automatons with a volition so insidious, that both our spiritual and biological imperatives became synonymous.
If life were a game, than the deck is 51 cards; bearing one irrational inequivalence that's strikingly obvious.
The Ace of Hearts.
The fiercest and the kindest, as inconceivable as that may seem.
Yet if a boundless arithmetic exist in mathematics, than it will persist; to be the only quantity that realizes it’s infinite significance.
Thru deliberate seductive
liaisons, ploys, and underhanded gambits,
I tendered illicit, explicit and complicit shenanigans
blatant actions to foment coital adulteration.
Ofttime these discrete liaisons found me removing
linkedin metallic keepsake symbolizing union.
Years elapsed since this spouse pledged his troth,
he sported husbandly marital vows courtesy
monogrammed nondescript ring.
Impossible mission prevails to locate complimentary
jeweled tokens bespeaking our joint monogamous fidelity.
Yours truly beset with genuine disheartened woe
no matter public affections, he never doth show
thee above stated guilty admission signifying
mine absent overtures
(indicating even marginal wedded bliss),
the missus posits as wanting from me,
a common garden variety generic Joe Schmoe.
Self awareness heightened
within mental cogs and wheels
as if of a sudden hindsight brought
into sharp focus think barely audible
high pitched squeals
nsync with and accompanied by newsreel
silently displaying story
(solely my viewing pleasure) of mein kampf
metaphorically yours truly blown to bits
while hoisting myself by own petard
vigorously spiriting and
pitching me head over heels.
Regale thee dear reader,
I strive with utmost zeal
plus cathartic to expunge, (albeit poetically)
my pathetic, quixotic,
and reasonable rhyming spiel
hoopfully mine lame literary endeavor
won't upset any spur of the moment meal
thus tis wise I beat a hasty retreat
before ye sic on me Achilles heel
versatile scouts i.e. English language
verb boss and noun sensical police,
yours truly here expert escape artist
dog gone hard to grab hold,
cuz I trumpet art of making the deal.
Proclaiming high fidelity to wife high wed
she already with child (our first)
into holy matrimony we did nervously tread
"quod erat demonstrandum"- Q.E.D.
"what was to be shown" courtesy yours truly
this once upon a time
(about two and a half dozen
Earth orbitz ago) time newlywed.
Now he frets and experiences woebegone
as testimony scratching out
yet another one of his plaintive,
quirky, somber, ridiculously shown,
herewith I attempted to communicate none
previous endeavor ever considered exemplary
yet I diligently, honorably,
and literally try to hone
elusive talent hours daily
hermetically sealed, and sequestered alone.