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La Gioconda or Mona Lisa is the name I’m called
When our eyes meet I know you’ll be enthralled
I sit here so serenely in my gorgeous gilded frame
People flock to see me, they love to say my name
Mona Lisa, people coo as they look at my lovely smile
I gaze back intently, my sweet smile it does beguile
My Parisian home’s been the Louvre for many years
One glimpse of my face can move my visitors to tears
I used to worry that I’d get bored hanging high upon the wall
But with a constant stream of admirers I don’t get bored at all
Painting Chosen - The Mona Lisa By Leonardo Da Vinci
Contest: Within a Gilded Frame Sponsored by Broken Wings
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Fifty Years
(happy anniversary Marilyn and Larry)
By Franklin Price
8/20/2016
Fifty years is not so long
Sometimes only yesterday
Said “I do” to your best friend
Put on that ring to stay
No doubt you love each other
No one else would ever do
Congratulations on the fifty
I'm so proud of both of you
I know it wasn't easy
On every day that passed you by
Sometimes there were storm clouds
To darken up the bright blue sky
You listened to the thunder
Kept the lightning strikes away
Weathering storms were part of getting here
As was the perfect Springtime day
My hope and prayer for both of you
Is that you move on happily
You've been so long together
That you're almost family
As the night descends
And darkness is all I see
The tears I cry keep falling
Until the morning sets me free
I never knew that lonely
Could bring me so much pain
I never knew that lonely
Could drive me so insane
How many tears must fall
How many dreams must end
How long will I keep loving you
How long can I pretend
How long until I believe it’s over
How long until I move on
How long until I fall out of love
Until I accept you are gone
I never knew that lonely
Could bring such desperate need
I never knew that lonely
Could make my poor heart bleed
Please don’t try explaining
It wouldn’t change a thing
For when you said goodbye
You took off your wedding ring
You say maybe tomorrow
But I know deep down inside
There is no going back to you
Too many times you lied
Every time another dream
Is washed into the sea
I die another day
And lose another piece of me
So take the memories with you
And every broken part
For loving you once filled my world
But tore apart my heart
And though the nights feel endless now
One truth will set me free
The day that I stop loving you
I’ll find the rest of me...
Turn it over, turn it around
sideways too, upside down
Give it a twist, then a yank
Yump. You'll have me to thank
Shower at night?
Switch to noon. You'll like it soon
Cereal in the morn?
Try steak and eggs. Toot your horn
Live in the city? Tired of the grind
Move to a village where you only have time
Sleep on a mattress? Toss and turn?
Try a rug. Give the floor a hug
When you shake 'it' up
you're sure to wake 'It' up
Trade 'it' - your routine
for 'It' - with whatever brain you've still got
My, my ~ At lil' ole me are you hot?
They called him dearly, Guru, a creative seer;
He was tall,built well with features sharp,
Grey hair on head, face and even brows too;
With strong and straight a gait did he move;
His sharp and keen eyes did search and warp
Aye ,into the depths of things all over,did peer
His gifted fingers felt beyond the impetus
Of what he saw or heard : a percept unique
That was with ease and spell -bound, fraught
With the sly obvious and the latent unsought
Drives and prompts happy or depressions bleak,
His canvas divined even the wild desert cactus
Casting a blank look across the hills he stood
Watching the cloudy symbols in the sky,distant
That gained into a chaos of beauty and charm;
As he just felt the touch of a little hand warm,
Turned round, startled to find a child the instant
Posing to beseech and get the feel of the good
Forms disappeared shaping the new ones bright
And the heavens seemed to charge afresh, anew:
The glorious, invincible creation aloft :a rainbow,
All at once spilling beams of the hue,chroma row
With both the hands pulling the aged hands skew
The child implored with a feeling of blended right
'Paint for me that happiness, now if you could '
Delighted,thence the achiever to his atelier led
Him and offered many and various lot to choose
From the flora,fauna with scenes in motley hues,
The pets and beasts seen or unknown, instead;
'Nay. I just want the one over there, if you could'
"Look here, Sir: I want just that one for sure"
The little finger pointed to the far away sunset,
And the bright and beautiful rainbow distinct..
Nothing looked so real, so lovely and succinct;
"Oh dear! God is a painter greater than all yet "
"Master Depictor, of everything serene and pure!"
A Howling wind
touched deep in mind,
blowing cobwebs
like blasting a mine
Hearing with awe
I tingle within,
skin bumps to life
my elemental sin
Wisps of air
seducing sense,
mingling with memory
my journey commenced
Thousands of fingers
pressure applied,
vibrating bodies
move inside
Tree’s do sway
and bend about,
gusting around
a form breaks out
Flying on breezes
floating the sky,
riding the eddies
no wondering why
A spirit in piece
cruising the night,
resting at peace
sucking the light
Warming waves
cocooning body,
lifts all graced
to astraling beauty
Earth and wind
hand in hand,
drifting to sin
no will of man
Kiting the bright
passing the dark,
making my way
and leaving my mark
Serratured electric
burning the lines,
black and white magic
nothing refined
Simple phrases
thoughts and prayers,
memories of people
from here and there
Fantasy embers
a mercury in blood,
mystical menders
of enemies that flood
Separating mind
from all that feels,
isn’t as easy
it becomes surreal
Taking a left
when right was said,
isn’t the way
that plotted instead
I’ve made my road
driving heart lead,
finding my “self”
inner mind bleed
Traveling forever
within infinities breath,
closing my eyes
breaching a crest
A westerly grows
and hearts at rest,
easing my way
via imagination’s best
You walked away because you did not feel the desires of your heart!
When it occurred, I mourned you as you were now dead to my heart!
Resourceful when it feeds your heart and not your mind is why you are going through pain. Each time you are posting a happy picture and then a sad post it ties into the truth coming from our soul. The Destiny you spoke about for the both of us cannot be ignored. Eventually, you walk away from Destiny when the Sun has set upon the side of life that needs it. The Red String cannot be broken Little Sparrow.
Feel the tears of heart!
Oh let them stop my heart!
Seeing beyond your words is all enticing me to speak directly to you, my Little Sparrow of the East. You were afraid and wanted to be the Pillar of Salt that could not move into the next stage. Have you seen your countrymen act in the same manner and feel pain until they have to wakeup to a Dog that treats them like a piece of property with malicious intent?
I see your tears streaming down your face!
May my words act as a calming kiss to those salty tears on your face!
What we once had started to fade and would become stronger with events. I sensed that you cared; however, you continue to run and hide your face in shame. Do not be ashamed you are forgiven. I understand your pain and concern. Several months of conversations remember them.
Down on your knees I see your chest heaving with powerful sobs!
I am down on the ground with you kissing your lips and holding you to my body, stop your sobs!
Little Sparrow! Lift your head and see my eyes are not judging you as you cry. We may have said goodbye in the past, but those were premature. Bye to the past and hello to the future!
Smile through your tears!
Let your inner and outer beauty shine through those tears!
I love you Little Sparrow.
If you are in your seventies you might remember
the movie Babes in Toyland that came out one December
The movie stars were in an enchanted forest with diabolical trees
Tonight, on Halloween, I could not help but think of the likes of these
Because down the lane where the party was twirling by the hour
Was a haunted house that had come alive, and had a super power
With a witch-like nose, she had a snarl, a sniffle, a sneeze and a sneer
I am not so brave, so began to shiver and shake wanting not to be here
What is wrong? Queried the house in a persnickety, evil, mean way.
I could not stop my quivering feet, they decided to not stay.
But try as they might, they could not move, let alone run away.
The haunted house held us down firmly on that terrifying day.
2 men i called Grandpa acting like a Dad when a man walked away
Never batting an eye they'd be there for us everyday
One was out spoken and never left something unsaid
Other kept to himself so you find a way for your heart to mend
They always taught something new to me
Since I was just under Three
Just a girl that wanted her dad
Grandpas never let her stay mad
Sneaking extra Banana Popsicles when Grandma was napping
Getting into the sweet stash quietly so they didnt hear the wrapping
Grandpas had the joke and skits they played on us
Those new lighters and staples were always a lil sus
Whether it was one sneaking food off your plate
Or the making you open the pasture gate
Being told to not waste time or tears on a man who does show up
What he meant was brace yourself and keep your feet in the stirrup
People always had the chance to let me down
Grandpa showed me how to move on without a sound
Things they did shaped us into the parents we are
They've got the best seats since they became a star
(Dedication: For my wife Ann)
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Opt for good cheer with love that shows,
Urge hope to fill moments of peace;
Reap joy most dear that ever knows.
Apt hearts find thrills in simple ease,
Now and here gain a sublime feel;
Note how days come with joys galore,
Intent works plain a touch that heals;
Voice knows grand sums in love's sure store,
Explore the best with ample zest;
Reach out for more with profound touch,
See wit move quest in lovely fest;
Ask and implore blessings that nudge,
Rouse happy here with soul's grand art,
Yes my love dear knows my true heart.
Leon Enriquez
10 October 2016
Singapore