The stones on the patio are weathered
and ground, and the door that creeks
welcomes. The ceiling was measured
for other times, other heights,
and the floor is used to heedful steps.
Old tables and chairs disarm fashion,
have a style of their own:
haute couture of past culture,
their vogue is vintage.
I can live with the broken vase
which was worth repairing.
It knows the meaning of longevity
and in it the cut chrysanthemum
refuses to fade.
Those pans were new once,
they knew once the taste of mint,
but since have aged and mellowed.
Noblest of all are those objects in wood
whose handles have felt
the favour of oft-use.
Their polish reflects the palm.
I favour the works of the past,
the time-worn customs and lore of folk
whose venerable hearts
know the meaning of bosom.
I am a collector of dents in copper,
of meaningful scratches in tin;
grooves, furrows and notches
that count the years;
and faint wounds
that objects keep hidden within.
Weak, pale drawing off
And warmly its strength.
That stilled, for quiet stoic's
Energy reserve.
Which tree, backed onto
And girl, her whole length
Is me, in noblest conceit.
Mine, to so preserve.
63.
Three Charms of Luz-Vi-Minda Against Spain
She's Luz-Vi-Minda
Priestess of Asia
When incubus harms
She takes out her charms…
Behold! Jose Rizal
Our hero national
Poet, doctor, researcher
Farmer, herder, school-builder
Fought Spaniards with paper and pen
Luzon's charm – noblest of our men!
Behold! Lapu-Lapu!
Defender of Cebu
First terror of invaders
Famed Magellan's death renders
Rammed Spaniards with native bolo
Visayas' charm – quaintest hero!
Behold! Purmassuri!
Awesome Muslim lady
Wise heroine of Sulu
Foreigners cannot subdue
Disturbed Spaniards so tribesmen won
Mindanao's charm – enemies thrown!
-11/27/2011
(Dumarao)
*First Incubus Collection
In a sea of time, where the waves of memories crash against forgotten cliffs,
There exist those rare beings, lost between the niches of destiny and the shadows of dreaming,
Never fully rooted in the fabric of society, never bound by the dreams of the night.
Souls that seem to have been born before the first accusation of time,
Before the heavens drew the curtain of indifference over their curious eyes,
These beings move like shadows of an unknown, unseen hope.
Their open acts, like the leaves of an eternal tree, anterior to time itself,
Seem to dance on the strings of an unheard melody, a song of eternity.
No one thinks to employ them, to catch them in the net of daily utility.
Their gaze melts the future, transforming it into a flowing river,
A reflection that cannot be caught, only felt in the depths of the heart.
They are the noblest, the most disquieting, echoes of an unknown universe.
Through their eyes, we see a time that does not obey the rules,
A world where hope and loss intertwine,
And in that labyrinth of thoughts, we discover the magical melancholy of existence.
There is but one to whom young or old does not apply.
There is but one who remains and never changes.
There is but one who had a life before birth.
There is but one without beginning of days.
From the point of being just a thought, there
Followed a personal plan and purpose for me.
Before this, there was nothing of me in existence.
It was then that I was initiated into the mind of God.
Neither angel nor another life-form was I; neither was
I an entity nor yet a little god. Just human was I of the
Noblest kind, made to blossom and shine for God's glory.
Although mortality till now is all that I have experienced,
A new heavenly form awaits me when immortality shall be cast
Upon my finite being, and I shall then embrace eternity. This
Soul of mine, having been cleansed and redeemed by the Almighty,
Shall be forever holy; no longer subject to aging, time, or sin.
052924PS
In the ancient world, it is spoken of beings that are neither among men nor in a dream,
Blessed with an isolated destiny, with an unknown hope.
Their deeds seem to precede the first accusation of time and the indifference of the firmament,
No one thinks to engage them, for the future melts like wax under their gaze.
Some beings were forced into that destiny without a word of their own,
Now they are almost invisible and uncounted by society, as if they do not exist.
They are those who would never sell their souls, the noblest and the most troubling.
They are the quiet travelers of time, immersed in the mystery of an unclear destiny,
Carving their own ascent in a realm with neither hands nor hearts towards them.
Each step they take is a hidden note in the silent symphony of the universe,
Taking their undisturbed place in the waiting room of eternity.
What makes an ordinary lady stand out
of the moving crowd walking too fast,
is her elegance, how she dresses;
how her femininity effects others!
What you are after is not deception,
breaking somebody's heart is evil
your intentions are simply noble
beyond any realistic perception:
you had yours broken and won't tell!
Femininity is the noblest virtue
that only a few women persue,
what God assigned to a female
to do makes many turn pale!
What makes an ordinary lady stand out
of the moving crowd walking too fast:
is her elegance, how she dresses;
how her unique attire effects others!
What you are after is not deception,
breaking somebody's heart is evil;
your intentions are simply noble
beyond any realistic perception:
you had yours broken and won't tell!
Femininity is the noblest virtue
that only a few women pursue,
what God assigned to a female
to do makes many turn pale!
A lustful woman who goes
on a wild chase knows
the desires of men that
have little or no restraint!
Yes, they know how to take
advantage of her, giving her
what she eagerly looks for;
not realizing her mistake!
I admire the femininity of a sweet woman
who's charmed by the smile of her man,
and in his strong arms she finds Heaven;
isn't her main role to stir up his passion?
Noble : Nobel
Rare chance to win Nobel Prize !
Who can surmise
to win Nobel twice ? Grand Surprise !
Proved by Unique Persona : Perfect - Precise !
Noblest Scientist Madam Curie : World realised.
SPREADING HAPPINESS
Spreading happiness is root of civilization.
Peerless pearly passion to initiate happiness.
Rapture rolls in making people cheerful.
Enjoy best spreading happiness.
Amazing soothing serene sublime sensation.
Devoting, dedicating to distribute happiness considering as duty.
Intense desire and attempt for others to feel happy.
Noblest approach of humanity.
Great means to be happy bringing happiness for others.
Holy heart hankers to help others.
Angelic approach to see smiling face of others.
Prime quality of human nature .
Pure pristine emotion.
Ingenious urge not mere compassion.
Never indulging selfishness.
Enabling persons to overcome grief.
Selflessness is first step to spread happiness.
Supreme satisfaction in making people happy.
03\26\23
Spreading Happiness
Second place.
Contest by Anoucheka Gangabissoon
We, the creatures, fused from stardust
soldered with the fires of hell,
crawling on our squalid bellies
from the froth of ocean's swell—
We, who wield supreme dominion
over land and sea and sky,
creatures with the wings of angels,
unaware that we can fly—
From the gutter in an alley
to the noblest castle wall,
every creature holds the secret,
though we have forgotten all.
Strains of music, soft, exquisite,
shimmer from the creature's hand,
drifting over cries of anguish,
centuries of lash and brand.
Stinking skins, the creatures' bodies,
base and mortal, house the beast.
Yet, within, the spark of heaven
kindles flames among the least.
Nature rules the creatures' habit,
spinning cosmos feeds the heart.
Which will navigate the journey
every creature's course must chart?
Time awaits the final verdict,
earth and oceans hold their breath
as the creatures swirl and stumble
toward the light or to their death.
We are grand, sublime, inspired,
hateful, foul, depraved and flawed—
still, the eyes of We the creatures
glimmer from the face of God.
LOVE LEADS TO PEACE
To Love and be loved
is the greatest blessing of God
Love is the noblest power
overpowering love for power.
Love is the emerald emotion of human.
Placid tranquil peace ensuing easy smoothness
assuring serenity of surrounding
Cool calm approach devoid of conflict
attaining eternal quietude.
Where there is love, there is peace
bestowing bliss:
Earthly and Ethereal.
Seeds of love sown in human mind
to sprout and grow as Plant of Peace
to protect Humankind
on progress of
perfect Civilisation.
01/31/23
Finding Peace
Contest by Regina McIntosh
10/12/19
Awake compassion!
Your destiny's call, do not disregard,
obey!
Scorch the frantic passions,
Smash the rocks of excess,
And bar the streams of hate!
Awake compassion!
Your luminous face, do not turn
away!
Open the gates of charity,
Trace the path of happiness,
And light mercy's holiest flame!
Awake compassion!
Your noblest hour has come,
Humanity's decree to proclaim!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
14 July 2022
* I am humbled by your comments and your support and for that reason
I would like to share with you the POTD honor bestowed upon me. God bless
you all.
All religions in the world preach the noblest morals
Show us live harmoniously without quarrels.
Constitutions of nations advocate ideal ways
Inculcate unity and fraternity always.
The pious scriptures, great preaching contained
Rights and duties, the manuals clearly explained
Ancient cultures are forever to be cherished
Their roots and origins shouldn’t be perished
Wars, never be the antidotes; take issues to discussions
Or else the whole race has to face the repercussions
Acknowledge that no race is superior to others
All have their own radiance and unseen covers
Self-centric, the only reason for all plights
Change mindsets and then think for the rights
Are we the sole owners of this soil?
To rebuild this pristine land, need to toil.
Summits and seminars may find out reasons and remedies
Let’s start! Be a part of the marathon to bring back the melodies.
Placed: 2nd
Your Peace Message to the World Poetry Contest
Free verse poetry form only.
Sponsored by: Anoucheka Gangabissoon
Date: 05-04-2022
You wear moonlight like a dressing gown,
And every eye in the house is on you.
You’re in the spotlight, center stage,
But it’s theater enough to watch you sleep.
Take your comfort for as long as you please.
I’m never in a rush to hurry the play.
I’ve got a basket full of breakfast fruit,
And steel-cut oats just as wholesome
As my noblest intentions.
When you waken in the morning
You’ll be able then to take your fill.
Reveille is zero past whenever.
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