When I asked the fifth grade students to guess
What two rivers are the longest in the world
I was not surprised with Missouri and Mississippi.
Many are not global thinkers.
Most had not heard of the Nile or the Amazon.
Both of these are over four thousand miles long.
Where the Amazon ends is uncertain.
But they are within fifty miles of being equal lengths.
I cannot imagine seeing either, can you?
The great replacement
Through the bird’s world came the call of a land of plenty
rives, mountains, lakes and plains place for everyone
Millions flew to this Paradise, but mostly sparrows settling
inland where the wild oats were plentiful
Vultures came, eradicated the local birds, and nothing left
but paintings of birds with colourful plumage.
Raven, the incurable thief, occupied coastal march land
to get powerful, stealing a wonderful feather at a time.
The eagle took position on the highest peak, aristocratic
showed, contempt for the lesser sparrows.
Until, a powerful, rich bird with flamboyant plumage
showed up and together, with the ravens, promised safety
for the lesser fowls and the negligible ones rejoiced they
didn’t know they were pawns in a much bigger power play.
L-et
U-nity
I-ntensify
S-olid
I-nstitution
T-ill
O-ne
S-ociety's
A-ssociation
D-rives
D-evotion
I-nside
Topic: Birthday of Bro. Luisito Saddi (January 29)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
I hide in a celom of a Langur when it sleeps,
In the shadow of a burl at the door of a temple,
I - a knotted clunker rolling ever so slowly
In the corner of the brotherhood of wreck,
I - holed up as a squirrel in the barrel
Of a hunter’s rusty shot-gun
The one without a shell.
The one no one wants to touch!
I have been dusting away under a fallen church bell.
A whiz of an incoming pendulum
Rives and cleaves all the past Moons
And any pollen in the moonlight
That may impregnate her before my eyes
Unwell thoughts of an unwell being, said he
Who has been recommended to heal me
Through this virtual box in the circus of life
I sure hear, and I sure work my tongue
Along the blade - a sharp knife!
J-ust
E-xpect
M-any
E-xcellent
R-esults
L-etting
Y-our
N-ewness
A-nd
L-uckiness
E-rase
J-inx
A-s
N-iceness
D-rives
R-isk
I-nto
N-atural
O-blivion
Topic: Birthday of Jemerlyn Alejandrino (December 02)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
W-hen
O-ne
O-pportunity
D-rives
Y-ou
Topic: Birthday of Woody Cruz (April 3)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
G-od's
L-ove
O-n
R-ighteous
I-ndividual
A-lways
D-rives
E-very
V-icious
E-vil's
G-uile
A-way
Topic: Birthday of Gloria de Vega (May 12)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
R-eading
O-ne lovely poem
D-rives you toward wisdom,
E-very nice message is a learned
L-esson.
Topic: Birthday of Rodel Castillo (April 24)
Form: Acrostic Cinquain
L-ove
A-lways
D-rives
Y-ou
L-eaving
Y-awning
H-our
V-iew
I-s
L-ooking
L-ovely
E-rasing
N-ig ht
A-new
Happy birthday, Ladylyh, this nineteenth November!
C-elebrating your birth
H-as opened the day with light;
R-ise of the beacon Thursday
I-s wonderful in
S-ight.
A-fter the twilight is gone,
S-hining dawn denies the sorrow;
A-n early morn twelfth January
D-rives itself to keep
A-glow.
E-verlasting ecstasy
D-rives the sadness away;
N-ight so lonely is gone,
A-fter the break of day.
P-erfect and pure pleasure
I-s brought to your birth;
N-ice and joyful feeling
E-nlarges the size of mirth.
D-ay fifteen in sunny June, rapture makes you happy;
A-bout to stay for long is the everlasting ecstasy.
G-ladness in twelfth September
L-ets you feel a thousand thrill;
E-vening shadows disappear,
N-ew dawn warms the chill.
B-ash in twelfth September
E-radicates the sadness;
R-apture has just brought
N-othing but happiness.
A-mount of joy is huge, as the delight's degree is high;
L-arge size of excitement is caused that one cannot deny.
R-apture in twelfth September
O-bliterates the loneliness;
A-nother voluminous mirth
D-rives away your life's mess.
E-liminate the pressure of everyday's stress and bummer;
L-et your heart truly feel the gladness in twelfth September.
N-ew dawn is now breaking,
E-vening shadows pass from view;
R-ain stops from falling
R-ays from above return to
Y-ou.
R-ise of the sun has begun
O-n early March twenty-four;
S-hining lights in the sky
E-xpress joy like never before.
N-othing else but laughter
D-rives everyone to smile;
O-ne moment of pure fun lets life be easy for a while.
give me not the time of day
for my time is set to fade
dreams surreal into the realm
i live as if i'm alone on film
kiss me not upon my lips
shun me from your tenderness
against the dawn the dusk does prowl
i taste of then and swallow now
my body dies but my mind lives
my soul succumbs as my spirit rives
into the dark i seek the light
with wings of angels i lean to flight
red the earth and blue the wet
my brain awake is my body slept
peace my pain bleeds into the earth
tears so blue wet my souls rebirth
love me with your heart not your soul
live for life and let me go
once was before now is forever after
for each tear promise a smile and some laughter
I bowl balls too wide
Or leap forward a little, and
They call it ‘No!’
Then if I bowl a straighter
The dull players love it, lifting to the fence!
And the viewers whoop
Others whisper, so silly he is!
I flush in shame and pledge again
Won’t play another day, another game.
They hint their last bowler bowl me slow
The ball takes ample time, and finally ‘rives
Altho’ I Closely watch, and decide an elegant pull
It always misses; and dashes to the stupid stump!
Hey! You needn’t be ‘noyed over
I know, they love me all.
Nor need you worry over!
For I’m a litterateur, I better shouldn’t sport.
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