Short Manila Poems
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I am fortunate,
Very much at all!
With the weather
In particular, nice
Manila Bay should
Be like this, rain,
Clouds and puddles.
A-nother
M-assive
P-ropagation
A-llows
R-emarkable
O-utcome
Topic: Faith (Metro Manila North)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
There once was a man from Manila
Who was also a serial killer
When he had you for tea
You’d be the entree
His parties were just like a thriller.
P-ropagate
I-nspiring
N-ews
E-vangelizing
D-ifferent
A-udiences
Topic: 85th Anniversary of Pineda, Metro Manila East (March 25,2020)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
It flutters to the piano
As you enter the room
Lands on the ivory
And plays your sweet. slow melody
Kristina Lim
May 1, 2014
Mandaluyong, Metro Manila, Philippines
Pineda locale in Pasig
Is at eighty-six already;
Their worship edifice is big,
And the brethren's faith is steady.
Topic: 86th Anniversary of Pineda, Metro Manila East (March 25,2021)
There once was a man from Manila,
Who said, i'm the best lady killer.
His mate got him a date,
But he found out too late,
His date was a female gorilla.
10/ 24/ 2017.
When your letter
Rollin pencil or pen
In the present placement
Time written on manila
Evaluating expressing
Over and over on
News written new formation
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
11/24/17
It's Barangka Mandaluyong
That celebrates eighty-fifth year;
Each member's faith never goes wrong,
As judgment day is very near.
Topic: 85th Anniversary of Barangka Mandaluyong, Metro Manila East (March 23,2021)
Sunset in Manila Bay
is like a knocked over palette,
soft reddish night pollution
stains the sea
surface waves
are too romantic
over dolomite sands.
Smoking Joe Fraser, no sting as a bee…
That knack resides with Mohammed Ali!
Though killer in Manila…
Very persistent fellow,
Smoked the rope a dope folly, by golly!
For: Limerick Contest
In honor of Linda-Marie, (S.H. Of P.S
It all tastes like
Brown manila and
Rusty tools
Fading hums, planes escape into
Lily pad clouds
Shrinking yellow rays stroll
Across dusty floors
Arthritic Autumn smoke
Sweet in
Forgotten drawers opened
Far away
Put away in
Brown manila envelopes
Float like a butterfly sting like a bee
Dancing and prancing, “Frazer can’t hit me”
Frazer’s punch was a killer
Smoking hot in Manila
Refutes the Rope a dope prophet Ali!!
For Contest; My Favorite Sports_ Limerick
For and in honor of Royal Trrevino
sunset by the bay
shifting colors in the sky
spectacular show
30 June 2015
Traditional Haiku Contest
Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton
*Image of Sunset by Manila Bay credit to Elmer R. Pedrezuela skyscraper.com
The sun down and rest
Before my eyes, while sitting
On the bench, watching
This big yellow-orb;
Shines upon Manila cove.
Foliage behind us,
Swinging with the gentle breeze;
Even Glenda’s hair,
Who sits, beside me, beneath
The trees and among lovers.
The Spanish had armadas;
the Americas, flotillas.
The Amazon has capybara;
the Andes has chinchillas.
Kentucky has its sassafras;
Madagascar has vanilla.
Napoleon lost at Waterloo;
Frazier, in Manila.
Will a person tell the Mexicans
how to pronounce tortilla?
The jam of guitars floods a moonlit trail
Dizzy where tangy hyacinths delight…
Folks prancing on rhumba beats to unveil
My city agleam...near a harbor bright.
Rithimus Divisa 9 Contest of Gregory R Barden
Taken from the poem ' Pulse of Manila'
Submitted 10/11/2020
What will happen?
If the peace process is not pursued
Everyone wants peace.
Mamasapano incident cannot be
Cannot the first reason
to stop peaceful journey.
Its peace that shall comes first,
before suggesting of another war.
Don't even think of it.
War cannot solve problems.
Manila City
Frankie
Human, Virago, Poet, Dreamer
Mothers Raisha Therese and Joaquin Andres
Lover of butterflies, opals and tulips
Who feels loneliness, strength and hope
Who fears failure, heights and drowning
Who would like to see Europe, heaven and recognition
Resident of Manila, Philippines
Torrelavega
I have a dream
you too have a dream
we are all having a dream
that’s why generosity is here.
I see the world
you too see the world
we are all seeing the world
but still generosity is here.
I face the poverty
you too face the poverty
we are all facing the poverty
then keep the generosity here.
Inspired by Hadji Manila Ahalul's Congee Festival.
PC. 14 May 2017. 5:24PM.
#CongeeFestival
The love things
Played, by the young hearts
At fling
On summer’s fool
A crescent of sand dunes
Thought always there
And we never regret
Nor really forget
The first kiss
The laughter
The pain
For our myths--
The lovers of the moon
Known to innocent sky
Relive
As we see
Time passing silently
Leaving us, dancing
The sweet memories
Of you and me
The epitome of dalliance
In the nostalgic orange
Sunset, at Manila bay
A Perilous flight
The flight from Hong Kong to Manila had more
passengers than seats
Give room to pregnant women, the stewardess shouted
I was in a deep sleep
In the aisle, people sat like rowers, bent heads as the plane took off
three-hour flight air in the cabin stuffy
when the heroic had given up their seat for any woman whether
she was pregnant or not, I opened my eyes
they took chances, in the eighty’s money had changed hands
In Manila, I drank a cold beer.
Faded murmurs soothe new twilight
as a gentle smoke blows around
the wind... mild circles hushing
my Manila dwelling along
a dampened , rainy lane
bringing me back home to shelter me
after a rugged storm of heart, its pain...
breezy whiffs with the falling
of wrinkled branches
ruffle the threads of drenched sky,
yet the soft fire- glow of home
cradle these breaths ...and all else lays quiet
in the twang of sunrise.
First Place
All killer.. not a scintilla of filler.. like the thriller in Manila
Mean baggie green bangers obscene BazBall gall clangers
Head distiller a pillar has such skill.. touch with his silky tiller
Starc’s iron will topped the bill with hefty lefty driller flotilla
No beige or vanilla just fancy dan elan like Faustino Asprilla
The fate of blind date no real surprise surprise can hear Cilla
England Ashes grief, flashes of mischief of late great Keith Miller
Boxing heavyweight king, Muhammad Ali,
was quick and strong, but also used psychology.
He'd let himself get pummeled, giving foes false hope -
like to George Foreman in Manila, his first "rope-a-dope."
*Rope a dope is a technique that Ali perfected when he
beat George Foreman. By just taking a beating to his
stomach as he leaned back into the ropes of the boxing
ring and letting the ropes absorb the force of those
blows, he was able to tire Foreman out and then let
him have it!!!