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Into the Deep

Silently white snow falling
Covering the ground in a pristine blanket
Purest white, luminous in the night
Muffling the silence of the night


Into an even deeper reflection
Stillness not of the head, but of the soul.
I sit quiet and let the blank spaces fill me
Driving out the pain
Driving out the sadness
Driving out the regret
Filling my emptiness with cold solace

Slowly the snow stops 
Night sky is revealed
An ebony quilt covered in dust-like jewels
Too numb to twinkle.
Dark trees reach winding limbs to catch the stars
No wind moves them ,
Or disturbs the spliced flakes
No wind cries in the night
No animal howls its loneliness,
No crying from my heart
I am filled with stillness.

Copyright © Jajosh Ongado | Year Posted 2013



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Finding Life's Grace

Birds gone astray
on whirlwind’s spray,
forlorn  my way
down avenue

Then  moonlight’s  trace
sparks newborn  grace--
as couples race
to feel bright dew.



Desiderata of Nette Onclaud
from Jajosh Ongado
Dec 5, 2014--- Theme #3

Copyright © Jajosh Ongado | Year Posted 2014

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Wintry Breeze

the late wintry breeze
collects iced twigs and leaflets--
a babe swallow's crib 




Premiere haiku Contest
16 June 2017

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Dawn's Caravan

dawn's caravan---
swirls unto an unknown places
taking morn chances 


Aurora And Avalanche Contest

Copyright © Jajosh Ongado | Year Posted 2015

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Young Dreams

I love the sound of distant thunder
it takes me back to a river’s shore.
Young kids sparkling of wonder
learning life and wanting more.

Swinging high above the water
from a rope tied to a tree.
Living joy for the moment
wild eyed and feeling free.

Roasting coal and burning mallows
spilling secrets in the dark,
about pretty little things
in our hearts that cast a spark.

Lying awake under the moonlight
Dreaming of a future ahead.
A wild cat meows in the distance
would make us squirm in our bed.

Sleeping warm until the morning.
Waking up by the river’s shore.
Young kids sparkling of wonder
learning life and wanting more


Contest:  little known nothing

Copyright © Jajosh Ongado | Year Posted 2014



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Blind Tableau

Blinded by numbers
and rich possessions,
he compiles each gain
with eyes fixed on wealth
knowing not love’s touch--
how poor the merchant.



2.”Happiness doesn't lie in the objects
 we gather around us. To find it,
 all we need to do is open our eyes.”

Design Your Tableau
Created by Jajosh Ongado
Oct 19, 2014

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Cycle 's End

The fireplace rests for now
 but embers still burn softly
waiting for a family to gather
in it's warmth--the laughter, 
the musings, the prayers all said-
ready for others to share 
 evening's warmth and magic,
 to tarry once again 
for more lively life sounds
  trailing in silence for life to renew
a ritual of gratitude and anticipation
on this fresh collage of night, 
  when the gloss of stars induces
a flame of readiness , of closure
in a time when the air is vulnerable
 even for a while as affection cuddles
the ending of a cycle's hourglass.



Brian Strand Contest
2 Jan 2017

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In Pure Sheen of Night

in pure sheen of night
a restless wolf bellows loud ---
when full moon arrives


Contest for Regina Riddle: 
Haiku Aha Moment

Copyright © Jajosh Ongado | Year Posted 2014

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Rush

RUSH Green Lights Minutes Gone Dawn whisks in a flash Lost among zooms of speed Exiting from my blank life “ This heart throbbing in empty beats.” Jajosh Ongado Create Your Pyramid for nette onclaud 27May 2014

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Painful Memories

I scan the movement of the people
Ragged faces torn and wandering;
Pale their bodies, unlike the human race
And children in slum areas,
Begging for a crumb to eat
While mothers hold their thin babies
As they're dying in the street.
The coldness of the city brings painful memories--
Churches fallen, scattered stones
Drop from the blackened wind
And my forlorn figure stands alone.



Contest: Fill In The ---- Memory, Memories
For Poet Destroyer A   19th May 2016

Copyright © Jajosh Ongado | Year Posted 2016

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