Kindle the passion as our love transpires Across countries that we soon traverse You and I, together, when travel bites. No looking back for what's behind Until the day we say "IT" out loud Simply we grab each other's hand Silently be there in each other's side Enwrap in dreams we both behold Remember! You and I, together, when love bites.
… like rain that falls
Floods my heart with thoughts in vain
Then so love appears.
Standing by my window
On my most special day;
I looked up in the night sky
And saw the bare moonlight.
I haven’t watched it so often
But I know it exists.
I cherished its presence
Before I bid good night.
It whispered me a message
To remind me of today;
For the many blessings I received
It’s a bliss to always remember.
Flowers of May spring
Fragrance and beauty radiates
In the Philippines, May signals the end of the summer season. Most flowers are in their peak blooming. This is also the month where more numbers of festivals are held. One of these is the festive called Flores de Mayo or “Flowers of May”, the participation of the town’s most beautiful young ladies symbolizes the purity and innocence of the Blessed Mother.
Sun rises like a candle flame that blankets the heavens And steps are laid upon the mountain range where I run. I smell the misty scent of the morning breeze That cause me to hear the chirping birds around, And hear the winds dancing through the clouds. Is Nirvana the heavens we call? Sun emerges with the flame of fire that consumes the horizon And stones are formed of the cottons grey where noise I heard. Scorching wind start to race to bathe Sodom with its hate. From ashes to ashes, dust to dust, the city is doomed not to last. You hear the cries with the voices creep, Sylviana was there. Is this Nirvana, the heavens we call? The motley faces of emotions embody the sun - With a heart-pouring temper, balloon can burst, Or with its gentle-touch of rays tame a raging waves. “Fly up to the sky, WoMM, and reach for the sun,” She notes to herself while strangely subdued. Make a wish in the money tree so your troubles go away. With the sun as an angel, the guiding light. Act on your visions, and see your dreams coming by – Heavens rejoice and your angel triumphs. Flap your wings - wide and strong, then soar up and high, When find yourself flat on the ground Never let the raging fire consumes your soul. “Nur wer es wagt, gewaltig zu scheitern, kann je wirklich groβen Erfolg haben.” If you look towards the sky, the heavens never move. Get-up! Hold onto your wheel and drive through distance Gain that sacred momentum while you’re below, Keeping your eyes to that crystal of light where dreams reside.
It’s Day 29 of the NaPoWriMo and we are working on a prompt called “Twenty Little Poetry Projects,” originally developed by Jim Simmerman. It really forces us into details, and to work on “conducting” the poem as it grows, instead of trying to force the poem to be one thing or another in particular. And here are the twenty little projects themselves — the challenge is to use them all in one poem:
1. Begin the poem with a metaphor.
2. Say something specific but utterly preposterous.
3. Use at least one image for each of the five senses, either in succession or scattered randomly throughout the poem.
4. Use one example of synesthesia (mixing the senses).
5. Use the proper name of a person and the proper name of a place.
6. Contradict something you said earlier in the poem.
7. Change direction or digress from the last thing you said.
8. Use a word (slang?) you’ve never seen in a poem.
9. Use an example of false cause-effect logic.
10. Use a piece of talk you’ve actually heard (preferably in dialect and/or which you don’t understand).
11. Create a metaphor using the following construction: “The (adjective) (concrete noun) of (abstract noun) . . .”
12. Use an image in such a way as to reverse its usual associative qualities.
13. Make the persona or character in the poem do something he or she could not do in “real life.”
14. Refer to yourself by nickname and in the third person.
15. Write in the future tense, such that part of the poem seems to be a prediction.
16. Modify a noun with an unlikely adjective.
17. Make a declarative assertion that sounds convincing but that finally makes no sense.
18. Use a phrase from a language other than English.
19. Make a non-human object say or do something human (personification).
20. Close the poem with a vivid image that makes no statement, but that “echoes” an image from earlier in the poem.
For beginner like me, some are easy to follow, while some others I’m very much confused. I may need to study all the literary devices to understand them. I may have completed the Twenty or not, I am having fun while writing it.
sun’s simmering best and the hot sands, blowing in your face, at its unforgiving worst almost nonchalant robotics in an intricate array one is Chewbacca - a ‘gentle, hairy, non-English speaking’ wookiee there is Stormtrooper, the main ground force of the evil Galactic Empire, in all-white tin-like suit, together with the fellow ‘legionnaire’ physically very demanding love emulating, passion replicating small storeroom-turned-workshop to replicate costumes of their favorite Star.
And today from NaPoWriMo is to find a news article, and to write a poem using (mostly, if not only) words from the article! We can repeat them, splice them, and rearrange them however we like.
I browsed in Gulfnews, and the article “In a Galaxy not far, far away” caught my attention. With the crew of Star Wars camped in the desert of Abu Dhabi, team of fans recreate their own version of movie.
Once I was dreaming to meet a knight To save me from the dungeon of Ghoul Where murky fetid air eddied strong; Knight I thought come on day or night To fight the villains all and to dispel The bond of deep fear for horrid throng. Dreams. Wishes. They are supposed to be true. When mind is to seal, and words are to tell To hope for the best, and to expect nothing Knight of my heart save me to get through ... Lifetime of love I bring.
For NaPoWriMo prompt, it comes to us from Vince Gotera, who wrote his “family member” poem for Day 20 in the form of a curtal sonnet. Curtal sonnet is shorter than the normal, fourteen line sonnet. Instead it has a first stanza of six lines, followed by a second stanza of four, and then closes with a half-line. The form was invented in the 1800s by Gerard Manley Hopkins, who used it in his famous poem “Pied Beauty”. So for today, the challenge is to give the curtal sonnet a whirl.
Pied Beauty Glory be to God for dappled things — For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow; For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim; Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches' wings; Landscape plotted and pieced — fold, fallow, and plough; And áll trádes, their gear and tackle and trim. All things counter, original, spare, strange; Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?) With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim; He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change: Praise him."Pied Beauty" Gerald Manley Hopkins written 1877