Poetry by Mich
I am thrilled to announce that my poem “Again” is published on three platforms, on MEDIUM -an International Writers and Readers Space, AFRICA WRITERS CARAVAN, and at WOMAWORDS LITERARY PRESS.
kindly go check the following links
P. S.
Thank you to Irma of https://iidorun.wordpress.com
Oh, my dear summer
and rain
and goodbye
why did you conspire
to break my heart
altogether at once
why do I have to remember
you both, as
the happiest
and the saddest
memory
like a photograph
capturing
every smile
not knowing
the loneliness
behind
the gloomy feeling
after each radiant
and charming smile
my dearest summer, rain
and goodbye please cease
to connive and stop breaking my heart
altogether, at once
(For a visually challenged reader, the image shows a camera capturing the image of a woman in color, while the rest of the image is in black and white. There are lots of tools on the wall behind the camera)
https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2020/06/29/what-do-you-see-36-29-june-2020/
silver and gold
glittering colors of
precious gems
mostly loved
by women
of grace and power
but what are your silver and gold
in life and in all that you have?
my silver and gold
are the stories I tell
the poetry I write
inspired by nature’s
everlasting beauty and kindness
to humanity as it offers
wondrous gifts of
everlasting and magnificent
sight to behold
my silver and gold
are the people I love
people I care and people
I cherish
they make my life
shining
brilliantly
amidst
darkness and loneliness
and the greatest of these silver and gold
is non-other than
to be loved by you
https://scvincent.com/2020/06/25/thursday-photo-prompt-silver-writephoto/
I heard the news of you leaving as someone from the other line was sobbing, crying, weeping. “He’s gone”, was all I can hear. I wept, I cried ’till I can’t cry anymore.
It was a warm summer morning.
You left without saying goodbye. Without notice. It broke my heart in pieces, I could die.
I told myself I’ll never go far away from you again, but what’s the point?
I was wounded, helpless, and even when far away an interrupted cry could be heard as I lament in desperation.
Distance is killing me.
The sun was shining but the rain came pouring when I flew back home to bid my goodbye.
You were smiling. You felt rested. And you look handsome as ever. I smiled back looking at you as I said “your barong Tagalog looks perfect on you”. I blew you a kiss like I used to.
I was ushered away, away from your side.
Note: The Barong Tagalog, more commonly known as simply barong (and occasionally called baro), is an embroidered formal shirt and considered the national dress of the Philippines.
In Filipino culture it is a common formal attire
I am reposting this for Eugi’s prompt -Summer
https://amanpan.com/2020/06/22/eugis-weekly-prompt-summer-june-22-2020/
of all the sayings there is,
the one my cool dad
taught me first, tops my list
“all our dreams can come true,
if we have the courage to pursue them”
Walt Disney was his favorite
and dad is my favorite too
that made me dream the grandest dreams
and believe in happily- ever- after
mom is fine with that,
she always says, but I doubt so
‘cos she’d argue, as Forest Gump
famously said ” life is like a box
of chocolates, you never know
what you’re gonna get”
so hard work, dedication
and perseverance were the qualities
she instilled, for we never knew
what happens next
but we can always prepare
she constantly insists
by now you know
my parents were two
opposing individuals
made one, by love
for they both believe
in what Victor Hugo said
“the greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved; loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves”
ours was a story of a life lived well
in love and compassion;
in kindness and generosity
as one loving family
we believe in an old
saying that goes
“I shall pass this way but once;
any good, therefore, that I can do
or any kindness that I can show
to any human being, let me do it now
let me not defer nor neglect it, for I shall not pass this way again”, we believe
that in every moment,
every interaction, every opportunity
there is a chance to do good
it’s all about the little ways we can show kindness, it’s the tiny, seemingly
insignificant things that
we can do to help someone else
that matters
you don’t have to spend money
or even give all your time,
you just need to act
in a good and kind nature
with a heart full of gratitude
with love and sincerity
Written for kate’s friday fun – sayings https://aroused.blog/2020/06/20/friday-fun-a-saying/
she told of a tale
in a faraway castle
’bout a damsel, in distress
how she loved him,
fell for his demons first
and vowed to forever
love ’till eternity
but he was his devil
she gave him reasons
to wanna have a halo
instead of a horn
he made her
want to see heaven
instead of hell
and oh,
how she affects his soul
she loves him unconditionally
and washed away the blood
of evil on him
her voice was soothing
more tempting than
a million passionate kisses
and her touch was softer than
a light feathered cotton
he could walk throughout of hell
and be the angel
he so long desired
will good prevail
or will love ever
be greater
than any evil
there is
such was her story
’bout an angel and
a devil in disguise
in a faraway land
where no man
can find
Image Credit- Pixabay- Ariadne-a-mazed
(For visually challeneged reader, the image shows a castle at night, it’s turrets and towers reflecting moonlight. A cloudy sky can be seen in the backdrop.)
For Sadje’s
https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2020/06/22/what-do-you-see-35-22-june-2020/
you told me
to soar like
an eagle
aim high
and fly
dream the biggest
and reach for the skies
oh, you said
remember, it won’t
be that simple
nor easy
you taught me
life lessons as an eagle
learns to fly
they fly alone or at least
with their kind
and in life
find people
who think like you
dream, grow together
never waste time with naysayers
concentrate
focus
as eagles do
embrace challenges
make sure to welcome
every storm
as eagles do
for storms lift them above the clouds
where they can rest their wings
and become stronger
and because of you
I, now soar higher
above the clouds
better
stronger
as eagles
do
Happy Father’s day Dad, wherever you are❤❤❤
Linking to Sue’s https://scvincent.com/2020/06/18/thursday-photo-prompt-soar-writephoto/
(For visually challenged writers, the image shows a sky full of dark, stormy clouds against which four large birds are silhouetted in flight.)
https://scvincent.com/2020/06/18/thursday-photo-prompt-soar-writephoto/
Oh, Dear One
your brilliance is undeniable
like a fine diamond
with its great brightness
and luster
yours is a
conspicuous talent
and excellent
mental ability
but why, oh dear
did you let
the crooked
system
take away
the brilliance
in you
please my dear
take a pause
silence your heart
and remember
who you
really are
https://amanpan.com/2020/06/13/eugis-weekly-prompt-brilliance-june-15-2020/
https://onewomansquest.org/2020/06/15/vjs-weekly-challenge-100-pause/
For kate’s friday fun -surf
https://aroused.blog/2020/06/13/friday-fun-surf
(Bali, 2019)
do you remember your first love?
’twas one of the happiest
memories of your life
I bet, makes your young heart
giggle
with gladness
it feels like that,
to dream, to ride a wave
of getting up on a surfboard
and let yourself slide on a wave
something that will always be a dream
the kind of dream that makes
you leap with joy
and hop with excitement
do you remember how your heart
was broken, for the first time?
’twas one of the saddest
memories of your life
I bet, the thought of losing
makes your young heart struggle
in pain and doubt
it feels like that,
to just dream,
to ride a wave
indescribable feeling
of gliding across the water
just like your first love
I too fell in love
for the first time
of riding a wave
on a beautiful summer day
upon a blue sky blending
in with the ocean
just as many first loves
turn into many first heartaches
my heart too was broken,
for the first time
For kate’s friday fun -surf
https://aroused.blog/2020/06/13/friday-fun-surf
why is it my love that
when I look at you
I see light,
like I’ve never seen
it before
why is it my love that
my world
has turned into blue
as I hold your hands
dearly and gently
in the silence
of my dreams
and my muted
memories
where
are all
the bright
lights
my love?
(For visually challenged reader, the image shows a woodland scene, where blue butterflies are sitting on the forest floor among tiny mushrooms. Tall trees are visible in the background)
For Sadje’s what do you see https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2020/06/15/what-do-you-see-34-15-june-2020/
michnavs 