“Life takes you to unexpected places, love brings you home.”
i have gained the title #Amazonbestsellingauthor. i have gained thousands of loyal readers and followers in all of my social media accounts. i have published 6 books in a span of two years, 3 of which are all #bestsellers. and up to this day i am still feeling like i am dreaming….i got my “rock star moment” many times too… and having said that i am and forever grateful to all my loving readers and fellow poets.
nothing beats the feeling of seeing and being with the people who love you when you were just the “ordinary you”.
and that’s exactly what i felt after a 4- hour workshop with the lovely faculty and staff of Colegio San Agustin -Bacolod, Philippines – my professional home for sometime. i never realized i’d be so happy seeing them; my former colleagues, my friends. there were new faces though; but i was surprise to know that some of these new faces were my former students and the other one even a former classmate of my eldest daughter…ang bilis nga naman ng panahon (time flies by so fast).
THANK YOU my CASE CSA-B family for the warm welcome.
can we be together forever and ever under the city nightsky? we could cuddle together anytime anywhere we could have popcorns and unlimited coffee over re – runs of “Friends” we could probably have scared or annoyed our neighbors for all the noises that we make for we’ve never dated ever so this is our chance, we make the call.
we could have our friends around over breakfast, lunch and even dinner let our kitchen be your stage as i could barely make a gorgeous meal i’d be the proudest to flaunt you prepare dishes we both go crazy about for we’ve never dated ever so this is our chance, we make the call.
can we just go anywhere take me out or take me somewhere it doesn’t matter where, for as long as you are with me celebrating our love that has been kept for so long for we’ve never dated ever so this is our chance, we make the call.
we could stay up all night laughing at my silly epic jokes or we could write the most romantic, sappy love story everyone romantic soul would go crazy wild about it could be as romantic as Emily Bronte’s “Wuthering Heights” or as tragic as Shakespeare’s “Romeo and Juliet” for we’ve never dated ever so this is our chance, we make the call.
we could have Valentine’s Day any time or Christmas on a summer day it doesn’t matter anyway, we could celebrate anniversaries even if it isn’t our anniversary, who cares for we’ve been deprived of those for for many years, many summers, and many days for we’ve never dated ever so this is our chance, we make the call.
take me out or take me home it doesn’t matter where we’ve never dated ever so this is our chance, we make the call.
narrative poetry was favored by medieval poets, most notably exemplified by Geoffrey Chaucer’s The Canterbury Tales, which is a collection of 24 narrative poems. Narrative poetry reigned in popularity all the way through our time.
Narrative poetry explores important themes, such as self-discovery, courage, death, loss, friendship, mercy, suffering and endurance.
do you ever tell her stories of how your day went by? ‘cos i can tell you do. and damn! that’s the thing.
do you ever tell her how you hated your boss terrifying you all the time with his non -sense demands? ‘cos i can tell you do. and damn! that’s the thing.
do you ever tell her how you get excited over simple things that make you happy? ‘cos i can tell you do. and damn! that’s the thing.
do you ever tell her how your feeling so bad when your ill? ‘cos i can tell you do. and damn! that’s the thing.
oh, don’t get me wrong! ‘cos it’s okay. and damn! that’s the thing. i need to be okay.
in an array of crowd i look for you i look for your smile that obviously brightens my day even in a room filled with massive people i still hear your voice that sends a loving signal into my heart and oh, dear i smell you in every single perfume there is in the room.
and, i wonder.
even with the intriguing, interesting conversations i have i want a conversation with you, only you; for i felt more connection talking to you i felt it especially in between our pauses and silence i felt the agonizing need to say more, to talk more i felt the excruciating pain of the need to say out loud why i want you, you of all the people around.
and, i wonder.
people come and people go, some we may have forgotten, others we remember but if there is one constant companion i have in my heart, it was you i see you around in every corner where everyone is busy minding their own lives i hear you in every song played on air in FM stations as i travel alone i smell you in the aroma of my coffee each time i take a sip and i feel you holding my hand as i cross the chaotic street of the city.
and, i still wonder.
for over the years and over time i still haven’t figured it out i still haven’t realized, until today we were never really been friends all along ‘cos damn! we were too dumb not to realize, ’twas love all this time i guess it was just you and i who haven’t figured it out for friends say, it doesn’t take a genius to know that love was there from the beginning.
Day 23 NaPoWriMo, Today I’d like to challenge you to write a poem in the style of Kay Ryan, whose poems tend to be short and snappy – with a lot of rhyme and soundplay. They also have a deceptive simplicity about them, like proverbs or aphorisms. Once you’ve read a few, you’ll see what I mean. Here’s her “Token Loss,” “Blue China Doorknob,” “Houdini,” and “Crustacean Island.”
doormats are used to dish dirt outside trap dangerous germs from entering the actual main house placed in a doorway, on which we can wipe our shoes on entering any facility. what happens when you allow others to dominate you? you are either a living saint or a doormat.
In honor of today’s being the 22nd day of Na/GloPoWriMo 2022, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that uses repetition. You can repeat a sound, a word, a phrase, or an image, or any combination of thing
i said i love you you said i love you more
i whispered i miss you you whispered back i miss you more
i said i do love you really you said i do love you really more
we could beat rappers vying for rap beat titles
even the pitter- patter of raindrops with our unending exchange of “more”
we love unconditionally as evident in our words and affection
and at the same time we could be pretty mess up on some occassions
for like mirrors we see the beauty yet it we become deadly when broken