Monologue Of A Dead Envious Lady

Monologue Of A Dead Envious Lady

here lies my body
rotten, dead, and forgotten
forgotten by many and forgotten by few
mostly forgotten by the ones
who used to adore me with all their hearts

here lies my body
agonizing, crying, and mourning
it has only been a while since I was gone
and why has everyone moved on?
why has everyone become so suddenly happy?

here lies my body
wondering, dreaming, and hoping
had I not been so hard on everyone else,
would it be different?
would they lovingly pay me a visit?
instead of simply praying for my eternal rest at home?

here lies my body
even death did not give me the comfort
and security I so long wanted,
oh, my dear self, why had you been so envious anyway?
you were so indifferent, so irrational

here lies my body
what lead you lying cold and dead
seven feet below the ground?
no one knows.

Day 8 NaPoWriMo 2021
https://www.napowrimo.net/day-eight-8/

Today, I’d like to challenge you to read a few of the poems from Spoon River Anthology, and then write your own poem in the form of a monologue delivered by someone who is dead. Not a famous person, necessarily – perhaps a remembered acquaintance from your childhood, like the gentleman who ran the shoeshine stand, or one of your grandmother’s bingo buddies. As with Masters’ poems, the monologue doesn’t have to be a recounting of the person’s whole life, but could be a fictional remembering of some important moment, or statement of purpose or philosophy. Be as dramatic as you like – Masters’ certainly didn’t shy away from high emotion in writing his poems.

The Barbarian Book Club: Book of the Month (February 2021): What If Snowflakes Don’t Fall In Winter – Michelle A. Navajas

Check out the review of my poetry book by a fellow blogger and book lover

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https://barbariangentlemen.wordpress.com/2021/02/21/the-barbarian-book-club-book-of-the-month-february-2021-what-if-snowflakes-dont-fall-in-winter-michelle-a-navajas/

All I Ever Could Be  

All I Ever Could Be

 

 

Defending the poor and unfortunate

caring with a heart so compassionate

ah! a lawyer that’s what I will be

back then as a little girl I decided with glee.

 

Broadcasting news on TV

doing it with a mind so steady

ah! a television anchor I see

back in high school, I was so carefree.

 

Pouring thoughts on paper

scribbling late at night so dear

ah! a journalist I will be

back in college with free will.

 

Never became a lawyer really

it wasn’t my dream actually

‘Twas a childish thing to wish

no dirt to dish.

 

Broadcasting wasn’t even for me

‘though I had the chance to be

you see surgery on the neck

making it hard to speak.

 

A writer I may have always been

creating stories now and then

putting actions into words

screaming as I scribble with thoughts.

 

You see there’s something I missed

never imagined I’d enjoy it with bliss

caring for little souls, giving them a place to grow

motherhood is what makes me glow.

P.S

I am a proud mom to my four lovely daugthers

For Kate’s Friday – Fun: Offsprings

Who Murders Halloween?

It wasn’t long ago that trick and treating

was so much fun, where kids gather hanging

around the streets with their specialized masks on

creatively made by their doting moms for this occasion

as their annoyed dads yelled over and complained  

for a burnt cupcake in the oven or a dish uncooked.

It wasn’t long ago that homes were opened widely

for these adorable little ones, joyfully and happily

wanting to gather as many candies and sweets as they can

counting every bit of pieces, as a certain kid named Joann

is heard crying over a lost piece of candy or a stolen chocolate

from the notoriously naughty boy around, who is always late.

It wasn’t long ago, that masks were worn for fun,

for enjoyment, and for creating special bonds with everyone

it could be a friend, a loved one, or just a random fellow

on a party, on any occasion, on a bone fire with marshmallow

but mostly to put a smile on every child’s face in a voice so upbeat

knocking at your doors shouting at the top of their lungs “trick or treat”.

It wasn’t really long ago, because for now, this year maybe

it will all be just a memory not so long ago, we say

masks will still be worn every moment everywhere but not to have fun

or do trick or treat, but to combat a virus that kills like a gun

murdering excitement, enjoyment, and amusement in Halloween

he who truly scares destroys and ends fun in Halloween.

P. S.

When I think of Orange, (color) I think of Halloween. So this poem is posted and inspired by kate’s Friday Fun – Orange

And Eugenia’s weekly prompt/photo: an orange giant pumpkin house – normally used to adorn homes and streets during Halloween

Salute

“I never imagined witnessing
something like this; never in
my lifetime”

 

it’s like an apocalyptic movie. the airport looks like a ghost deserted town.

it used to be just a movie scene.it used to be just a book narrative.

it used to be just a perfect screenplay pitch. but I saw it with my eyes, my heart bleeds,
my soul cries.

and I am still bleeding.

so with great pride,

I raise our flag to salute and commend, our brave frontliners.

they who never gave up.

they who never get tired.

they who never complained.

 

 

For kate’s Friday fun

https://aroused.blog/2020/08/10/flags/

Life’s Lesson #discernment#FridayFun#thankfulness

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Life is not a game of chance,

nor a lot of great circumstances.

Life is not even a bed of roses,

nor a bag of chocolates.

Life is indeed a matter of good choices

and how to make the best ones.

 

 

 

My choices in life may have not been really the best ones. I must honestly say I have had my own share of bad choices. But as my life progresses I was able to turn those bad choices into the best ones thus making me the best possible person I am.

My mother taught me the basics of discernment. It was with her that I realized that things don’t just happen, but it happens because we make it happen no matter how much we intellectualized or rationalized that it is beyond our capacity as human beings. But she said….that is why we were gifted with the power to discern. The dictionary defines discernment as to the ability to reveal insights and understand.  Exactly why we need to empower ourselves with discernment. This will usher us to make the right choices.

My father, on the other hand, has taught me so many things about how to live my life and how to affect other people’s lives as well. He is a very kind and generous, and compassionate man; but when it comes to helping other people, this is what he has to say always “give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime”. 

It is with this thought that I go by how I help people. I can extend help once or twice or okay, let’s say thrice but more than that, my father used to say, is too much of being generous, and instead of simply extending help, I find ways to provide them with a sustainable way of making money or earning income. But sadly, some people don’t like to work or simply would rely on “help” or “aid”. This attitude is very common among us Filipinos.

We are very family-oriented; that we are obliged to help even our distant relatives or friends. It seemed though that because of this idea, many people abuse the culture of “help” in the Philippines, that when you at some point get tired of always helping you become the family’s devil’s advocate. Relatives and friends will be mad at you for not being able to help them. It is very frustrating because some people are even being ungrateful. While you work so hard to make money; they wait for you to simply feed them and help them.

This should also be part of our considerations when making choices in life. Because as we get older and become more successful others will be envious of your success and they will expect you to help them all the time.

 

1. I choose FAITH

I am not a very religious person. I am not even the type you see in the church all the time. I am not the one who also memorizes every single prayer there is. I also am not the typical middle-age woman in a veil going to mass. But I say, I choose to believe in GOD. I choose to believe that HE is powerful and thus HE is responsible for all that I am.

2. I choose HAPPINESS

As I have mentioned, life is not a bed of roses. It can be bad, it can be sad, it can be lonely, it can be worst……but if we choose happiness no amount of bad, lonely, sad, worst situation can make us reject the fact that life is what we make it after all…

We all surely have gone through a lot of rough, bumpy roads…who didn’t? but if we only learn to see the good in even the worst situation….LIFE would be GREAT… remember, happiness is simply a choice; loneliness is simply optional.

3. I choose THANKFULNESS

An ungrateful heart always leaves us feeling miserable. If we carry on with ungratefulness, no matter what we have, no matter what happens we would – it would never always be enough.

4. I choose POSITIVENESS

Blessed Laura Vicuna said, “smile always and suffer silently”…Her life is a wonderful example of how someone could turn a negative situation into something positive; an example of cheerfulness amidst heartaches.

We don’t have to be saints to be positive. As they say, if we only see life “like a glass full rather than half empty” then we would have the power to change our lives for the better for good.

5. I choose AWARENESS

Awareness in everything that we do, awareness in everything that we can’t do, awareness in every talent that we have, and awareness in the fact that we were all made unique.

We need to be aware of every situation we are in and what led us into it; it is by then that we see if we are leading towards sin…or towards a life anchored in our faith

How about you?…

Linking to kate’s Friday – Fun: Fishing https://aroused.blog/2020/06/27/friday-fun-fishing/