Snowflakes Did Fall (That Summer Morn’)

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For Sadje’s What Do You See https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2020/05/11/what-do-you-see-29-11-may-2020/

 

’twas just few summers ago
when snowflakes miraculously fell
unto my skin like little solid raindrop
snowflakes should never fall in summer
but it did, that summer morning

 

from little snowflakes to snowfall
my dreams of buidling a snowman
did happen, in a summer morning
when snowflakes should never fall
but it did, that summer morning

 

snow and cold in summer, not ideal
but i built my first snowman, lovely
then the second one, cheerful
and then the third one, beautiful
finally, the fourth one, could look like you

forecast calls for near zero temperatures and cool weather for the week, ’twas odd
but it did, snowflakes even fell that summer
and i built snowman in May
totally and absolutely odd

 

just as you left, without saying goodbye
that summer morning when the
sun should be shining and the days
should be hotter still you left,
as snowflakes fell that  summer morn’

 

P.S

In loving memory of my beloved father.

Six Feet Apart (Diamond Etheree)

 

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I
woke up
bewildered,
baffled, perplexed
upon the world and
beyond, the love we knew
is to hug,  touch lovingly
lean in, hold and make eye contact
little bit closer builds affection
fondness, attachment, and besottedness
love, in itself is already tricky
actions, endearments, simplify it
how is love now? six feet apart?
like the hollywood movie?
will meter stick be part
along with the mask
new normal fad
i love you, six
feet away
dear?

Surveillance

Surveillance is used by governments for intelligence gathering, prevention of crime, the protection of a process, person, group or object, or the investigation of crime.
(https://en.m.wikipedia.org › wiki).

Surveillance when used properly can really help any government in their crime watch campaign. That’s why it has become mandatory to put up cctv cameras in most public areas and even owners of private homes and businesses have also invested on this. Lately, the use of drones for surveillance has also been utilized.

But do you know that in the Philippines, there is an emerging culture of so called “human cctv’s”?, where some people are actually spreading news/stories (regardless of true or not) as if they have witnessed it first hand like a cctv camera.

Its origin can be traced back to the culture of gossip in the Philippines.

Gossip Culture, the “spice of life” among Filipinos. The dictionary defines gossip or “tsismis” in Philippines as  idle talk or rumor, about the personal or private affairs of others. And the act of gossiping is known as dishing or tattling. Filipinos’ fascination on idle talk dates back to pre-Spanish period.

This usually involves middle aged married women (although this is now also being observed among the Filipino youths) living in the villages, who after their husbands left for work would gather around outside their homes and ditch out some dirty little gossips around the village. They would gather around and kick off their conversation with “anong bagong tsismis”? (what’s the new gossip?). Stories can range from a simple who is new in the village to a cheating husband/wife. Even so these women seemed to be so sure about everything.

There is a local TV/Radio program in Manila with a format of helping people solve their problems from the simple ones to the most complex. The program has complainants whom they would put on air and then calls the other party being accused of a certain irregularity or crime. Then the host, along with his team would make an effort to pacify both parties. They have helped many Filipinos especially the ones who can’t afford to pay for legal services. The program has become so popular that lately even wives complaining about their husbands cheating or having an affair have appeared in this program.

It was in this radio program that i first heard of the term “human cctv”; at times when the complainant would bring in friends or neighbors to back them up with their claims. These neighbors and friends would tell their versions of the story as if thery were really present or have witnessed it first hand. From then on, the host calls these friends/neighbors as “human cctv’s”.

For some of the viewers and followers of the program, these so called “human cctv’s” are merely the ones who heard the story from another which was passed on by another person, which later on would result to a chain of hearsays (though not always the case).
Gossiping can be very damaging to one’s credibility and character; but even then and despite of this awareness, some people still really love to gossip. And if we look closely at these gossipmongers or tsismosas, we would notice one common denominator – they are mostly full of insecurities.
Can insecurity triggers gossiping? The answer is yes. Why? ” People who talk just to fill in the silence, talk constantly about themselves, or talk even when others are noticeably bored, are often desperate to be noticed.  A secure person is not threatened by silence and doesn’t mind actively listening to others instead. A secure person doesn’t feel the need to spread rumours for attention or to backstab someone, and would rather spend their energies on something positive and uplifting.”
(Trudy Adams, 10 Signs of Insecurity)

So the next time you open your mouth and say something about someone, think about this: why are you doing it? Will it be for the common good? Or you are just simply chanelling away your insecurity? You may not want to admit it but that could be true. Maybe that person has something that you don’t have or you have been dying to have; but you can’t.

Gossip can and may come in many forms. Think about its effect or repercussions before you do it. Or, maybe you just can’t stand the fact that, that person is lot better than you are.
They say, “we hate the things that we don’t have” and that hate could result to gossip.

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ang aga mong maglibot
ikaw ay isang salot
pighati iyong dulot
tsismosa kang may hugot

 

English Translation

its too soon to wander
you are like a plague
bringing sorrow and heartache
gossipmonger,  that’s what you are.

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In response to the above photo challenge of Sadje https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2020/05/04/what-do-you-see-25-13-april-2020/

That photo reminds me of those village women who eagerly wait for their husbands to leave for work so that they can start with their gossip spree

As men/husbands joyfully leaves early morning for work with the hope of providing better quality of life for their family, women/wives on the other hand eagerly await for them to leave and begin their own daily routine of potentially destroying another human being.

Written for kate’s friday fun https://aroused.blog/2020/05/02/friday-fun-surveillance/
Tanaga, a Filipino form of poetry with 4 lines and with 7 syllables each. Rhyming scheme could be AAAA

For

Snowheart eto https://snowheart0529.wordpress.com/2020/05/03/para-sa-mga-mag-aaral/ na ang unang tanaga ko sana maayos ang tagalog ko

I have been wanting to write this one; but as soon as i saw Gina’s https://alifelesslivedblog.wordpress.com/2020/05/02/tiny-tanaga-on-the-second-of-may-2020/   Tanaga i thought, I am a Fililipo i should be writing this form..lol..

Coffee Blended-Tanka

Coffee Blended – Tanka

(Concubine Lane, Ipoh)

 

from the night i slept
to the morn' of your beauty
where night and day met
the sun shines with its glory
in your arms sun' s brighter dear


the day will begin
with a loving thought 'bout you
coffee blended love
that's how we are my dearest
lost without the caffeine kick


For Kim’s MMPP https://artwolfen.wordpress.com/2020/04/30/merry-may-poetry-play/

I Remember You (with a smile)

I remember you on a glorious cloudless night
where snowflakes of stars light the sky
with a promise of life in darkness
and a sense of warmth amidst
the cold breezy wind

 

I remember you
with a smile

 

I remember you in the stillness of the dawn
when the night and day had become
one memorable beautiful moment
as the sun starts to open like
a flower in the horizon

 
I remember you
with a smile

 
I remember  you in the chaos of the day
chaotic as the Grand Central Station
lively as people busy enjoying
a bustling place full of noise
pleasant and interesting

 

I remember you

with a smile

 

I remember you with all of my heart on this sweet summer May

 

P.S.

I welcome May with joy, love and a heart full of gratitude while i remember my father who passed away this month ten years ago. He died at 59. Unannounced. Unnoticed. No goobyes.

I welcome May with a smile.

My gratitude to my fellow bloggers who became my friends too for all of their comforting comments.

For the past 10 years i have been longing for my moment of goodbye; but as kate https://aroused.blog/, said ” ah your longing to say ‘goodbye’ … it’s been such a strong wish for years Mich that I’m sure he has heard you”, thank you Kate i am sure of that by now.

I take pleasure too in the comforting words of some very special friends here like Gina https://alifelesslivedblog.wordpress.com/, who we jokingly talk about our fathers to have probably met in heaven talking and bragging about each others daugthers (that would be me and Gina, lol)

Carolyn, https://doesitevenmatter3.wordpress.com/”Oh, what a sweet and special tribute to your father! I know you miss him so much! You were fortunate to have such a wonderful dad! Thank you for letting us all honor him, with you, on the day of his birth”.
Yes Carolyn i am very fortunate to have him as my father.

Snowheart, https://snowheart0529.wordpress.com/ who despite of being new around, was very generous in saying ” he is in God’s hand “. That is very comforting my dear

Andrew, https://thelonelyauthorblog.com/,
” This gets me right in the heart.
A daddy’s girl“, yes to being a daddy’s girl Drew

Val, https://murisopsis.wordpress.com/ who said ” Your dad sounds every inch the gentleman! Girls need fathers so that they can become strong and independent women.. Sounds like he did a great job and is recognized by the only one who counts – you!!”, thank you Val.

Punam, https://paeansunpluggedblog.wordpress.com/ who thinks i did a very sweet tribute to my father when i wrote Gorgeous, https://michnavs.wordpress.com/2020/04/27/gorgeous/

Deepa https://syncwithdeep.wordpress.com/2020/04/27/my-musings/ who was inspired  to a beautiful poem for his brother after reading the poem “Gorgeous”

And to Rosema, Maria and Jade, the three lovely young poets of WP who were there to cheer me up back in 2017 when i wrote a series of “Summer Rain” poems in memory of my father.

Jade, said “One of the hardest things of losing a loved one is not being able to say goodbye properly. I hope one day in the far future, you and your dad will meet again. In the meantime, I’m sending lots of virtual hugs and well wishes”  https://jademwong.wordpress.com/

Rosema, “oh my dear. my tears. i cannot fight back the tears. and goosebumps. wow. wow. the pain. the longing. and the hope. the love. oh my dear. he loves you. and i am sure you loves him back. huuuuugs!” https://areadingwritr.wordpress.com/

Maria of https://mariawenttotown15.wordpress.com/

Sue said https://suedreamwalker.wordpress.com/”this had the tears flowing within me also Mich.. And those we love who have returned home often find a way to get their messages across.. And I know all your posts, you have been Healing in the Rain..
Sending warm hugs dear friend.. Love to you”

Rose, https://poetrummager.org/ “Darling Mich, I, too, lost my father in April; two years ago. Much love and warm wishes.” Thank you Rose for sharing the poem you wrote for your father too https://poetrummager.com/2015/06/17/under-his-armor-of-anger/

Mirriam https://outanabout.com/This is so heartfelt, so raw and poignant. Thank you for sharing your emotion with us. Your dad clearly lives on in your heart”
These brilliant poet/blogger friends joined me in my NaPoWriMo journey along with the following:
Kamal of https://boundlessblessingsblog.wordpress.com/

Sadje of https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/

Jules of https://dailyjewelsbyjules.wordpress.com/

Ivor of http://ivors20.wordpress.com/
Kamal, Ivor, Sadje and Jules you guys are awesome and your comments are really appreciated and were helpful in my poetic journey this month.
Mrs. Wrangler https://mrswrangler.wordpress.com/

Mrs. Wrangler, you said you’re not into poetry writing but you visit me nevertheless and for that thank you
Irma http://iidorun.wordpress.com/ ,who despite of her busy life as a mom to her adorable kids never failed to check on me once in a while and leave some really inspiring words

Jude https://wordeologist.wordpress.com/

Faustina of  https://faustbites.wordpress.com/

Parkhit http://duttaparikhit.wordpress.com/
Jude, Faustina and Parkhit, you guys are amazing welcome on board

 

And to everybody else, i see your likes and occasional comments and reblogs, that means a lot to me.

GH https://garfieldhug.wordpress.com/

Bridgid https://watchingthedaisies.com/

Rupali http://mazeepuran.wordpress.com/

Marie http://createspaceweb.wordpress.com/

Mr. A https://barbariangentlemen.wordpress.com/

Diana http://mythsofthemirror.com/

Eugenia https://amanpan.com/

Anika http://annikaperry.wordpress.com/

Gabriela http://shortproseblog.wordpress.com/

Christine http://poetryforhealing.com/

V.J.
http://vjearle.wordpress.com/

Anita http://anitabacha.wordpress.com/

Brian http://lageose.wordpress.com/

Aysa of http://aysabaw.wordpress.com/

Chris https://lunasonline.wordpress.com/

Roger https://rogermoorepoet.com

David http://davidredpath.wordpress.com/

Diana https://lapetitmuse.wordpress.com/

Kelly http://klewismusings.wordpress.com/

http://ambroseandelsie.wordpress.com/

http://beinghumanmovement.wordpress.com/

http://utahan15.wordpress.com/

https://revivedwriter.wordpress.com/

https://utahan15.wordpress.com/

http://myexpressionofthoughtsblog.wordpress.com/

Susi of http://susibocks.wordpress.com/

Chuck of http://thereluctantpoetweb.wordpress.com/

Jonathan http://bythemightymumford.wordpress.com/

Yassy http://yassy66.wordpress.com/

Tony http://tonyburgess1969.net/

Saania http://saania2806.wordpress.com/

http://debbydiva72.wordpress.com/

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Thank you guys so much😊😊😊

Renewal and Goodbye (Two Poems)

 

Day 30 NaPoWriMo

Our final (optional) prompt! In some past years, I’ve challenged you to write a poem of farewell for our thirtieth day, but this year, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem about something that returns. For, just as the swallows come back to Capistrano each year, NaPoWriMo and GloPoWriMo will ride again!And last, but not least, our final (optional) prompt! In some past years, I’ve challenged you to write a poem of farewell for our thirtieth day, but this year, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem about something that returns.
NaPoWriMo and GloPoWriMo will ride again!

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Renewal

 

overwhelmed by the people and world around
flabbergasted by so many things, you are drowned
for a while you lost, a sense of yourself
your undeniably great, but thyself

for so long you have the best interest of others
for so long you have loved and made wonders
you dismiss from your mind the love for oneself
is far more important, so be stealth

it didin’t take long though, to become fully aware
and bounce back, back to your old self, never be scare
some things don’t really last no matter how
some people just come and really go somehow

it took you just one moment
one moment of truth….
one moment of courage …
one moment of tenacity…
and one moment of strength…

to welcome
new challenges and new view
and the new and renewed you

 

 

And because its my first year to join the annual NaPoWriMo, i say my thank you and goobye the old poetic fashion way..

 

 

Goodbye

I didn’t think
i’d make it this far
but you never know
unless you try

try, i did regardless of
and no matter what
the struggle is over
the battle is done

I rest my case
my heart aches
my mind cries
my body sobs

to say i will miss
is an understatement
a part of me dies
and i just cant let go

a bittersweet ending
of a once beautiful thing
goodbye to the one
that keeps me company

farewell, until then
who knows if there will be
for now, i take my hats off
i bid you adieu

I will miss you
my daily prompts

Jco

Day 29 NaPoWriMo
Today, I challenge you to write a paean to the stalwart hero of your household: your pet. Sing high your praises and tell the tale of Kitty McFluffleface’s ascension of Mt. Couch. Let us hear how your intrepid doggo bravely answers the call to adventure whenever the leash jingles.

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Jco, that’s how we call you
named after the famous
soft and fluppy almost cake like
donut we fell in love with;
friends and relatives
argue about thier safety around you,
you are compactly-built,
muscular, fast, and powerful,
standing between 26 to 29 inches
at the shoulder
your body is sleek but substantial,
and is covered with a glistening
golden brown hue
they are scared of you,
if they only knew how kind
and sweet and adorable you are,
they’d love you too
i swear

you wont eat without me
by your side
and now that we are apart,
oceans apart
i know you have learned
to eat by yourself but that 
makes me really sad

you outlived Maggi our pomeranian
and Otaku our mini pinscher
the passing of those two cute furries
i witnessed you cry
you had sleepless nights
when Otaku died
so we decided to get you
someone your kind
Macky arrived to your delight
you were energetic and lively again
but little did we realize
that you are such a spoiler big brother
gone are those days when
you wanted to be fed first
and gone are those days when
you wanted your place to get cleaned first
even in your daily bath you wanted Macky to be the first

Now, you are ageing…
you no longer run as fast
as you used to….
nor jump high as you always do….
and i don’t know what to write next…
my heart is bleeding…
just by the thought of it..

In This Tiny Room

Day 28 NaPoWriMo

 

Today’s (optional) prompt is brought to us by the Emily Dickinson Museum. First, read this brief reminiscence of Emily Dickinson, written by her niece. And now, here is the prompt that the museum suggests:

Martha Dickinson Bianchi’s description of her aunt’s cozy room, scented with hyacinths and a crackling stove, warmly recalls the setting decades later. Describe a bedroom from your past in a series of descriptive paragraphs or a poem. It could be your childhood room, your grandmother’s room, a college dormitory or another significant space from your life

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’twas a small space, tiny little room
of soft pillow cases and white silky sheets
warm cool breeze coming between gaps
of window panes and door, i assume

 

the touch of warm yelllow wall paint
adds depth to the feeling and imagination
a small writing table serves as workstation
of lingering thougts and creative stint

 

quotes of world’s greatest minds and poets
pasted on the board of “dreams do come true”
and random pictures of scientific breakthrough
just  beneath the bed across the closet

 

’twas in that tiny little space room
that what ifs and hows born and happen
of never “thought ’bout it” until then
’twas as silent witness along with sweet perfume

 

first tears were shed, and laughters were heard
unspoken words of kindness and compassion
rhyming of poetry, written without hesitation
’tis tiny room, dreams and aspirations were tattooed

Now

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now that you’ve seen
the worst of me
will you still hold me tight
or let go of me in a sight?

now that you’ve seen
the ugliness in me
will you still keep me warm
in your loving arms?

now that you have seen
the outrage i could make
will you understand
and stay as planned?

you don’t need to answer
your blank stare says it all

 

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what do you see by  Sadje
What do you see # 27 – 27 April 2020

Gorgeous

And now for our (optional) prompt. Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem in the form of a review. But not a review of a book or a movie of a restaurant. Instead, I challenge you to write a poetic review of something that isn’t normally reviewed. For example, your mother-in-law, the moon, or the year 2020 (I think many of us have some thoughts on that one!)

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Tall, dark and handsome I swear,
that’s what you are
you are charming in many ways
it shows by the way you care

like how you always make the solid first
impression
that takes my breath away as you swoon everyone in any situation

impressive it is when you seemed to be always composed
even in the most difficult situation, never react never imposed

when mad, you barely speak up, you smile,
laugh over issues
silence for you is more effective than angry words

you make the most sincere remark when praising others
your kindness is undeniably hands down solid
I am impress

I swear my friends are head over heels crazy about you
they giggle and laugh and (sometimes flirt) yes they always do

you are a perfect gentleman, polite respectful and considerate
you even do the classic “pulling a ladies chair”
for her to sit

“protective” could be your last name, your furious when someone
else screws with me, hurt me or against me, you are for me more than anyone

you are the best, to say the least, its been a long while
really long while, and i miss you around with your smile

you will be another year older this month, you’d love a celebration
that’s without a doubt, you always cook as preparation

happy birthday, you are the most gorgeous when you smile
and the happiest when you blow your candles with style

Happy birthday, how long has it been dad?
so long, and it still makes me sad.

 

P.S.

A poetic review of my father on his birthday