Sunshine

 

You were smiling, all day long even amidst a lonely, forlorn afternoon

You could put the sun to shame the way your corner lips rise slowly

Your eyes, how it turned into a lovely crescent moon

Then you let out a soft, light giggle as you hid your smile behind your charming face

My heart skips.

And i remember, you were always my ray of light, my sunshine

 

P.S.

Life can be tough. Some days are good, some days are not. Some people will love and support you, and some won’t. That’ life. That’s world. That’s reality.
It is crazy and chaotic.

Amidst trouble and turmoils, amidst darkness and lonely days, my daughters are my ray  of light, my sunshine, my RESTFUL place.

Friday Fun – restful

They too are my muse, my inspiration, and my kindle
V.J.’s Weekly Challenge #69: kindle

They are my LIGHT…

and i wanna say HAPPY DEEPAVALI to all my lovely Indian followers and blogger friends.

Let us all together join them and celebrate the victory of light over darkness, good over evil and knowledge over ignorance.

Kaliedoscope

(Photo credit: mine)

 
Each twist in the universe
is a new experience,
a change in the
settings of our lives
adapt and live
with the change.
Adjust our vision
to the new pattern of life
set before us.

For we are, a kaliedoscope world.

Stuck (Etheree)

Stuck
In the
Middle of
Life’s crossroad paths
What we missed; must go
Least we live in the past
And can’t let go; the present
Is a must to live and enjoy
For nobody gets closer, as future
Remains a vision, when we are just stuck.

In response to:

Tuesday, October 2nd, 2018

Welcome to “What do you See?”http://helenevaillant.com/2018/10/02/what-do-you-see-october-2nd-2018/

Reply with your choice of poetry or short story,
whatever represents what you (see) (feel) (within you) about this week’s photo.

a) Write your post on your “own blog”, linking it to this post:
1) by creating a Pingback, or
2) add the URL to your blog’s post in the comment section of this post.

This week’s challenge photo:

My (unusual) Poem

           My (unusual) Poem

My poems are not poetical
So they cannot be magical.

I write them in the afternoon
Unpoetic time no stars no moon.

I seldom use figures of speech
My words within a grade five’s   reach.

My inspiration, not love
But a flying dove.

My poems are not poetical
They’re down to earth like ***pandesal.
***Pandesal or pan de sal (Spanish for “salt bread”) is a common bread roll in the Philippines madeof flour, eggs, yeast,
sugar, and salt.

In response to Friday Foto Fun – Unusual

calmkateSeptember 29, 2018Funky

Unusual – this ornate Hindu temple is in the Blue Mountains outside Sydney
surrounded by Australian bush!

Please share something you’ve seen in an unusual setting, maybe a bit out of context?

or

creatively write about an unusual situation?

 

Come on the more the merrier, please share and read each others photo posts!

Please complete before next Friday using a pingback to link your post.

 

 

Church -Haiku

The mountains will sing
To the church as house of God
Where faith is revered.

 

P.S.

A fun art created by my daughter. It’s made of colored sand glued together (like a jiggsaw puzzle) to create a colorful art version of a church.

 

This is in response to calmkate’s Friday foto fun art.

https://arousedblog.wordpress.com/2018/09/22/friday-foto-fun-art

Hush Now

Keep still
amidst chaos and turmoil
all through the roaring thunder
and all through the rising tide
rest your weary heart
like an ocean easing up
after a storm
hush now.

Colors (haiku)

 

Far away from you
Is to be blue my dearest
I wait; purple heart .

Stunning photos of my garden back home; they have survived the current storm.

In response to CalmKate’s Friday Foto Fun:

https://arousedblog.wordpress.com/2018/09/15/friday-foto-fun-blossom/