Soar Like an Eagle #soar#writephoto

 

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/

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(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/

I Miss You

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oblivious of the time

and around

I longed for your

hold so tight

your hold that keeps my steady

gaze in place

your hold that once made a

better me

incognizant of how I felt

wanting how much of you

I can take

I never imagined it would be

this dark without you

the darkness that seemed to

topple down my soul

the darkness I once ignored

for you are there

holding closely as I fear

It seems just a while

but no, it’s been a long while

a long while

since you walked away

unnoticed

it numbed my mind

froze my heart

I can’t take you out of

my life

I need to touch you again

I need to hold you close in

my arms

I miss you that’s what

I wanna say

I love you, I want you

to stay

It’s been ten years dad

ten years and I am mad

‘cos I can’t have you back

 

You will be 70 years old today dad, i hope your having a birthday blast in heaven. ❤❤❤

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/

http://handsinthegarden.wordpress.com/

http://joymaxbolick.wordpress.com/

http://thestoriesinbetweenblog.wordpress.com/

http://oiroegbu.com/

If i miss anyone kindly leave a smiley in the comment box.

Thank you guys so much😊😊😊

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, it has been a long while
a 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

A Stolen Goodbye

Day 13 NaPoWriMo

Today, I challenge you to write a non-apology for the things you’ve stolen.

For this prompt, I am writing this for my dad who passed away many years ago. He left. I never had the chance to say goodbye. He left. And I didn’t give him the chance to say goodbye either.  A stolen moment of a good goodbye.

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braving through the rain
on a windy morning
struggling in vain
only to see you gazing

running through the stairs
as I gasp for air
wishing you’d be there
with a smile to spare

entering a crowded room
my body began to shiver
looking for your face I roam
you’re there no more, I wonder

gushing through a deep sigh
truth began to unravel
knowing you’re not there, I cry
deep inside I die, as I travel

longing for one, just one day
can I have a moment, to give back
what I have stolen on that early May
a chance to bid goodbye, dad

still waiting…

 

 

 

Linking to Kate’s https://aroused.blog/2020/04/12/friday-fun-waiting-2/

Waiting for the lockdown to be over has made me discovered the joys of being alone; it entails a lot of good things than bad. So instead of wallowing over the pain of being alone, allow me to celebrate with you the joys of being alone.

1.The joy of Solitude

Being alone allows me to be by myself where my thoughts are my only companion.
We need a moment to reconnect deeply again into ourselves, listen carefully again into our inner thoughts, and touch tenderly back our souls. We travel more when we are alone because we reflect more. It is also the time when we began to realize that we can actually survive alone: alone in patches, alone in groups, alone in races, even alone in genders.

It will also be a time to celebrate the good in others, speak only for words of kindness and walk with the knowledge that though you are physically alone at the moment, some accompany you in their thoughts… you are not alone after all.

 

2. The joy of “Slowing Down”

We all know that life is not a race, nor some sort of a game. Being alone allows us to slow down and enjoy the little things around us- the coffee your drinking, the cute little nails that you have, the color of your skin, the blessings that you have: these will bring you the greatest of all joys and smiles because being alive should never be enough to make you happy. You need to slow down and detach yourself from all sorts of distractions and that can only happen when you are alone.

 

3. The joy of “Saving Money”

You see when you are alone you save a lot of money. For one being alone is a lot cheaper than spending time with others. You can just literally sit down and do just close to nothing. You can enjoy imagining things around you. When you are with other people at some point you will be spending money. Spend some time alone with yourself every now and then and you will eventually realize how much money you have actually saved.

 

4. The joy of “Simple life”

We might have already forgotten the beautiful scent of the sheets we slept in at night because we are too busy catching up on the day’s events and activities. Being alone will make us appreciate this and other simple joys life has to offer.

 

5. The joy of “Not hearing/listening to unnecessary information”

Let’s admit it, when we are with other people we tend to either talk or hear about things that aren’t really necessary in life. Some of our friends may be the ones unintentionally feeding us information that may directly or indirectly affect our sense of well being. And so being alone sometimes may unclutter our minds from all those unnecessary information that has been in store

6. The joy of “Staying more focused”

We have to remember that as human beings we should not only be focusing on completing certain tasks or certain goals. We need to focus more on ourselves. With the advent of technology, we have forgotten who we really are and what we are living for. Very few individuals are capable of understanding themselves as individuals  – most of us simply behave without understanding who we really are. Understanding oneself will only happen if we spend some time alone focusing on ourselves and our thoughts.

35 Degrees

I haven’t written anything for a long time. I am writing back today in honor of my father whose death anniversary we are commemorating.

My father gave me my first book, my first writing material and my first edited letter. Yes, you read it right  “edited letter”.  Whenever i was away from home back then i will write him a letter and he will send it back to me with corresponding corrections.

He gave me the best gift – the gift of words. We would play scrabble together. I never won; not that he was very competetive but simply because he wanted me to learn play up with words and hopefully win (it never happened; he was a walking dictionary). We would buy newspapers everyday only to keep up with the daily crossword puzzle challenge.

He once told me i have the gift of imagination. And he said ” write where your imagination leads you.” Later in life when i began writing in school he told me “now is the time for you to write where your heart leads you; the power of our imagination is so strong but the power of our hearts where love resides is stronger.”

 

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35 Degrees

 

Its 35 degrees on a hot summer day

No one anticipated it

Nobody expected  it would come

But it happened

It rained

On a 35 degrees hot summer day

Nobody anticipated

No one expected

Yet it happened

Just as you went away

On a 35 degrees hot summer day

For Once – Ghazal

No one doubted your love, not once

you will never escape from our memory, not once.

 

 

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Thank you papa for the wonderful gift you left behind. You will forever live in my words and you will forever come alive in my imagination but i assure you, you will always and forever be in my heart where love resides eternally.
I would like to thank my dear followers for standing by while i was away. Special thanks to Kate of https://aroused.blog , Gina of https://alifelesslivedblog.wordpress.com, Irma of Iidorun, https://iidorun.wordpress.com, Jules of dailyjewelsbyjules.wordpress.com
for the daily dose of writing inspiration.

I Will Wait – poem

I was looking everywhere

for a sign

a moment

a time

As I look farther

the harder

I can’t see

I am blinded

It’s been a while

no, long while

you were gone

but I am still

looking for you

As one day

I know

I will find you

even in the vastness

of the sky

I will wait

for you

DAD…

 
P.S.   Merry Christma Papa …wherever you are

Written for: Willow Poetry

This week’s photo Prompt:

little boy

 

Gone -poem

Gone

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The sun is up today
so I gleefully  say
“This espresso I am having
is soothing and warming”.

I bet it’s from the blue mountain of Jamaica, Columbia, Guatemala or Java
it has a golden colored crema on top
and that robust flavor made me snap.

I felt a sweet lingering after taste
so I snag another cup in haste
**ensaymada is what I am having it with
“soft and delicate; buttery and grilled”.

It’s a sunny day today
as I take a sip, grab a bite and say
“Dad, it’s been really a long while
you’re way too gone but I miss you still”.

 

Note:

In memory of my father who has gone ahead of us to heaven.

**Ensaymada is a pastry product from Mallorca. It is a common cuisine eaten in most former Castilian territories in Latin America and the Philippines.