I Stood Still

Its day 4 of Na/GloPoWriMo..today, I write a poem in the form of a poetry prompt, using the surrealist prompt-poem of  poet Mathias Svalina.https://www.instagram.com/p/CYecp-wl4S8/

I Stood Still

i stood still
in the valley of death
in silence and in agony
blinded by the lights
neither by hope
nor by despair
what they don’t hear
they won’t complain
what they don’t see
they won’t fear
what they don’t feel
they won’t despair.

i stood still
in the valley of death
waiting for the morning star
to light my way
to the garden of Eden
where sinners
find refuge and forgiveness
where Christ the King
took His oath
oath upon oath
to save
to redeem
the human race

even with
“Judas’ kiss”

Features of Surrealistic Poetry:
Dream-like scenes and symbolic images.
Unexpected, illogical juxtapositions.
Bizarre assemblages of ordinary objects.
Automatism and a spirit of spontaneity.
Games and techniques to create random effects.
Personal iconography.
Visual puns.
Distorted figures and biomorphic shapes.

I am again pushing my poetic skills to the edge by combining them with the IG Lent Poetry Prompts:


Christ the King
Forgive
Refuge of sinners
Garden of Eden
Morning star
Valley of Death

Featured in Ipoh Echo

poetrybymich 💥💛💫 i am very pleased and honored to be featured once again by Ipoh Echo, a newspaper publication based in Perak, Malaysia.

Here is an excerpt of the feature. To read the full story you can click this link https://www.ipohecho.com.my/2022/03/07/new-book-release-after-rain-skies-second-edition-by-ipoh-based-amazon-bestselling-author/

“In conjunction with International Women’s Day, here is her precious advice for all women out there especially in the pandemic: “An empowered woman is a woman who is not afraid to fail and commit mistakes – someone who bounces back stronger and better. The pandemic is just one of those many trials we are bound to face in our lifetime. With courage, determination, perseverance and tenacity, we will all get through this. Finally, understand who you are and live your purpose.”

Thank you to Tan Mei Kuan, for writing this beautiful feature story and to the Editorial staff of @ipohecho.my. Thank you too to the women of PWWS, this journey would have not been possible without them.

Marissa

Marissa is your typical happy and successful middle-aged woman.

She was in a violent relationship for 10 years. Violence or abuse happened after the first year of their marriage. Initially, it was like, she would not be allowed to go out of the house except if she is accompanied by her husband or whenever she will do a family errand. On that case her husband would closely monitor her calling her all the time until she is home.

Control was the first sign of abuse.

When you are in an abusive relationship for so long, you lose your identity. You believe in the lies you were told. You don’t believe in your ability to live independently. You don’t get much sense of freedom, and on most occasions, you learn to live with it and deal with it quietly for there is nothing much you can do about the situation.

Such was the story of Marissa.

Until the inevitable happened. The emotional abuse gradually became more intense. Her husband found a way to isolate Marissa from her family and friends. And so seeking help was close to impossible. There was also the “shame factor” of abuse.  Marissa is living a highly functional abusive life.

Abuse however has a way of manifesting physically, no matter how much you try to ignore it.

Marissa accumulated enough stress that it manifests itself in physical symptoms.  Marissa suffered from excessive bleeding and chronic fatigue. She was eventually diagnosed with Hashimoto’s disease an autoimmune disorder that can cause hypothyroidism or underactive thyroid. Rarely, the disease can cause hyperthyroidism or overactive thyroid. Thyroid hormones control how your body uses energy, so they affect nearly every organ in your body—even the way your heartbeats.

That was her ticket to courage; the courage to finally leave her abusive husband and seek the help of her family.

For Reena https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2022/02/03/reenas-xploration-challenge-216/

You need to imagine this as a character in a story plot, and write about her.

  • Give her a name.
  • Mention the geography she lives in.
  • What could be her temperament?
  • Is she prone to melancholy, or is she faking it to fool someone?
  • Is there someone she is thinking about?
  • Where could she go next for here?

The list is indicative, and you can use your imagination to paint a more vivid character sketch.

If you are telling a story, you can add one or more characters to bring depth.

Featured on Asian Times Now

poetrtbymich 💛💥💫 Featured on Asian Times Now, Asia’s biggest news agency

Below is an excerpt of the feature story, to read full feature story click this link https://asiantimesnow.com/michelle-ayon-navajas-bestselling-author-i-will-love-you-forever-too/

Michelle says “As for me I’d rather wait for the perfect time for things to happen and unfold on their own. We can always achieve greater things if we work hard and if we never give up. So, there is nothing that I would give up to become a better writer because everything that I have and everybody around me is what makes me a better writer.”

Just A Kiss


i’d love to kiss you
on a dark starry night
it would be perfectly romantic

but i guess they were right
that you just need one kiss
anytime, anywhere

one moment, one kiss
to truly know you are love
that you are in love

ours happened one afternoon
unromantic no stars
unpoetic no moon

but love happened
no stars no moon
just a kiss

for Eugi’s https://amanpan.com/eugis-causerie-caress-february-1-2022/

Those Days

Those Days

“and when this is all over, i hope to hold your hand, kiss you around and see you smile”

i long for the days when friends are source
of love and inspiration and all sorts of measures
those times when people  are out of the street
unmindful of what’s happening and what’s scares a bit

i long for the days when friends witness each other’s smiles
the smiles and laughters we have forgotten for a while
those moments when we truly see how delightful people can be
is now sadly hidden behind a fashionable mask to see

i long for the days when hugs don’t freak anyone around
when kisses are manifestation of undying love to hold
those gestures that made us more human
those love language  we surely miss a lot this time

For Sadje https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2022/01/31/what-do-you-see-119-january-31st-2022/

So No One Told Me

So No One Told Me

so no one told me it would feel this way
unexplainable in so many beautiful ways
my mind is trying to make sense how this is
my heart is celebrating “it’s wonderful” it says

so no one told me it’s magical beyond magic
unknowable, impossible even through logic
my senses are feasting over delightful sight
of you beside me as i see the first ray of sunlight

so no one told me how it would feel this way
just you beside me is breathtaking i swear i say
i could trade anything in the world for you
to be where you are anywhere my boo

so no one told me it would feel this way
but thanks to you i knew it now anyway

The words to lead your piece for this week are

• unknowable

• unexplainable

Then Came Along You

Then Came Along You

my memory has become hazy
remembering what was crazy

my heart has become indifferent
loving like a true blooded poet

my soul has become cold
feeling the warmth so odd

my eyes has become bleak and blurry
looking for the future in a dark starry sky

my body has become weak and weary
fighting the urge to keep my bravery

then came along you

Written for:

Sadje’s WDYS https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2022/01/24/what-do-you-see-118-january-24-2022/

Eugi’s https://amanpan.com/eugis-weekly-prompt-hazy-january-25-2022/

You can still vote for my poem “Holding Hands” as Publication of the year at spillwords kindly click this link https://spillwords.com/vote/ and to all those who have voted, thank you very much

Vote for “Holding Hands”

My poem “Holding Hands” is nominated as Publication of the Year -poetic at Spillwords

Thank you to Dagnara and the rest of the Spillwords Team for this recognition. I am honored to have been nominated.

Kindly Click the link to vote:

VOTING will be officially held from January 26th – January 30th on our voting page: https://spillwords.com/vote/

Gone Too Soon

Gone Too Soon

it wasn’t planned, i know. but it doesn’t mean i didn’t want to

and that’s the thing, do we really need to want something to have it?

aren’t we suppose to love it and want it all at the same time when it’s there?

 already there.

and that’s again the thing. before you knew it’s there. it’s gone.

taken away. so suddenly. not a slight chance of survival was given.

gone. too soon.

and i didn’t know it could hurt this much.

until that last drop of hope is lost. last chance of opportunity is missed.

how soon is too soon? how fast is so fast? and how sudden is so sudden?

oh, God here i am trying to figure out, where have i gone wrong?

how did i not know? how did i not suspect? how did i not realize?

may i borrow Taylor Swift’s line and say

“come on baby come with me, we’re gonna fly away from here” to whom i will sing this now?

how am i gonna remember you anyway? how do you want me to call you my angel?

with tears in my eyes and blood oozing down my body, i write this.

to remember you. and be reminded of you.

that on this day, you came. that on this day too, you were taken away.

i wish i could have been spared a little more time with you.

 ‘cos i sure would love to hold you close to my heart.

and if by then chance you will be taken away, at least,

at least maybe i have a clear remembrance of you.

and maybe, just maybe it won’t hurt this much. it won’t hurt so bad.

with a heavy heart, i wonder. how soon is too soon?

how fast is so fast? and how sudden is so sudden? so this one’s a lullaby for you

that on this day, you came. that on this day too, you were taken away.

“Iconoclasm is breaking of established rules or destruction of accepted beliefs”

I want to talk about a highly sensitive issue most people don’t openly discuss – losing a baby during pregnancy.
Although losing a baby in pregnancy through miscarriage or stillbirth is common, it is still a taboo subject worldwide, linked to stigma and shame.
Mainly because 85% of miscarriages happen during the first trimester, mostly before mothers even announce their pregnancies to friends and relatives or the public.

Many women still do not receive appropriate and respectful care when their baby dies during pregnancy or childbirth. Women who lose their babies are made to feel that should stay silent about their grief, either because miscarriage and stillbirth are still so common, or because they are perceived to be unavoidable. Anyone would just dismiss the topic whenever discussed and say “it’s normal”. Of course, it’s not okay.

Miscarriage and baby loss is a topic so rarely spoken about, which seems such an incredible loss in itself, given that it’s how one in every four pregnancies ends. It seems entirely bizarre and wrong, that something so common could become such a taboo subject. And I’d like to break that taboo. If you had lost a baby by miscarriage, know that you are not alone. You can talk to any of your trusted friends or relatives. Talking about it will heal you. You and your partner can also go through healing together. It’s not easy but when you have someone who listens willingly to your story, it will make the healing process go on smoothly.

You can share your story via the comment section or email me. I am not an expert but, I am willing to listen to your story.

For Reena’s https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2022/01/20/reenas-xploration-challenge-214/