Fly High ( A Waltz Wave)

Fly High ( A Waltz Wave)

I’ll
Caress
Your
Weary
Heart and soul
With my
Love
So true,
Undying
Forever too
I will be
Your wings
To
Fly high
Upon the sky
Reaching
Your
Dreams my
Dear

For Sadje’s WDYS https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2021/09/06/what-do-you-see-98/

This is Waltz Wave form developed by Leo Waltz. It is a syllabic form with a title and 19 lines. The subject should be calming. The syllabic pattern is: 1/2/1/2/3/2/1/2/3/4/3/2/1/2/3/2/1/2/1. Words may be split to fit the pattern. There is no rhyme. Thanks to Val https://murisopsis.wordpress.com/2021/09/03/looking-calm/

Oops, You Did It Again!

shock, oh my senses when i heard the news

kindly tell me how did it happen

you bet on our house over your addiction, yes?

under what circumstances should you think i forgive you then?

really, dear, you have the audacity to do it

you are unbelievable, yet there you are promising again

  1. For Sadje’s WDY https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2021/08/30/what-do-you-see-97-august-30-2021/
  2. For Val’s Harrisham Rhyme on forgiveness https://murisopsis.wordpress.com/2021/07/30/looking-for-an-august-scavenger-hunt/

The elements of the Harrisham Rhyme are:

  1. a hexastich, a poem in six lines.
  2. written with meter or syllable count at the discretion of the poet.
  3. rhymed, ababab.
  4. written with sort of chain at the beginning of each line. The last letter of the first word of each line is the first letter of the first word of the next line. The first word of the poem may begin with any letter.

Reality Bites

in a gathering of friends and more
we hear them talk, of their promotions of sort
a new car on the way, a new house to stay
a planned holiday, a great time off

in a gathering of friends and more
no one will talk of an annoying neighbor
or a nosy mother in law, just no one
or an abusive partner, just no one

in a gathering of friends and more
we saw them give their best smiles
parade their most expensive clothes
show off a new designer bag
or a sparkling diamond ring

in a gathering of friends and more
we hear the best, we see the good
until it’s over, the gathering
of friends and more

then reality bites,
they took off their masks
faces the mirror, they see a reflection
a reflection of what’s not to be

fo Sadjie’s WDYS https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2021/08/23/what-do-you-see-96-august-23-2021/

What If

(I see a woman, wondering and pondering of “what if’s”  and “what might have been’s”.)

What If

what if we didn’t meet?
what if it didn’t happen?
what if our hearts did not collide?
what if our bodies did not unite?

’twas like a movie, in full production
i was the star, and you; just being you, in anticipation
you said your “hello,” i think i said “hi” in return
i felt butterflies in my stomach
i’m sure you felt them too, i bet you did,
don’t you contradict
that’s how we first met, but
what if we didn’t meet at all
that afternoon?

we were inseparable, totally connected
adjustment wasn’t needed, it was just a word
we had endless conversations and pointless arguments by the alley, on the bench,
in the street, and even in the silence
of the church where everybody’s head was bowed for meditation
that’s how we bonded, but
what if it didn’t happen,
that afternoon?

your “i love you’s” were in many different forms
sometimes it camouflaged as the meatiest, savory Filipino version of the famous spaghetti
at times, it was in the simplest form of a rock hard candy, fresh from your pocket
sealed with a kiss, or the sweetest, 
most romantic verse written
that’s how we fell in love, but
what if our hearts did not collide,
that afternoon?

remember that beautiful late afternoon?
framed by the doorway, against the dazzling sunset, you held my hand for the first time,
then, we kissed our first kiss, ’twas magic,
’twas love, ’twas pure bliss,
your kiss felt like heaven on earth
your lips on mine felt like forever
that’s how we became one, but
what if our bodies did not unite,
that afternoon?

what if we didn’t meet?
what if it didn’t happen?
what if our hearts did not collide?
what if our bodies did not unite?

will there still be, a promise of forever?

will i ever be with you in the twilight of my life
where i could lovingly lay my head on your shoulder, from dusk ’till dawn?

For Sadje’s WDYS

https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2021/07/12/what-do-you-see-90-july-12-2021/

Dark Clouds #whatdoyousee

 

with a heart so heavy,

miserable, unhappy

weighed down with grief and sadness

and with a smile so bleak

full of sorrow

gloomy and somber

from a faraway distance

here is wishing you that we are both 

looking at the same dark clouds

in a brighter way

from a different perspective

and different point of view

because even the darkest of clouds

could clear at any minute

and reveal a hundred colored

weightless magically maneuvered

paper bag clouds, drifting under the sun

dancing through the wind

taking flight,

rising above life 

 

with a heart, so heavy here is wishing you that we are both

looking at the same dark clouds

tonight

 

hot air ballon

for Sadje’s

https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2020/08/31/what-do-you-see-44-24-august-2020/

Love Dance #whatdoyousee

how do you tell time,

in seconds, in minutes, in hours?

for when you move, it is of no essence

you can speed up and slow down

and in between, time stops

my breathing stops

I watch you in awe, in admiration

time stops.

 

I fall in love.

 

how do you move through space,

in specific lines, and specific space?

I can barely follow-through

as your body motions in perfection

I watch you in awe, in admiration

time stops.

 

I fall in love.

 

how do you exhibit force

in smooth and sharp movements

for you are strong even in

lightweight steps 

you tiptoed still, in precision

I watch you in awe, in admiration

time stops.

 

I fall in love.

with you.

over and over

in time, in space, and in full force

I love you

as I love you move your body

in harmony

with time, with space and with force.

 

For Sadje’s What Do You See?

dance

 

https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2020/08/24/what-do-you-see-45-31-august-2020/

Love Letter (A rewrite)

 

 

“Never did I ever receive a love letter in a scented paper in a heart-shaped
envelope from you, but ours could top the greatest love story ever

 

your handwriting may not at all be easy to read
but you write with great measures and  surprises instead
always, almost a perfect Hallmark Valentine’s card
not copy-pasted all original; sweet and endearing indeed

 

a forgotten expression,
a forgotten love?

 

you spent hours thinking,  and writing over again just to say
that your first kiss was so blissful it makes you fall  and stay
that the thought of it makes your legs felt like jelly at stray
such as love’s effect on you, so true but cliche

 

a forgotten expression,
a forgotten love?

 

oh, how time flies by so fast,  your pens and papers are no longer at stake
no drafts, no rewrites, no humiliations for heaven’s sake
for now, you can click on and just press send or take
whatever is forwarded by a friend, “just a piece of cake”

 

a forgotten expression,
a forgotten love?

 

gone are the days of scented papers and colored pens
sent through the backdoors or through one of your friends
‘Twas silly but fun; with all those letters in heart-shaped envelopes
for your beloved, from you  an expression of love from a distance

 

a forgotten expression;
but not a forgotten love

 

P. S.

A rewrite for Sadje’s Monday Photo Prompt

 

sadje

https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2020/08/17/what-do-you-see-43-17-august-2020/

 

Thank you, dear readers, for the 5 stars😍😍😍

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https://www.kobo.com/ww/en/ebook/after-rain-skies

A few words from my readers.

Home Soon

it was though just yesterday
when I used to hold your tiny hands
as we walked  down the stairs
oh, how you confidently
let go, while others cried in despair
for not wanting to

as days became weeks
and weeks became months
I barely noticed how years flew by
‘cos every moment with you
is a loving moment
of memories to keep
of how our world used to be
until the last days of my life

I never leave you behind
never alone
for you, I will adjust my world
reorganize my life
and dream the dreams
you dream

but my child,
our world has changed
and I have to leave you alone
my heart bleeds
and I am lost
lost of words

remember your dream is my dream
and your hope is my hope
for that, I will be home
soon…

 

 

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( For the visually challenged reader, the image shows an old bearded man standing on a stone staircase that is leading to a tower. In the background you can see mountains enshrouded in clouds)

https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2020/07/13/what-do-you-see-38-13-july-2020/

My Dear Summer, Rain and Goodbye #whatdoyousee

Oh, my dear summer
and rain
and goodbye
why did you conspire
to break my heart
altogether at once
why do I have to remember
you both, as
the happiest
and the saddest
memory
like a photograph
capturing
every smile
not knowing
the loneliness
behind
the gloomy feeling
after each radiant
and charming smile
my dearest summer, rain
and goodbye please cease
to connive and stop breaking my heart
altogether, at once

 

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(For a visually challenged reader, the image shows a camera capturing the image of a woman in color, while the rest of the image is in black and white. There are lots of tools on the wall behind the camera)

https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2020/06/29/what-do-you-see-36-29-june-2020/