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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A few words from my readers.

Balance- free verse

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When you are complete

and feel you have that perfect

sense of harmony

no amount of distraction

nor a mighty burden

will ever topple you down

from standing on your toes

perfectly balanced

P.S.

In response to V.J.’s weekly challenge.  We were asked to look back and check on our last week’s post and look for a word or phrase that is/are essential and have been repeating themselves.

To join in the fun hop into her site.

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Kaliedoscope

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(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 kaleidoscope 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.

 

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 made of flour, eggs, yeast,
sugar, and salt.

In response to Friday Foto Fun – Unusual

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 other’s 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.

 

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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

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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 .

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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/