Quote for the soul
“Every great dream begins with a dreamer. Always remember, you have within you strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars to change the world.” —Harriet Tubman
Category Archives: Poetry
Another call for Prayer
Another call for Prayer
This is a video I made this morning. I will appreciate it if you join in prayer for all those afflicted with Cancer or any other illness. Thanks for your cooperation and expressions of love and friendship in the past.
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Closer To The Heavens
Four souls are ushered to the heavens
a new shepard guides their journey;
the creator called blue origin is apropos
as they get closer to the heavens
a lifelong dream becomes true
only a 10-minute flight in reality
and a memory that will last centuries.
Amulets are carried for good luck
a piece of canvas from the Wright Flyer, and
a bronze medallion that was made from the first hot air balloon flight in 1783.
A historic day, a successful experiement
a blissful crew.
And the rest of us watch in awe,
hopeful that we also
can get closer to the heavens.
In the meantime,
let’s take care of our precious planet now
let’s be considerate and loving to each other.
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Quote 4 today
“Life laughs at you when you are unhappy; Life smiles at you when you are happy;
but life salutes you when you are making others happy.” -Charlie Chaplin
SURVEY: I would love to hear from you. It would maKe me very happy.
What makes you happy?
How do you make others happy?
Purple pansies pop-up in the early morning,
welcoming me to stay and watch mindfully.
I thank the universe for their exquisite beauty.
Sometimes they sing silent psalms
and I am reminded of my mom, how she would talk to her plants;
she believed they had a heart and listened.
Now I am the one who listens
with the hope that they will tell me
the miracle will be soon.
What makes you happy? You will make me very happy if you submit a comment or response. Have a beautiful day!
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Back Again!
It has been a while since my last post. Family illness and life consumed most of my time. I hope to get back into the rhythm of writing poems and painting which are the two things I love the most. I did keep a journal where I jotted my deep thoughts, some short poems, and quips and quotes I come across. Today I want to share a poem I wrote recently.
When Sadness Stares You in the Face
Sadness crept up behind me
as I looked into the mirror
It stared me in the face
I could feel its heartache
as if it were mine.
It told me sorrow never stands alone
It pierces the soul
It wails and deafens
But that fact does not make it proud.
I stared at it for a while
and then I decided to ignore it
I wished away its dysphoria, and the despondence
I challenged the bleakness
and it finally disappeared
Only my reflection remained
and the sun’s evening rays beamed through
I knew then that hope was on its way.
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Asking you for prayers
I was a little hesitant
to open up my heart
and ask you for your prayers
but a great love of my life
brings me to this plea
because a prayer to me
is a force unlike any other
almost as powerful as poetry
I believe God will be listening
as I have asked you unpretentiously
to join me in prayer for the healing
of a person so dear to me.
I will be forever grateful
to you all
and to the Lord above.
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listen to the river
“The river has great wisdom and whispers its secrets to the hearts of men.”
– Mark Twain
How important is it,
if I had a song?
My very own song,
A song to praise Mother Earth!
Would I be dancing on my own,
without a care in the world?
Listen to what
the magical tune of the river tells us
The message is hopeful
in this time of so much confusion.
You may still hear some craziness.
You may still feel like you are in the dark.
Yet, if you are still, and listen carefully
the magical tune of the river will whisper
And Peace will be your song.
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I wonder
“Ring out the thousand years of old. Ring in the thousand years of peace.” -Alfredo Lord Tennyson
I should have sketched their faces
when nothing else but a perfect conformity existed
I should have written down somewhere
the wisdom of their words
I should have listened more intently and mindfully
to their humorous quips
I wonder what else I may have missed
I never asked how they met
I wonder about their childhood dreams
Were they fulfilled or deferred?
I should have memorized
the contours of their faces
and the soft lines
that defined their hard work.
I wonder if they feared
leaving me behind to wonder.
I wonder.
I wonder.
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Haiku #272
A potpourri of poem titles
Here is a potpourri of the titles of my favorite poems. CHALLENGE: Post the first few lines in the comments. I look forward to seeing how many are familiar to all of you.
Nothing gold can stay
Still I rise
Life is fine
Winter to Spring
God’s World
Do not go gentle into that good night
because i could not stop for death
My heart leaps up
Alone
On Children
Mother to Son
I carry your heart with me
If
The second coming
If you forget me
Oh Captain, My Captain
I wandered lonely as a cloud
I’m nobody
There are so many others but the list would be endless. I thank my wonderful teachers that introduced to poetry. My father loved poetry and taught to read poetry aloud in order to make sense of the poems I could not really understand. I hope these titles inspire you to read aloud. Remember poetry is life and life is poetry.
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A poet is a little god
I was thinking about a poet I love who definitely filled this description. Happy Poetry Month!
Someone once told me
a poet is a little god
inside your heart
who listens
when your heart sings
and knows more things
about you
than you know
about yourself.
A poet is a little god
who helps you to feel deeply
emotions you never felt before.
A poet is a little god
who brings you inspiration
and the perfect combination
of words and rhyme
to a love poem
for the person you adore.
A poet is a little god
who spreads so much love
and makes
what you thought
was impossible – happen
with a little help from the heavens above.
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When you know you are a poet – Maybe?
“To a Poet nothing can be useless.” – Samuel Johnson
You know you are a poet
when words wiggle their way into your heart;
You know you are a poet
when you celebrate yourself and sing yourself;
You know you are a poet
when you remember the many lives
you have walked through;
You know you are a poet
when simple things become complex and miraculous;
You know you are a poet
you hear the heart beats of another poet;
You know you are a poet
when time is timeless
and every season
is a poem in the making.
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When Poetry Lives in your heart
When poetry lives in your heart
there is so much love to impart
the imagination grows
like cherry blossoms in the spring
but your muse will never know
how divine His work of art
and how many souls began to sing.
One line will not fall apart
and forever will be remembered
Life is poetry; and poetry is life, my friend!
The rhymes, metaphors and meter
will stay with us until the end.
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ode to beverly Cleary
Childhood memories abound
and then I look around
to picture my old neighborhood now so far away
I ask the visions of then to stay
Nostalgia remembers all the faces
and all the wonderful places
we would walk to without fear
because everyone knew your name
But Beverly now things have changed so much
we can no longer hand shake or even touch
Now many eyes are always filled with tears
and We the kids that loved your books
ask if anything will ever be the same
I once thought I would meet Ramona
because she was so real to me
The girl everyone said was a pest
but for me she was the best.
Beverly, you’ve given us all so much joy;
for me, your books were better than a toy.
I passed down Dear. Mr. Henshaw
to so many of the kids I knew
some of your stories still ring true.
So today I get to write about a writer
I have loved so dear
throughout so many years
And soon my grandchildren
will get to know you too.
Rest in Peace!
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