As the world awaits the coming year May Love, real love Compassion Generosity Empathy Unity Peace, Justice Goodness echo our heart's yearnings And bells ring not only to usher in a materially blessed year but more for spiritual graces and blessings We pray Lord grant us each an openness and space for the poor in our midst a ready hand to lend to anyone in need May each heart O LORD, Creator of all respond to Your Call of oneness with those suffering from sickness, poverty, and other ills; with those differing from us in faith, politics, race, color, creed and other divisive walls as well as a rejection of all that displeases You O Most Loving Merciful GOD All these in Jesus' Name we pray. AMEN
As a year-ender for the Poetry category of my blog, I just want to put here my envisioned cover for my dream book of poems. I’ve designed my cover using Canva, and why am I doing this?
Just so I have something concrete to focus on. Something to motivate me to act on this dream of mine of compiling some of my best poems and verses into a book — those that have earned praises and comments from my readers on another site, Writing.com, where I go by my username Summerblossom. And some verses dear to my heart.
My dream book of poems will also serve as an impetus for me to compose new poems or verses, focusing on life, love, and faith…
Looking back, I was glad that my best friend in college gifted me with a personalized blank book especially meant for my poems back then. So I immediately wrote down my earliest verses from when I was 13 — the good, the angsty, and the not so good (aka immature) — on that little blue book with its title, On Dreams and Realities.
With that, I wish everyone a better year to come…May 2019 be as awesome, if not more than the year that is about to fade. May all your fondest dreams turn to realities. HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Sleep beckoning my mind
a verse concocted as lightning
in the darkening skies
deeper into slumber
into deep space kept drifting my mind
until the first poetic refrain from thoughts to pen
Wish poetry me would find
like wine waiting to be poured
Wish summon Bacchus I could
Or the Muses as easily as a sigh
Here I am astare
at the blank sheet of the page…
Earth’s fiery cone
A super blue blood moon ~~
Nature’s perfect collision
Mayon’s fiery perfect cone
January’s Super Blue Blood Moon ~~
Beauty and Beast
I wrote these two haiku – in tribute to two of the world’s most awesome natural phenomena in recent times, magnificently caught in one stunning shot! Writing these in February, I also shared them on NaHaiWriMo’s community page on Facebook.
My February collection of haiku is composed of my responses to some of the prompts in last month’s NaHaiWriMo (National Haiku Writing Month). More on this below. Meanwhile, please enjoy my feeble attempt in this fascinating poetic form.
Day 1: biting into a taco
biting into a taco
hot and red with chili ~~
the waning moon bids adieu
Day 2: railroad ties
wooden railroad ties
old, beat and creaking ~~
peals of children’s laughter
Day 3: Greek coffee
in the kitchen lay waiting
warm pot of Greek coffee brew ~~
lips locked in a kiss
flowing from cup to cup
mid-morning Greek coffee brew~~
ears plugged to jazzy notes
cup to cup
Greek coffee brew ~~
scent of burnt haystack