All or nothing, if I can’t have all of you
Then I’ll have nothing at all
We met, we kissed and made promises
We were on top of the world
No one could reach us
Like being with the stars
Or the seventh heaven
On top of the highest mountain
Ah, that was heaven!
But then out of the blue
You were gone and left me alone
I didn’t want to carry on
Like there was no air to breathe
No sunshine, no breeze, nothing
It went on like that until I realised
I’ve got to live, I’ve got to move on
Slowly, with the help of time, I’m me again
I’m strong, I could do it and you don’t deserve me
For: The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS May 20/17
#SoCS May 13/17- “language”
smiling of eyes
sincere and pure emotion
the eyes never lie
when someone smiled at me
it pierced through bad things of life
all was well again
a ray of sunshine
a smile is so contagious
you pass it on
the presence of heart
sharing a smile is a gift
it lights up the world
For: The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS May 13/17
I love our 3-door apartment. I think we moved there when I was three and stayed until I left for Europe. Our cousins lived in the first door and we’re in the third. The back yard connected us all, so we went back and forth through it. That was also where we did our laundry and hanged our clothes. There were 4 cousins and 4 of us siblings who were always together. Playing, talking and listening to music. Arguing, fighting and being friends again.
That was also the time when we used to have phone friends. In those days, there was only one phone between 2 families. That was tough! We took turns and somehow a system and a schedule was followed.
We started having parties. Any excuse for a party, we would have one. We used one house for food, drinks and entertaining. We removed all the furniture in the second house – that’s our disco house! We set up some strobe lights, disco lights and loud music and we partied all evening.
We lived in a busy street. It wasn’t the main road for cars and jeepneys but we could hear them all. From sweltering morning – traffic was starting to build up in Dapitan. The noise of cars, taxis, motorcycles, vans and jeepneys beeping and honking, children going to school and adults to work, street vendors selling taho (soya), barbeque or peanuts. That was a normal hectic day in Dapitan. I always have fond memories of it.
For: The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Apr. 29/17
Is it the end of life as we know it?
When perversity wins and we accept?
When equality loses and we bow?
And the king of the throne is such a twit?
The response was somewhat a tat for tit
Make the most of it or see how it goes
Frustrating perhaps but give it a chance
We’re all in it together, so don’t quit
We let it happen, we have to admit
Let’s not lose hope, we have to keep trying
There’s always light at the end of tunnel
In the end, it’s all for our benefit
Give me the key to your heart
I can crawl to you but don’t thwart
So I can crack the code and open it
Until every bit of the starlit and sunlit
Before I collapse from splintered life
Until we meet again in our afterlife
Escaping reality and flying like a bird
Turning to a clay, that must be awkward
In the open space where I can breathe
But not like the grey ocean that seethe
And step on the shoes that were just right
I know whatever I do, eventually will be alright
Feeling the love within and through my bones
Each step I take is a positive milestone
Creating the tapestry or quilt of my life
The crows eat the grain, that’s wildlife
Hand down from one generation to another
And if we share the love, that’s even greater
For: #SoCS Apr. 8/17, April PAD Challenge: Day 7
Any one joining the A-Z blogging challenge? I am! It starts today and I’m blogging about the poetry form, Alouette. Good luck everyone! Anyway, it’s a fun challenge and I’m actually looking forward to finishing the challenge. I’ll allocate time to write something every day.
I’ve just had an apple for my pre-breakfast. Him Indoors is still buying some bread and other groceries for our breakfast. Nothing beats fresh bread in the morning with a nice cup of coffee. Later on, we might cycle around, as the weather will be awesome this weekend.
We’ll also plant some flowers in the garden today – Achillea, African Lily, African Violet, Agapanthus, Allium, Amaryllis and Azalea. The garden will be amazing!
Got to go, my dear friends. Enjoy your weekend!
For: The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Apr. 1/17
The photo made me remember my Dad’s mother, “Inang” which is a Tagalog word for mother (could also be a dialect from their province, Bulacan). My Dad’s father, “Amang” died during the Japanese occupation and left a young wife and two children, my father who was 5 and my Aunt, who was three. Inang managed that by sewing clothes for people, she first worked in a clothes factory and then did it privately. Inang worked days and nights so they could survived. I remembered Inang and her old sewing machine. She sewed our school uniforms. Bless her soul.
For: The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Feb. 11/17
I waited for you all evening and you didn’t come. I wore a nice red gown, I thought you would like it. I put my hair up like what you preferred. We were supposed to celebrate the first day we met, like it was just yesterday. But the candle has burned out and you were still nowhere near me. Where were you, my beloved?
Meanwhile, the sound of the siren from the ambulance was loud and the paramedics were taking a man to the emergency room. He was hit by a car as he hurriedly crossed the street. “I’ve got to be there, she’s waiting for me,” he whispered before he lost consciousness again.
Copyright Jean L. Hays
He arrived 10 minutes earlier, excited and worried at the same time. Mark said he might like her, his colleague from Purchasing. He said he’d have a go. And why not? It has been three years since the divorce and he thinks he’s ready to date again. He was having his cappuccino when she arrived. She’s beautiful, with brown wavy hair and a simple black dress. They greeted each other and she ordered her Latte. Their small talk went well. He likes the way she talks with a slight American accent, she likes his gentle manners. They agreed to meet again.
For: The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Feb. 4/17