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  1. Mam A

    Mam A DI Member

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    Overdue Mangrove Visit

    Whence, the balding mountains of Negros
    Nude, gashed, ruptured but not barren
    Should get parched, extremely thirsty
    Through the brownish meanders of aged
    Untiring rivers still flow homing to the sea.

    Still thousands of these motored vehicles
    Leave black soot like mobile dirty kitchens
    Still, the heads turn to see these patchworks
    Of paling green, sickly brown; beautifully anemic
    Mountainsides looking like Christian Dior skirts?

    Whence, the bridges shall break
    To the pressures of brown liquids
    In their sporadic overflows, beating
    Man's awareness and self-control,
    Causing the innocent spontaneity
    In temperaments and cycles;

    Whence, the restless mangrove must visit
    These plastic looking heights
    Just via the rivers and outskirts
    Of Palinpinon's hot springs, to evade
    Angering their already bubbly gurgles
    Giving out the hottest spits;

    Thence, the restless mangrove shall see
    To the balding mountain's cures.

    The beauty of this poem is in the be-reader. Thanks for letting the words become.:smile:

    SEOUL BILLS [Billboards and Bills, an impression poem]

    Their main armors are colors
    Hues carrying deep intentions,
    At first glance, they dance.
    Then the colors resist
    Leaving the eyes; they travel
    Inward to synapses, relaying
    Messages of confusing pleasure.

    The plague is a beating embryo.

    Now, the colors dance outside
    Now inside, then all together
    The synapses, endings sparkling,
    They, too, dance. Ride on,
    If one desires preoccupation
    Stealing away the occupation,
    Time is paid for,
    Gold or silver,
    Whichever.

    Meanwhile, the boards glow
    Like bioluminescent organisms.
    In the morning bus rush
    The young minds, they clash
    From last night's concentrations
    Black and white definitions
    Promptly displaced by the glow
    Dancing, sensuous, intentional,
    [The traffic flow, I don't know...]

    Unstoppable, that's about all.

    Thanks for the opport.:p
     
  2. Panday Pera

    Panday Pera DI Forum Adept

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    I don’t like sappy poems
    Loaded with big words and idioms
    I prefer the folksy ones
    Tailor made for everyone

    But that’s just me I’m really folksy
    Grew up with nothing fancy
    Simple words I treasure
    Simple life a pleasure

    I have poems about potatoes
    Bananas even tomatoes
    I can make one about Shakespeare
    But who would care, he’s dead my dear

    I love sappy poems
    Full of words that makes you wonder
    Shall I smile or be weary
    Or shall I get a dictionary
     
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    dumaguetenia DI Forum Adept

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    love me or not

    Love Me or Not

    Love me or not, love her I must or die ;
    Leave me or not , follow her needs must I.
    O that her grace would my wished comforts give.
    How rich in her, how happy should I live !

    All my desire , all my delight should be,
    Her to injoy , her to unite to me:
    Envy should cease, her would I love alone:
    Who loves by looks, is seldom true to one.

    Could I enchant, and that it lawful were,
    Her would I charm softly that none should hear.
    But love enforced rarely yields firm content;
    So would I love that neither should repent.

    By: Thomas Campion
     
  4. Mam A

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    Grandpa's Song

    The box was now lowered into the pit
    And I thought the song with him was dead
    I told myself, to remember it, was no need
    What had been sung was past and said.
    This grandpa told me before like a creed.
    "Do not ever be sad." Grandpa said.

    To my grief the sad lyrics came back
    Onto my face, on others' no lack
    Of details grandpa failed to crack
    Like the red/green covered books
    Now sitting untouched in the stack.
    :(
    ....................

    Budolbudol

    Bantay sa budolbudol
    Atake sa mga butol
    Maayong moestorya
    Apan baya klaroha
    Paglingi pa nimo sa wala
    Nahanaw na imong kuarta.:D

    ..............................
    Either way, life is sound!
    Glad the world is round.
    Someone out there is sleeping
    For some much needed healing
    While others are making
    Several rounds of shopping
    [Did warn you I can be boring!]:D
    Here I am facing the forum
    I think this poem is going colorum.:D
     
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    john boy DI Forum Luminary Highly Rated Poster

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    love it love it

    Duma..Mam A....Panday Pera.... lets go for the biggest number of hits on this forum, regards JB :smile:
     
  6. grandpainak

    grandpainak DI Forum Patron Showcase Reviewer

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    Here is a different one for ya

    No Purple Heart

    I have heard the high pitch scream,
    of tracers in flight.

    I have screamed for the Medic,
    and rode the Medevac flight.

    As a youngster I sucked it in,
    must act like a man.

    Now, I cry like a baby,
    just a sobbing old man.

    Some nights I sleep alone,
    for fear of hurting my wife.

    I ran from that war,
    most all my life.

    Some nights I don’t sleep,
    because of the Nam.

    Many nights I still fight,
    the bam-bo boggy man.

    I have no purple heart,
    but yet I still bleed.

    Because in my sleep,
    I still fight over seas.

    04:55 03/15/09
    Sgt. James Bridges
     
  7. Panday Pera

    Panday Pera DI Forum Adept

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    If I can reach down in your soul
    And pluck the part that torture you
    Would you let me?
    Would you lie still for me?

    Forget the Purple Heart
    You have your brilliant life
    Ten fingers and ten toes
    Two eyes and ears to go

    So cast out the Demons my friend
    You have won in the end
    Would you trade a beating heart
    For a million Purple Hearts?
     
  8. dumaguetenia

    dumaguetenia DI Forum Adept

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    nice!


    that's nice panday pera !
     
  9. dumaguetenia

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    grandpainak.., you have some more ? take care
     
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    In dying we live
    When our life we give
    So have no fear
    Every strand is counted of your hair
    This life is just a short passing of time
    Eternal spiritual life is thine
    So believe The Word
    and in Him trust
    Ashes to Ashes Dust to Dust
     
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