Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Saturday, September 24, 2011

F.A.C.E.B.O.O.K. F.A.N.A.T.I.C.S.




F.A.C.E.B.O.O.K. F.A.N.A.T.I.C.S.

Frequent me with some like
Add me some excellent post,
Catch me online tonight
Even during my morning toast.

Brighten my day
One liner or two,
Oh excellent way
Kindness will do.

Fher is the name
Arriving online,
Nemesis on game
Allied in time;
Think before we click
Instant comment and blog,
Chatting or browsing, my
Signal so weak…



Friday, July 1, 2011

Poe-a-Tree Blog Event

   I was a bit curious when I open Mari Sterling Wilbur's blog Poe a-tree Blog Event (link: Photography Tips)...it was the word POE actually that struck me. Here in the Philippines when you hear Poe, He is our Movie's Action King Fernando Poe, Jr. and from where I get my name according to my mom. Anyways, I was also thinking of Edgar Allan Poe. As I read the blog, I've learned it was about a blog event sponsored by Roy Durham.  Okey I'll just copy paste what was written by Mari, as follows 
   "Here's the idea behind the Poe-a-tree Blog: Each blogger will post a verse to the poem topic and the links to the other participating blogs. Sounds like fun.
   Per Roy, the theme of the poem is: “I am standing on a beach looking out to the horizon, what are my thoughts”. “What do I see, what do I feel, what is calling to me.” These are the questions to ask yourself and then write a verse. As many lines as you feel like."
   
   I'm in the middle of a project and contemplating on designs to put in a Mural...yet the invitation was so tempting that I thought I'll give it a spontaneous try. I wish I'm not busy so I can add my own art work as well...on second thought I have this strange feeling that I myself was on a horizon. Staring on a bleak...uncertain future. So here goes...

The Distant Horizon

Swirling but gentle tides kissing my toes,
my vision fixated in a not so distant horizons.
and then I was ask by my senses, it goes,
and urgent thought begging decisions.

I wept for a future that is yet to be seen
Once that I wonder why chilled at this breeze?
The Past and the future caught us between,
I thought I would traverse life in gentle ease.

Then as the tide grew even more harsher;
and the horizon threaten to grow even darker.
I started to succumb from thoughts that was once there.
Yet the cloud stirred and a silver lining shine through yonder.

"Fear not my son" I heard, "I have led you this far to doubt my ways...
I have made you a mansion, so count your days.
Have you seen that horizon, how distant so it seems,
I shall be with thee even as far as you see, I can redeem."

So I open my arms across the horizon...and let the shuddering wind hug me...
I have already seen God my father waiting there for me. 







Here are the links of participating Poe-a-Tree Blog Events: