Blog 461:
A woman looks out the window
She
stares at something
Nothing
in particular I could see
Not
from where I sat in curious vigil
Yet
she gazes at a distance
As
if she anticipates an event … a sight …
Perhaps
she waits for a movement …
Maybe
she hopes for a sign of kind
I
get agitated just looking … watching …
Nonetheless,
there she stands patiently spotting
Offering
nothing more, but a serious gape
Suddenly
a shadowy figure appears
I
vaguely could make sense of it
Except
she gets filled with excitement
At
the sight of the one beloved soul mate
Whose
gait and walk even from afar
Truly
is familiar and in memory rooted within
In
her every vein and pulse!
Blog 460:
Remember the good
Learn from the bad
The
dead is dead
It
doesn’t want us to mourn
It
doesn’t hear our moaning
It
doesn’t feel our loss
It
doesn’t care about rationalizing anything
Remember the good
Learn from the bad
The
dead is dead
Nothing
will make right a committed wrong
Nothing
will cheer it up
Nothing
will make up for lost nurturing
Nothing
will bring it back to life
There’s
only cherishing …
A
remembering of all the good one’s life lived!
There’s
only learning …
An
acting to never repeat wrongs a life once lived!
Blog 459:
The
dead lay still six feet underground
In
time, their bodies decompose
From
routine rain downpour
And
busy work of devouring soil
I
don’t understand much about humans’ fuss
Time
and again a squabble over coffins arise
Debating,
choosing, and finally deciding on one
As
if identifying the strongest of them all
Would
preserve all along a dead body
The
dead lay still six feet underground
In
time, their bodies decompose
From
routine rain downpour
And
busy work of actively devouring soil
When
I die, there’d be no fuss
There’d
be no screaming, no fussing
Over
which coffin to put my dead body
“Spare
me the debate, please!
Return me only as dust back into the ground!”
Blog 458:
At
10 PM, I laze at the couch
Inducing
my body and mind to lull
I
can’t explain though why they fight
My
desire to sleep is overpowering
Yet
neither one wants to rest … yet …
My
eyes are lit up as well
They
are fixated on the tube
Where
noise and images keep going …
And
going … fighting with body and brain
My
rebel eyes defy too the sleep I yearn
“Stop,
you both!” I yell
They
quit … for a moment
And
then make a “GO” once again
From
my fetal posture, I straighten up and lie very still
Soon
they both give up, and I doze down in sleep!
Blog 457:
Wait
for a sign
Wait
for the right time
Wait
for something exciting
Wait
for that first meeting …
Wait
to be called
Wait
for a response
Wait
for someone’s arrival
Wait
for something to end …
Wait
for a decision
Wait
for a turn to act or speak about
Wait
things to turn around
Wait
for an effect …
Awkward
funny it is to wait
With
waiting, patience lapses
When
waiting, tension builds up
Waiting
numbs our being …
Blog 456:
Tired
body must lie down
After
a grueling, physical toil
Let
neck extend side to side, front and back
Let
screaming shoulders calm down
Let
lumbar pains find comfortable resting spots
Let
extremities straighten
Let
hands stretch and relax
Let
feet soak in lukewarm H20 treat
Let
mind find beautiful thoughts
But
beyond all winding down rituals
Let
eyes close and take respite
Find
that repose that soothes and heals
Find
a restful place
Find
sleep
Renew!
Blog 455:
Let
dessert be cake
Top
it with dark, delectable confection
Let
nightcap’s drink be warm coco
Top
it with slivers of brown sprinkles
Let
any snacks be topped with Kisses
Or
filled with melting Hershey candy
Nothing
is tastier to the palate
Nothing
is more mouth watering
Nothing
is more craving-pleasing
There’s
nothing better to indulge in
Nothing more exquisite than CHOCOLATE!
Blog 454:
Pumpkins
big and large
Pumpkins
tiny and small
Pumpkins
green and orange
Pumpkins
oblong or circular
Pumpkins
shaped in every which way
Wild,
obtuse and almost perfectly round
All
grown down the farm!
In
whatever shape or form you find one
Just
pick it up
Embrace
its natural form
Love
it
Make
a splendid dish of it
Eat
it
Savor
it
Let
it stand by your door step
Or
let it be carved to your heart’s delight
For
a friendly Halloween welcome!
Blog 453:
Hay
rides
Pumpkin
patches
Houses
of ’friendly terror’
Scary
hunts …
Take
your pick!
Don
orange and black hues
Sport
a fearsome mask
Wear
a goofy, inventive hat maybe
Or
fully dress up as you wish
In
character or dream-like persona
Trick
or Treat?
Go
ahead … just have fun
If
that were not festive enough
Hold
a gathering
Get
friends and foes alike
Spread
a table with apples, candy and jam
For
cool, entertaining October Fest!
Blog 452:
Emergency Call:
High
blood pressure and heart attack
Unwanted
fall, food poisoning
Garden
venom bite perhaps
Or
bite from a wild dog … a fox
Loitering
loosely around a neighborhood;
Thank
goodness for quick responses
Be
it from the district fire station
EMS
or Animal Control folks …
Emergency
response is crucial
In
protecting and saving lives!
ER
Blog
451:
Food
craving
Makes
mouth water …
Incites
stomach dances …
Food
at one’s reach can’t replace it
One
must look for that one desired food
Anywhere,
everywhere, somewhere
Then
take it to the hungering palate
Passionate
taste for something
Pleases
buds’ longing!
Blog 450:
Natal day remembrances
charm the heart
They’re somewhat reflective
and nostalgic
Loved ones make wishes
for many happy returns
Friends and acquaintances
cheer you up for days
You want to wallow
in the warmth generated
You want to bask
in the tender moments
A birthday comes
once a year
But you wish its
memory never ever ends!
Blog 449:
Correction,
please!
We’re not snow
We’re larger than sleet
We’re actually in graupel family, you see
You will not find
us during winter time
Instead, watch out
for us in thunderstorms
We form as
stone-like looking mixture
When upward-moving
air stops falling graupel
And drops of super-cooled
water hit and freeze it
Before long, we mix,
and then grow as heavy concoction
Hailstones we’re
called by name
When we get too
heavy for air updrafts to support
We all dangerously
fall and strike all in our route!
Blog 448:
Sister to
beautiful, frosty snow
I’m made of much
smaller pellets
And opaque icy particles
Remaining a
liquid,
I fall through
super-cooled cloud drops
Then freeze as
crystals with lumpy mass
Find me in winter
time
As soft and
crumbly snow frost
Almost perfect for
a cold ball play-fight!
Blog 447:
You see me dropping from clouds
Bright, light, beautiful and manna-like
When temps get below freezing
And water vapor begins condensing
I dance bypassing raindrops
Straight into ice crystals I emerge
As clusters of ice glassy-like pellets
I am FrostySnowflake White!
Blog 446:
Transparent to
your eye, I come from clouds
Small, translucent
balls of ice
I start as drizzling
rain, but freeze soon as I land
Sometimes I’m an
icy coating
Other times I look
like tiny pellets you don’t like
Especially when
you step on me
And you slip and
slide …
Watch out for me -
Little, light
frozen raindrops!
Blog 445:
She shivers
She shakes and
trembles
She feels something
undesirable
She runs and hides
as far inward, under the bed
“What’s the
matter, little one?”
She doesn’t reply
her usual high-pitched bark
Instead, she
cowers in fear
And like a little
child, she whimpers
“It will be a
quick Groomer visit, dear one,” I say
But she doesn’t want
to hear of a trip
Not on this yucky,
rainy day, anyway
I get a grip of
her tail and pull it gently
She emerges
finally
And shuddering
still
She gives in!
Blog 444:
A strange-looking
creature visits my realm
Close-up, it shows
a triangular head on its long neck
I read long ago
that its head is able to turn 180 degrees
Slowly … surely … I
stalk it awhile
I watch its two
large compound eyes
And three other
simple eyes between, as they scan around
Unfortunate insects:
crickets or moths, flies and hoppers …
All fall victims
to its wanting appetite!
Its own kind, however
better watch out alike …
I heard, its
female specie, is known to devour
After or during it’s
been pleased
By its friendly,
unsuspecting male counterpart!
Lesson: ‘Can’t
always judge a book by its cover …
Looking shy onset,
but really sly … devious …
Daunting Female
Mantid guiles
“Run away!” I
say. “Run while she pretends to pray”!
Blog 443:
Typically green or brown
It is well camouflaged on plants, its home
Not many naked human eyes could easily spot it
Mantis sneakily lies in ambush
Or patiently stalks its game
Its reflexes are as quick as lightning
Under magnified lenses, its legs show spikes
Wittily, it uses them to pin down target prey
But not today; today, it just sits atop my outdoor bin
Saying a prayer, “Live, human … and let me live!”
Blog 442:
Bug Mantid
Carnivore,
camouflaged, head-swiveling
Among the leaves,
it disguises itself
Quite extraordinary,
it can turn its head 180 degrees
Its prominent bent
legs bend at an angle
It positions
itself praying in humility
Watch out though ...
Stealthily, it
could spot its potential prey!
Praying Mantis
Blog 441:
Shoo, bug!
Move away from me
Ouch! That bite
hurt
Now it itches
Oh, no … it’s
turning red!
What did you do,
bug?
You sucked my blood?
You poisoned my
skin?
You caused a bump?
That was an
irritating bump!
Shoo! I said shoo, bug!
Leave me be!
Blog 440:
Fluttering,
rumbling, howling
Early morning it
cuts through my skin
All day it laughs and
yaps loudly
By evening it lingers coldly
I loathe and you Autumn
Wind!
Blog 439:
He howls
as he storms the country
He is
the villain big and bold
Trees
all shake, quiver and quake
As he
robs them of their gold!
Blog 438:
Looting,
sacking, despoiling
Whirling
around and upside down she goes
Triumphantly
frolicking she dances
And when
she's conquered and won
The
landscape is left exposed!
Blog 437:
From the
sea she comes puffing and gusting ...
When she
hits land, she blows and wafts more
She
is oblivious of her weather beating
She
doesn’t care if you must get hooded
Or
get wrapped with a coat
And your
head get hat-covered
All she
cares is to freely move and wander
There
she struts, and flounces boisterously!
Blog 436:
Tooth re-make,
anyone?
I did get one done
Easy work from hands
of pros!
First get scarred tooth
prepped
Then inject
anesthesia
Massage and spread
that in gum area
Rest the mouth and
let numbing work
Next comes the
grind vis-à-vis siphoning
Instrument passing
from one hand to the other
Image taking
front, left, right and back follows
That insures
placement of semi to perm cap
A quick dry and a dab
And then reveal
one prestigious crown !
“Tooth good as
new!”
Blog 433:
Stretch high your
arms and legs
Roll head from
side to side, front and back
Get the feet to
spring up and bounce back and forth
Bend waist and
touch your toes
Now extend left
leg up front and lounge
Let the right leg
compete with the left on flex
Reach far down as
you can and hear extremities scream
You’re ready for
the walk
You’re so ready
for the jog
You might even
want to run
Go with your happy
feet
And give it your
all!
Blog 432:
Microscopic Organism
Green, powder-like,
suffocating
Simple and
microscopic
It thrives in wet
places
It grows and
travels by air like seeds
While it’s is a
necessary part of environment
It is fatal when
it attacks our body
Cold,Sickening Mold
Blog
435:
Sore feet
Sore legs and back
Soreness that
makes every bone screams
Soreness that
paralyzes every fiber of one’s being
Day-long physical
work brings down a body
You want to stop,
but you’d rather not
You want to lie
down, but you couldn’t
You could not even
sit a bit ’cause you’ll crumble
Sore hands and
fingers
Sore arms and
shoulders
Soreness that
makes every inch of your body cry
Sun up to sun down
box lifting, shoving, pulling drains
You want to stop,
but you’d rather not
You want to lie
down, but you couldn’t
You could not even sit a bit ’cause you’ll
crumble
Blog 434:
From a seed to a
sapling
Sun and rain nurtured
you
I watched as you
grew a tiny trunk … a few leaves
I watched as you
grew branches and twigs
From knee-length
high to several feet up
You grew even
taller like a skyscraper
And every passerby
got awed by your beauty
Thanks for the never-ending
shade you gave
Thanks for housing
the birds and their critter-friends
Thanks most of all
for fruit of your body and spirit
Rest now, dear Oak
Tree
Lie on the ground
and nurture other trees
And like I would,
watch young seedlings sprout
Watch them grow in
the very ground you once proudly stood
Blog 429:
From
yesteryears of academic prep bond
To
going forth into the world of mission app
We
come together again and again …
-to
renew ties of acquaintanceships and friendships
-to
impart learning discoveries along the way
-to
affirm passions for opening opportunities
-to
disclose roadblocks and impediments met
-to
seek advice on still perplexing, trying challenges
-to
be humbled
-to
give thanks to our academic coaches
Yes,
we come together again and again …
Year
after year, we trace steps where all our nurturing began
Homecoming
allows us to sweetly reminisce on pasts
Homecoming
lets us revisit tasks that pitted our brain & brawn
Homecoming
delights our memories of shared fanfare
Homecoming
brings back ties to seed planting we sought
Homecoming satisfies our continuing hunger for inspiration!
Blog 430:
March
…
March
on …
March
on conviction …
March
on conviction now …
March
to the drumbeat of purposeful inspiration
March
to the call of leadership
March
to the call of people power
March
to the call for peace and diplomacy
March
to quell hunger and thirst
March
to find cures for illnesses and diseases
March
…
March
on …
March
on conviction call …
March
on conviction call now!
Blog 431:
Dental Wash-up
Coat gums with
numbing solution
Check status of
teeth
“This one’s somewhat
mobile,” Lynn says
Lynn’s the gentle
spirit … my dental hygienist
“Numbing working
now?” she asks
I say, “It’s
working just fine!”
Let’s get to work
then
Scrape here, there,
and around cutters and chewers
Off you all go
plaque!
Rinse and siphon
all dirt
At last … looking
fresh and almost pearly white
Floss and dab
One final check
Prophylaxis done!
