The scene is a deserted white sand beach (Sunshine Beach) we visited a few weeks ago in Dinadiawan, Aurora, Philippines. The awesome beach is about an hour north of Baler.
My first visit to the home country after my retirement.
#2018
I hear her whisper in the breeze I feel her spirit in the rain Her likeness I see in the clouds Her scent relieves all the pain. When she left I can’t recall
As we grieve the passing of anothe… Our mending hearts shattered one m… We reach out to heaven, ask what w… Forsaken we are, though guilty of… But here we stand firm, our faith…
Seconds ticked away Over soon, the lovely day Fond goodbyes we say Only memories remain Of the sunset and the rain
center thoughts he expressed not in four words, but two he eats just once a day so, he’d cook just once too
Touch his face, she did lovingly Though his cheeks rough with scrag… She gazed at him fondly adoringly But from her eyes lonely tears app… She caressed his frigid and bony h…
A nip in the air Her shoulders bare Wind blew her hair Giving her a scare Alas! Winter’s near
Sunlight in her eyes Early morning wakeup call Dream she can’t recall Beautiful blue skies Warm humid the day began
Just for Laughs. Or is it? Oh geez! summer’s here A little early this year It’s not even May But look! all the trees are green
A frigid morning, in a deserted bu… Shiv’ring, anxiously waiting for a… I’m all bundled up but still ice-c… Bitter cold I could feel my cheek… The bus real late, my poor teeth b…
Tied to the bedroom door, a yellow… His heart skipped, throbbing in hy… As the nervous thrill of anticipat… Overcame him completely, yes indee… For there it is, in unblushing fas…
She’s my butterfly princess From the day that she was born Over fifteen years ago She’s my sunshine every morn Lovely lady she now is
Long, long time ago, there was an… Alone in a mountain cabin a white-… He tried to adopt a dog But instead he got a hog For he was told to get a dog he ne…
Our passionate wish to be somewher… For over here; days are shorter, n… With AC off electricity much lowe… But gas consumption has gone astro… Sun we haven’t seen, wondering whe…
Hundreds of poems have I written Few have read them, fewer care But what bug have I been bitten? And why do I continue to share? I guess writing has me smitten
from a nightmare he woke up suddenly desperately trying to remember the dream, but unsuccessfully he glanced at her side of the bed