I may not know the loss of a continent
or a lover
but I have lived the ripples of a pond
with stone cold drops to the bottom
heart and lungs weighted with life’s heavy rope
to the depths it sent me searching
for a perfect sunrise without a sky
winter’s bloom with no air
the ache of your absent body
answering only to arms of self abuse
houdini existence with me escaping life
wondering why i could not heal
lacking the balm of action
brought from tackling fear anew
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Funny Bunny Fridays Week 13: Has Politics Become Comics Alike?
House building business,
stars are the witness,
Homes are available everywhere,
Only mine is fair and warm to share.
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Tall chimney studded with red stone,
both wired and wireless telephone,
Loving birds to coo and hug,
Hot coffee and green tea in a mug.
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Evergreen bushes at backyard,
Tulips, daffodils, sunflowers to guard,
Tree-house with wooden stairs,
Grey kittens in rocking chairs.
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Garage door and remote control,
Mailbox and trash cans,
Check books and swimming pool,
H2 pencils and magazines!
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Every time in my absence,
you come,
snatch him and do brain washes
to feel good,
you suck blood,
non-sense,
like witches,
you make my life
hard with bad mood!
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What can you say in 160 characters? (spaces included)
Check it out on Monkey Man. Who used to host this meme but stopped, I love challenges such as this, try one if you can please!
I used the character calculator
http://www.design215.com/toolbox/character_count.php
Short Story Slam Week 24: Life Behind The Corners of Your Smiles!
Funny Bunny Fridays Week 11: Let Go, Relax Your Soul!
© Skull
There once was a man from Greece
He was incredibly obese
He rolled round the world
crushing all boys and girls
then fell into a vat of grease
Image Credit: the new york times, google.com
Alphabets are widely used in America,
everyone learns from ABC to XYZ,
I’ve done my research, there are
variations, instead of imitating others
blindly, I’ve created my own Alphabets:
TJSWPMYBFVXANGCHOURLKIQDEZ,
The order is decided by frequency of initials,
such as PDE, IQ, PHD, PM, ABC,MLK, Yang,
MALE, FAIR, WORLD, MY, TJX, GOOGLE, EZ, YAHOO…
She wants to hear
phone ringing;
She wants to see
face lightening;
She wants to sample
strawberry pie;
She wants to sail
a boat far and wide.
.
She wants to discover
crimson beauty,
She wants to taste
raindrops,
She wants to stop
violent wars,
She wants to study
T-Rex bones found below on 19th floor.
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Hands tremble
when it’s time to say goodbye,
Dampened soul keeps hurting
as secrets are unmasked,
Lies are sweet in the beginning,
It’s worse than death
when a sweet promise is turned into punishments.
Extending the lingered images out
To examine under the candle light:
The thoughts go deep and far,
I stand at the official position,
Advantaged and protected,
Not expecting any extra emotions,
Life could not repeat mistakes,
Marriages cannot be sugarcoated
By makeup and on stage plays,
Go ahead, make him yours,
But at the end of the day,
You are the one who will be left to pay
Emotionally extra fees,
Jesus sees it all,
He shows me the downside,
I’m not worried,
Inside the dam atBaltimore,
Many dirts pushed out from your legs,
Stay close to the waterfall,
I’m home, away from your site,
Goodbye, so long, and read the travel guide.
RiikaInfinityy comes to Ji(ngle)
while she attends her Thursday Poets Rally,
She has been cooperative and supportive,
She rises like a shooting star
when she tends Jingle Poetry Community bar,
As a self-starter,
She appears a lot smarter
than her peers by template design,
inlinkz discovery and sharing,
back up when needed and more..
Riika still serves Jingle poetry Community today,
she is a tech support at
Jingle Poetry at Olive Garden…
Visit Riika here:
Image Credit: Riika,
on bottom, the art is a view on her fantasy art/writing…
Finally, I got it, I have an Italian grandfather (he has married to my grandmother eternally of course), and he has been loving and caring for me and for rest of my family ever since I was born.
Grandma (1909-1993) had bounded feet and had been my favorite family member in my childhood, I love d her more than I love my own birth mother, through Grandma’s 84 years of life, she had been through World War I, World War II, and civil war back in mainland China…Grandma’s name was Jewel Young, and she was the most hardworking, intelligent, and loving soul on earth.
Recall: I was named by my own father as Spreading Wisdom, how can I do it to meet my own father’s expectations? Well, my grandma was the one who passed wisdom to me with her stories, especially stories of World War II…during that time, grandma was married to her Asian husband, and life was very harsh at the war time, they have to run and go hiding from soldiers, just for fearing of the idea of being questioned or stared…
Particularly, grandma taught me about men, via her stories…according to her, old times, women were passive, inferior, and lack authorities….they would never see their hubbies’ male parts even after they got married and had kids, Grandma also exaggerated the sexual relation between a male and a female, trying to protect me I guess, she said to me: “you shall never allow a man touch you, because as soon as you let it happen, you will get pregnant.” I was about 13 years old at the time, I truly believed her words and that was part of the reason that, I kept myself far away from men and actually was nick named “Virgin Mary” when I was in college, I had refused to date until I was about 21 years old…
During night time, Grandma used to hide under water to survive, which meant that she needed to stand in water, with her head up above the water, and her head below a tree…still, lonely soldiers found her, and she had to satisfy them to be able to live, grandma never told me that the woman was herself, now I thought about it, it must be grandma herself, who would know such details, it was forbidden for women to tell others her sexual experiences back in China even now, a shame to her husband, right? I forgive and understand her, otherwise, how could she live to love me?
Grandma also told me that once, a woman was taken from her family to live with a solider general for a few weeks, well, during World War II, troops are formed by soldiers from all over the world, soldiers include Germen soldiers, French Soldiers, Japanese Soldiers, Australian soldiers, American soldiers, British Soldiers, Russian soldiers, and of course, Italian soldiers… That soldier general must be Italian, and grandma was that “kidnapped” woman, and I believe that part of her must have had enjoyed her time with the soldier general, she was treated fairly and … She kept telling me war time romances in a sad and unfortunate way, maybe because inside her mind, she wished she had taken away by the Italian man-who could never become her husband on earth, but did show her what is love in advanced levels, and that was the reason that grandma could survive anything and everything…she and her Italian man have been making love to one another eternally after they were separated….As far as I know, my Asian grandfather and grandma did not have a perfect relationship, thus, the presence of my Italian grandfather had made grandma’s life strong and complete…..
I am not accusing my own grandma here, I never doubted my grandma’s love and virtue in my life time, this morning, everything began to make sense when I kept rewinding my memories with grandma and picturing her war times stories to me… when it came to life and death, who care about virtue? I eventually figured it out, she was a heroine and I believe that she had made a correct decision to go with the flow when she must.
Soldiers went to war to serve their countries, they have families and relatives, they are humans, and war time romances usually go cross cultures and stretch beyond normal boundaries…my grandma had been perfectly loyal and devoting, her experiences with soldiers does not harm her as a beautiful and loving soul…
Another reason I trust my instincts about my Italian grandfather is the skin issue, grandma has three sons, all of them were named after trees or water, for example, my father was named Water Born, or Born in Water, my oldest uncle was name Forever Woods…I was originally named by my father as Spreading Wisdom, when I was in high school, I decided to change my name to Sunny Sky, and my last name was changed to Young,…talking about skin issue, all of my family members have extremely whiter skin, in comparison to other relatives or villagers, nobody could explain why about the phenomena, but as you know now, my family members have Italian roots, and that’s it.
Thanks for loving and guiding me, love you, grandma and grandpa…
Alphabe-Thursday (P is for the Perfect Friend)
Week 6: http://bluebellbooks.blogspot.com/2011/07/short-story-slam-week-6-childrens.html
Elephant Sarah is an adopted child
from Africa, in the wild,
She cannot get used to city living,
and succeeded escaping.
Now she has to pay the cost
since she is lost.
Darkness and fears come,
She starts to miss her Mom.
Closing her eyes,
She prayed to the stars,
Ready to comprise…
“Woof, woof!”
Something white appeared in a few yards,
Sarah is startled,
As her trunk is knocked and barked at…
A friendly puppy
makes Sarah so very happy,
He makes a perfect friend and cute company
And together they walked toward home, feeling lovely.
