30 Poems in 30 Days-Day 29

NaPoWriMo: http://www.napowrimo.net/ (Day 29, headline)

New York  Times Headline, April 29, 2011

http://www.nytimes.com/ : with 300 dead, a search for survivors,

*****

I have nil control over my fate

When it comes to earthquake,

The nightmare hits my place

With unstoppable pace.

The floor cracks,

The Building falls.

Rocks crumble,

Animals stumble.

Humans get buried

While rescuing teams hurried.

When I open my eyes,

I see dead flies

And wounded mice,

Lying in bed,

I learned that my parents are dead!

So sad,

So mad,

About this bad

Fate I have had!

Becoming homeless,

And feeling helpless,

Strangers care for me instead.

Being still in dread

Of this disastrous dismay,

I chew a slice of bread

And wonder

Where is my home to stay.

Alphabe-Thursday-Beat it!

It steals your heart

like a cheating mate,

It makes life fall apart

by falsely sealing your fate.

It slaps you on the face

like a losing hand,

It leaves no trace

for you to find.

“the task is too tough,”

“The music is too loud.”

“You did not perform good enough

to buoy the spirits of the crowd.”

Perfectionism makes you whine

and lose all the fun.

The tables have to be turned

so that life lessons can be learned.

Criticism is hard for you to hear

when no one else is near,

You end up inclining to regress

if the center topic is success.

Beat it,

Tear it,

Discard it,

Ignore it.

Alphabe-Thursday

Invite you to poets rally week 42

Blogging feels like paradise
because of YOU, who is very wise!
It’s you
who filled this space with fresh air,
It’s you
who inspired my writing
with a rocking chair;
It’s you
who filled my comment box
with words apt and bright,
It’s you
who painted this part of sky
with rainbow and sunlight;
It’s you
who inspired me
how to have fun,
It’s you
who showed me
how to turn water into wine;
It’s you
Who fed my soul
with motivation and education.
It’s you
Who demonstrated to me that
loving your enemy leads to relaxation.

*****

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Royal Love in Haikus

Soon, the handsome prince

And the beautiful princess

Will become parents

to their precious child,

Such a royal marriage,

It drives fans wild.

He holds her cute hand,

With his heart beating for three,

Life is music in band.

With her poetic mind,

She writes a sweet note for him,

Love glows in novel flame,

 

 

Haiku Heights

Carry On Tuesday

Poets United

Poetry Potluck at Jingle Poetry

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30 poems in 30 days-day 23

Am I supposed to be full of rage

simply because challenges intend to doom?

No, not someone at my age,

Words won’t sweep my dreams to a tomb,

I know I have to watch for sighs,

Someone stay high with showing breast,

Others get attention with neat thighs,

I’m myself, not melting in the west,

I won’t be mad

When people send me their blues,

I do enjoy wearing a skirt with pattern plaid,

And having a comfortable pair of  shoes.

I fear nothing, if I fail,

I won’t wail in the mail.

*****   

sharing it with Poetry Potluck at Jingle Poetry Week 46 today!

NaPoWriMo: http://www.napowrimo.net/ (Day  23)

Today’s prompt is to write a bouts-rimes. The bouts-rimes is a sort of poetic parlor game: you write a poem using the rhyming end words from another poem. They’re usually done with sonnets in English. So today we are asked to write a bouts-rimes sonnet, using the end words from either K. Silem Mohammad’s poemYou White White Teatime Teen, which was itself constructed anagrammatically from Shakespeare’sSonnet VI, or from Robert Frost’s The Silken Tent. So my end words are the following, I wrote my poem in 5 minutes, trying to end up with the requested words.

rage, doom, age, tomb , sighs, breast, thighs, west, mad, blues, plaid, shoes, fail, mail

Tuesday Thankfulness (A Repost of Luna’s Tribe)

(For Jingle; For Everything You Do.)

I’ve wanted to say thank you

Many times before

But I’m sure you have heard

it a million times I’m sure.

What I wanted to say

In my own way

Is

You are a leader that shines

From within

You’ve inspired so many

You are a rare gem.

Doing what you do

Is a magical gift

Don’t ever think

There is something

Wrong with it.

You are the beacon

Lighting the way.

How many poets

Have you found

Just today?

You do so much

For so many

That is so true.

I just wanted to give,

Something back to you.

Please accept this

Pretty, Pretty please.

And know in your heart

You’ve really touched me.

Luna writes above piece at

http://lunawitch15.wordpress.com/2011/04/16/a-shining-light/

I am linking this to Krislin Neo, Ting (Syracuse Pike)

Lunais sweet, she writes a tribe to Jingle, well,

Luna gives me Shining Light Award, Thanks a ton!  xxx

Please leave a comment if you wish to take it…

everyone is working hard,

I am doing a small part,

I return my gratitude to her and to you,

Best Regards, bless you!