HOME, MY HOME

By Leah C Dancel

HOME,  MY HOME

How I longed to belong

To someone, someplace, somewhere

In my heart where I can sing a song

Of longings that my soul can sweetly render

Free from all sad mem'ries, none to remember

The place is home to many strangers:

A land they fondly called Down Under!

Here in my new home that overflows with milk and honey

There's abundance of wealth that nature blessed

Hard toil and perseverance do make dreams come into reality

Big and small, whatever it takes, are worthy to be praised

Resilience fuelled by determination is cautiously addressed.

Take a fair dinkum shot and you'll be right

Heed to your inner voice and do things right.

Home is where I hide away 

From all the mundanes of this troubled world

To rest whenever I feel weary

To mind my own cares and forget the old

Worries that I'd let loose from my hold

This is my home, that which is void of trappings

It's a home nonetheless, my home, sweet home: Forever will be!

©Leah C. Dancel

Copyright©January 1, 2022

All rights reserved

First Poem 2022

#home 

#downunder

FAREWELL

Lifted from FB

Wishing you all a very Happy New Year 2023 🎆🎈 

FAREWELL 

You bid farewell in a shriek 

A bitter feeling and sentiment

But to its departure

You sing the very HAPPY NEW YEAR

Among the most shimmering 

Moment of your flashing heart

You freshen and wheeze within 

A string of feelings

Waves beyond your drowning 

Horizon felt and you once smell 

The best reflection of those beckon 

And the withered those veiled landscapes 

A sweet recollection slowly springs 

In the last glimpse of your memoirs

It’s bygone 

Big guts brew

In the spree you not stumble somewhere

Gently, as you ponder yesterday

A rejuvenation, be it

In your sound presence

Rejoice-be sprouted in your maiden 

With full of curiosity

Delighting the year 

Merged with mirth

You could ever portray 

Happiness sprinkles

Over those overwhelming within

You have ever felt

A full of pomp and splendor

Shall but adhere in your rhythm

Looking for new moments

A worth living and 

A complete meaning

(C) Hum Ale

THE PASSERSBY

December 31, 2022

The Passersby

By Epimaco Densing III 

Every single day

As the sun rises

Encounters we have

With assorted people, sweet and joyful

Some may be true

Others will make you blue

No choice, you'll be together

'Til the sunlight's vitamin D

Disappears altogether

As the mid-day emerges

Like passersby they're gone

The truer ones stay but not

Every moment of the day

Then a new set will arrive

Some will treat you wrong

While others will make you strong

Times there will

Only rumors they want

But most will listen

As true friends will bear

When evening arrives

Some people in the day

Re-appears in the night, unexpectedly

Under the moonlight

With you they'll twit

As the darkness passes

A new dawn breaks

The passersby return

Renewed with unwavering faith.

DUST of SNOW

Lifted from Snowwolfs Woodland Nook

Dust of Snow

By Robert Frost

The way a crow

Shook down on me

The dust of snow

From a hemlock tree

Has given my heart

A change of mood

And saved some part

Of a day I had rued

Artist Maggie Vandewalle

Feelings and Emotions

By Sufi

FEELINGS AND EMOTIONS by Sufi

"Only with TIME do we realise the importance of LOVE"

Once upon a time all Feelings and Emotions went to a coastal island for a vacation. According to their nature, each was to have a good time. Suddenly, a warning of an impending storm was announced and everyone was advised to evacuate the island. 

The announcement caused sudden panic. All rushed to their boats. Even damaged boats were quickly repaired and commissioned for duty. 

Yet, Love did not wish to flee quickly. There was so much to do. But as the clouds darkened, Love realized it was time to leave. Alas, there were no boats to spare. Love looked around with hope. 

Just then Prosperity passed by in a luxurious boat. Love shouted, 'Prosperity, could you please take me in your boat?"

No', replied Prosperity, 'my boat is full of precious possessions, gold and silver. There is no place for you.'

A little later Vanity came by in a beautiful boat. Again Love shouted, 'Could you help me, Vanity? I am stranded and need a life. Please take me with you.'

Vanity responded haughtily, 'No, I cannot take you with me. My boat will get soiled with your muddy feet.'

Sorrow passed by after some time. Again, Love asked for help. But it was to no avail. 'No, I cannot take you with me. I am so sad. I want to be by myself.'

When Happiness passed by a few minutes later, Love again called for help. But Happiness was so happy that it did not look around, hardly concerned about anyone. 

Love was growing restless and dejected. Just then somebody called out, 'Come Love, I will take you with me.' 

Love did not know who was being so magnanimous, but jumped on to the boat, greatly relieved that she would reach a safe place. 

On getting off the boat, Love met Knowledge. Puzzled Love inquired, 'Knowledge, do you know who so generously gave me a lift just when no one else wished to help?'

Knowledge smiled, 'Oh, that was Time.'

'And why would Time stop to pick me and take me to safety?' Love wondered. 

Knowledge smiled with deep Wisdom and replied, 'Because only Time knows your true greatness and what you are capable of. Only Love can bring Peace and great Happiness in this world. 

~~~~

The important message of this Sufi story is that when we feel important, we forget Love. Even in Happiness and Sorrow we forget Love. Only with Time do we realize the importance of Love. So, why wait that long? Why not make Love a part of our life today?

Photo: Short voyage to Guimaras Island with Precy Bierbaum, December 12, 2019

SILENCE

By Caroline Dancel-Garcia

Silence

A moment of silence fills my heart with your love

Your presence in my heart is the embrace that I am longing

My prayer at night brings in the silent moment I am dreaming 

Being with you in silence fills my heart with your love

Will you stay a little longer? My heart’s request

“Always” a whisper so gentle from your heart

“I love you mom” I whisper back as I close my eyes for the night

The calming rhythm of my heart is a reminder of your  presence at all times

My lullaby from heaven is your humming voice 

A reminder that you are “always” near by

The stars shine bright from above

Keeping the night sky lit

For you are “always” close by

To fill the silence with your love

NB

From Caroline's foreword:

This happens when I wake from a dream 😴 words starts to flow and i just write as they come… 

I miss my mom’s embrace. Holidays are hard to celebrate without her laughter and cooking. 

EMPTY NEST

October 19, 2022

Macquarie Field

Empty Nest

Once a place where laughter rings -

Between playmates who dance and sing.

Their voices sweet; they're full of life;

Cute angels sent from heaven above.

Once a court where Princesses reign.

Uncrowned, bejewelled with dimpled chins.

When dreamstime bids, they're sweet cherubs in the cribs:

My pure joy, the source of maternal pride.

Once a playground where fantasy plays;

They catch rainbows in their mine of dreams.

Book and friends; toys and games;

They tell stories and acting out names.

Once a clinic where nurses serve

Lots of tender loving care they share;

Looking after patients sick and weak;

Some loving hugs bring them back to health.

Once a school where children learn

To read and write; count and listen;

They teach each other with so much fun and joy;

Great is the experience that they enjoy.

Once a garden where insects swarm

O'er pretty flowers they hover and charm;

While nature lays green carpet on the ground;

Shrubs and trees keep them safe all around.

Once a church where they pray to worship.

And sing songs of praise with hearts content.

Their kindred spirits are nurtured there;

As they grow ever thankful with grace.

Now they're gone, having found their own nest;

Makes my heart filling with emptiness;

No shadows I see behind the sun;

What's left are their memories of fun!

© Leah C Dancel

Copyright © November 27, 2007

All rights reserved 

SH-AUSTRALIA

(15 years on my own as of  November 27, 2022)

 

What I Am

Lifted from Estelle Cortes

I will be nothing except what I am.

I cannot give any more than I am prepared to.

I will not back down from truth because someone 

else refuses to see what the truth is.

I will not dance around what I am to make someone else happy.

It is my life and I will live it according to what makes me happy and content.

I will not pretend to be what I am not. I wear no masks. I do not conform.

I have earned that right and I claim it above all else.

If I am not your cup of tea, I will understand if you walk away from me.

I finally know what being true to yourself means and I live it to the best of my ability.

I am not weak. I am strong but that doesn't make me wrong.

I will celebrate your life and try to lift you up 

But it is up to you to fill your own cup.

Rev. Diannia Baty

That November Fragrance by Fewa Lake

By Hum Ale

That November Fragrance by Fewa Lake

(Repost)

It was a November frosty day

I felt warm in the chilly wind

As my mind was so brisk 

Frolicking soft I could gulp 

The savor of the good day

As I encountered with a lady

Feeling like a fine day

I grasped the moment

Of the whole day 

Walking in Fewa Lakeside

The sun bade caressing 

The Western Sky

A little tiredness in mind I felt 

She asked me to go for dinner

Then I took her to a bar

I whisked the evening into my mind

And, asked her if she would like to drink

She shook her head for Vodka and Cranberry

I was alright with a peg of Whisky

She talked and I felt like a tonic

With lip sprinkling fine in my mind

The light flickered on her face

And, sprayed the fragrance of her beauty

The soft chill breeze

In the verge of bidding farewell 

Swayed her hairs

A tick and tick sound in my heart

I smelt the marinated peanuts

To not quell the flakiest heart

She kept on with words

The words of fluttering voice

She asked for a dance

We danced in a lullaby song

In a string of warm love 

Flapping the wings

We swam the full moon

Into a deeper lake

Drowning for a long time

The wonderful moment of night

We played the world

With a fine colored meadow

Till the shroud in the eyes

(C) Hum Ale

Photo Credit to the genuine owner

35 Years Anniversary in Australia

#Tanka

Confidence alert

No fray nerves ever concede

Fly along your dreams

In the blue clouds of yearning 

To a land unknown per quest.

© Leah C Dancel

Copyright © December 2, 202

All rights reserved 

#35YearsINAustralia

It's "Beyond Gratitude"

For reaching this far,

With God's providence

and watchful care.

My aging life

Has brought me blessings;

I'd never dreamt nor expected.

I can't forget from where I came from

Across the seas and hundred miles.

I'll always remember my humble beginnings

As I tried to live each day with gratefulness.

There were hundred times I almost gave up,

When trying moments were impossible to hurdle.

But God has given me strength to keep going;

I didn't know then that He made me realise

I have the courage to toughen it all.

Alone and forlorn, He holds the light

That glimmers in the sky

The hope of my aspiration is just within reach

He knows that in everything 

My heart has only one desire:

Peace!

© Leah C Dancel

Copyright ©️ December 2, 2022

All rights reserved

SH-AUSTRALIA

#35yearsinaustralia

GO FORTH

 By Leah C Dancel 

GO FORTH 

Travel near

Lessens fear.

Travel far

Reach the star.

Tell no one

With wagging tongues.

Keep them out

Go round about.

Life is short

Let's go forth.

©Leah C Dancel

Copyright © November 16, 2022

All rights reserved

SH-AUSTRALIA 

"LET'S REMEMBER THEM"

By Leah C Dancel

Photo credit to Internet 

"LET'S REMEMBER THEM"

When the clock strikes at eleventh hour today,

On this eleventh day of the eleventh month of a calendar year;

Our nation will pause for a moment...

To pay tribute to the fallens  in solemn silence.

A prayer of remembrance in hearts and minds be uttered

In memory of their sacrifices laid

in the altar  of conflicts far away home 

With great thanks and respect for their courage and bravery.

A hundred thousands young and bold

soldiers shed blood and lost their lives; 

From the shore of Gallipoli to Normandy and  Flanders Field;

While those who made it, came home shattered and devastated.

For a hundred years and more,

this memory still haunts the many;

As the young generation commits this remembrance to their future posterity,

With great pride and honour,

their forefathers' name will forever

etch in history.

Now the field is blooming with red blood poppies,

A reminder of that bloody war;

But wars followed era after eras;

When does this human cruelty 

ever ends?

Today at the eleventh hour,

Don't forget to stay silent;

Stop and "let's remember them

At the going down of the sun

Lest we forget."

©Leah C Dancel

Copyright © November 11, 2022

All rights reserved

SH-AUSTRALIA

#remembranceday

#inmemoryofmyfather

#poppy

POSTCARDS

By Leah C Dancel

POSTCARDS

Everywhere I go

Places old and new;

I always hold a memory

Through pictures in the card.

Then I remember friends

Whom I left behind, so I grab 

A pen and write a few lines

To let them know where I am.

My friends were surprised

To receive a card from me;

The friendly postman safely

Tucked each card under a dream pillow.

How lovely is the feeling

Of those whom I cared;

A mere postcard cheers them up 

Coming from someone far away!

© Leah C Dancel

Copyright © November 5, 2022

All rights reserved

SH-AUSTRALIA 

~π~π~π~π~π~π~π~π~π~

NOVEMBER

Lifted from Serendipity Corner 

November comes 

And November goes, 

With the last red berries 

And the first white snows.

With night coming early, 

And dawn coming late, 

And ice in the bucket 

And frost by the gate.

The fires burn 

And the kettles sing, 

And earth sinks to rest 

Until next spring ..

~Elizabeth Coatsworth ~

WITH GRATITUDE and KINDNESS

By Leah C Dancel

When you walk

And you're not sure of the way

To get to the place where

You've earlier passed through

You meet unfamiliar people,

Friendly strangers, you asked for

Help, they're quite assuring

To show you the way to safety.

Everyone you talk to

Is as polite and gentle

Their smiling eyes twinkle

Because they care for you

Regardless of who they are

Skin colours don't matter much

Such a big country with

Multi-cultured races

Each one is as giving

As anyone can be

To give and extend a helping hand

When you needed it most.

Young and old, treat each other well

For all kinds of humans

Humanity does still exist.

So bless all the people

With gratitude and kindness.

©Leah C Dancel

Copyright © November 3, 2022

All rights reserved

SH-AUSTRALIA 

Photo credit to Miemie with thanks.

AUGURIES of INNOCENCE

By William Blake 

Photo at Bondi Beach

October 22, 2022

To see a World in a Grain of Sand

And a Heaven in a Wild Flower 

Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand 

And Eternity in an hour ...

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/43650/auguries-of-innocence

Lifted from Post Comment of Joffre Balce 

THE EVENING MANIFESTO

October 22, 2021

THE EVENING MANIFESTO

By Rado Gatchalian

Unburden Reason from its supposed

Nature to free mankind;

Reject every form of commandments

That let you choose between good and evil.

Be free to set your foot

To a paradise known as Beauty.

Do not be deceived by your own perception,

Choose to feel a desire that doesn’t want,

A passion that doesn’t chain,

Love that doesn’t expect anything in return.

When truth hurts you ~~~

It is only bearable to a certain point:

Between what you see and what you want to believe.

When your only comfort is Poetry

And you hide your loneliness from the crowd:

You sleep not to rest but to dream

You rest not to stop but to pause.

Imagination is your sole power:

To create is a solemn duty to bless the world.

Unburden yourself from wanting,

Then, you shall have everything.

As you depart and say your blessings

Close your eyes like a quiet star,

And remember that between life and death

It is You that makes all the difference.

Be free. Be happy. Sleep gently.

Be at peace. Be beautiful. Awake splendidly.

(Photography: by Rado Gatchalian)

OF DAWNS AND DUSKS

By Myr Reyes E. Tejada

OF DAWNS AND DUSKS

What would life be if dawn won’t come

To vanquish the darkness all around

With the promise of a vibrant rainbow

That will grace the day, with gifts bestow

A new lease on life for me and you.

Rage of night storms wanes with the dawn

Light of hope shines with its breaking boon

Better chances follow the sunrise

Opportunities knock as we rise

Chasing all our dreams of the night.

What would I do without the dusk

A respite from the day’s grinding tasks

Breather from the never-ending toil

My moment to recharge, refuel

The day’s events to count, store, recall.

Dusk’s a prelude to the gift of night

Blessing for my worn- out heart and soul

On the wings of sleep I take a flight

Forget the things I can’t control

Be back at dawn renewed and whole.

© Myr Reyes E. Tejada

16/10/2022

All rights reserved

Photo from the Internet

Xie Ling Yun Verse

Extracted from a Chinese TV Series: Remembering Lichuan starring Godfrey Gao and Jiao Junyan 

"White clouds linger over the secluded rocks;

Green bamboos charm over the clear ripples."

~Xie Ling Yun, Chinese Poet 

THE WINGS and the KITE

By Leah C Dancel

THE WINGS and the KITE

On

the wings

of a plane,

I imagine

myself flying high

like a kite caught among

the clouds of dreams; I often 

wish that I'm in the sky, dancing 

with the stars; swooning over the moon -

gleaming at the sun that beams back at me.

Up, up, away in the celestial sphere!

I long to feel the Elysian breeze,

Breathing in me in circling bow 

Wond'ring where I'll land to rest.

The wings I'm on let me -

view the tranquil scene.

If only life 

are wings with

strings of

Kite!

© Leah C Dancel

Copyright © October 1, 2022

All rights reserved

SH-AUSTRALIA

JADJLY GOOD FELLOW

By Cherrie Facun Dancel

Birthday Dedication 

October 5, 2022

JADJly Good Fellow

A

very

blessed and

happy birthday

to the one who makes

a day full of

laughter with

his rare

jokes.

I

asked God

to bless you

with love, joy, hope,

peace, good health, strong faith,

and more years with

family

and best

friends.

You

are a

JADJly good

fellow that no

other can deny.

Days are light

and bright 

when you're

near.

Thank

you for

cracking a

joke that puts a

sweet smile on our lips

and fill our days

with laughter

and fun

time.

A

friendship

is what makes

life worth living.

I want to thank you

for being such

a special 

friend of

mine.

#NINETTE

GOLDEN RAYS of LIFE

By Leah C Dancel

GOLDEN RAYS of LIFE 

A jolly jester in a company of three, 

Whom we adore; there's none like he.

Someone to cherish; he's a brother to us.

Thicker than blood, a kin so kind.

Smiles and laughters, he weaves with glee

And rain turns dry when he's by your side;

He's the sun when your day isn't looking bright.

Today, his golden ray has raised one more strand

To where he stands on that golden sand.

The glinting light of love comes from the heaven's blue

Looking into the future, his life is blessed aglow.

©Leah C Dancel

Copyright © October 5, 2022

All rights reserved

SH-AUSTRALIA 

Dedicated to Jadj Dancel

On his 51st Birthday 

MY SUNRISE WALKABOUT

MY SUNRISE WALKABOUT

By Leah C Dancel

I went on a walkabout one day,

On this promenade I found by chance;

Just on my own, alone by myself,

Enjoying the vista of the sunrise by the sea!

I didn't mind the crisp coolness of the early day;

As my heart was warmed by the beauty I see

While ambling on the sea breeze wafted over me

Lovely to savour that took my breath away.

I stopped for a while to lean on the railside;

Soaking in the tranquility of the tide;

Silently watching the horizon glimmering

In lambent pastel golden glow.

This boardwalk is a safe place to stroll:

A great hideaway from the humdrums of life;

A place of refuge when cares tend to overwhelm ...

Just walk with peace your heart desires - right in here! 

© Leah C Dancel

Copyright © September 18, 2022

All rights reserved

SH-AUSTRALIA

Photo credit to Peter Baxter

Kings Beach, Caloundra, Queensland

September 13, 2022

PICTURE PERFECT

By Leah C Dancel

PICTURE PERFECT 

(Dedicated to a young budding artist:

Jema Elizabeth Abellera Cejero)

Perfect brush 

on edge of the canvas; 

elaborate stroke contoured

with finery in detailed control -

it's an artist's landscape

of her imagination.

Transfixed into the unknown

as she explored her hands

onto the board of mastery.

Beside the easel is a palette

of nature's endowed colours: 

red, yellow and blue;

orange, green and violet.

They're somewhat akin 

to a rainbow 

that hangs in the sky. 

Garbed in witty art smock,

she, in peace, found pleasure

and smiled at her own work of art:

To what I see is Picture Perfect!

©Leah C Dancel

Copyright © September 17, 2022

All rights reserved

SH-AUSTRALIA

BIO: 

Jema Elizabeth A. Cejero

13 years old, high school student.

Her passion for art begun at 4 years old from humble scribblings like what most toddlers do who learn to hold a pencil on blank sheet of paper. Born to parents who are both school teachers.

GALLERY 

Original Artworks by Jema

The Road Known As Life

By Jeffrey Cejero

The Road Known As Life

The road known as life

Has many ups and downs

There are uphills

And sometimes, downhills.

The road known as life

May lead you to a direct path

But most of the time, 

It’s a long winding path.

The road known as life

Is traversable in all seasons

It’s open in spring, summer or autumn

And even in winter, life must go on.

The road known as life

Is not always made of perfect concrete

Sometimes, it’s a rough road and rocky

And there are times, it’s slippery and muddy

The road known as life

Is adorned with blades and thorns

You might even bitten by a snake 

Or a victim of a hit and run along your way.

The road known as life

Is also shining with opportunities

And at the end of the journey,

You could even give your brightest smile.

9/11/22

THE ROAD

By Jeffrey Cejero

The Road

The road

Has many ups and downs.

There are uphills

And sometimes, downhills.

The road

May lead you to a direct path

But most of the time, 

It is tiring and winding.

The road

Is traversable in all seasons.

It’s open in spring, summer or autumn

And even in winter, the journey must go on.

The road

Is not always made of perfect concrete.

Sometimes, it is rough and rocky

And there are times, it’s slippery and muddy.

The road

Is adorned with blades and thorns.

You might even bitten by a snake 

Or a victim of a hit and run along your way.

The road

Is also shining with opportunities.

And at the end of the journey,

You could even smile as you peacefully close your eyes.

(C) Jeffrey Cejero

9/11/22

Footprints On The Shore

By Lucky Stephen Onyah 

#Footprints_On_The_Shore

There are footprints on our shores

Inconsistent pattern without trace

None could tell if its an entry or exit

Every evening the tides wipe it clean

By morn will appear fresh footprints

Ours isn't a ferry way nor is it harbor

However, 24/7/365 men ceaselessly

Breeze in and out with the flow of tide

Had I not enquired from the captains

Off course, this out of cheer curiosity

The destinations intended from it all

How much it is worth for such a trip

Perhaps the reason behind this drive

It dawned on me that its true worth:

Bad news, its a ten years wage cost

Worse of it all is the wayfarers plight

Worst on the list is the unknown path

Not comparable to the migratory bird

Which via mere instinct roam in hope

These anywhere lands appear ahead

For in as much as the shores bustling

And sweet voices onshore are calling 

These birds hop out, follow fate's call

Not knowing for certain what awaits

As men troop out to what is foreign 

So also we welcome daily strangers

Then I wonder why all the mad rush!?

By Lucky Stephen Onyah

All Copy Rights Strictly Reserved

            14th September 2022

Image credit to right owner

There is a place

©Hedda Tady

There is a place where we all dwell that’s hidden from plain view. How I wish I can show you.

Heaven is what you wish.

Never knowing you’re already there. Paradise is home, there’s nothing out here that’s a balm to all the wounds you think you have that are yet to heal.

But you were made to think your life is but a poor substitute for what your lords have, had and will continue to have for such is their curse. ‘Tis not a gift to never have walked barefoot, bare skin on ground ‘neath your feet. If only you knew how to feel beyond your flesh. 

Wind on your bare face untouched  by dyes that masquerade as beauty. Sunkissed cheeks that glow under a moonlight. Eyes that meet under the refuge of trees as old as time.

How do I show you all these? 

What gestures do I have some power over so I can take the cobwebs off your eyes so you may truly see? 

Life is fading away from this little body. Much wars has it won and fought. Wars that had nothing to do with winning, but more in freeing… freeing that, and those, who I am uncertain truly wish for liberty. 

Alas, being blind they would rather choose. For at least in it, they can delude themselves they are life… or joy… or bliss.

‘Tis not so, I know.

Does not matter. 

The illusion is a win for some.

Does not matter that it ain’t so for you.

Source: FB

"DET VOBIS PACEM IN PERPETUUM"

Tribute to Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II 

(April 21, 1926 - September 8, 2022)

RIP

"DET VOBIS PACEM IN PERPETUUM"

(Tribute to Queen Elizabeth II 1926-2022)

Your crown is jewelled with love, duty and service

You're stout-hearted, having a sound judgement -

With embracing soul worthy to the Stone of Destiny.

Your life is wholly dedicated to the oath you pledged 

Devoted in faith - you vowed  your reign, 'be it short or long'.

A queen of dignity, honour, and power ;

Unrelenting to worldly pressures, stoically unmoved; 

You have given all till your spirit gave up

You've surpassed life's strifes over and above the will under heaven.

Your outstanding hold is beyond incredulity

The strength you possessed - unmatched by heroes, living or dead.

You're a legendary monarch in  modern history

None of world leaders has claimed the essence of that name.

Your frame became fragile of age, 

quietly in the absence of 'strength and stay'

The Crown upon your Head of Honour

you've now bequeathed to the anointed King, 

In silence you surrendered your will to the Almighty.

Farewell dearly beloved Queen 

May you journey on to the highest realm.

"Det vobis pacem in perpetuum.."

("May He give you peace forever")

© Leah C Dancel

Copyright © September 14, 2022

All rights reserved

SH-AUSTRALIA

Comment:

Beautiful tribute to the Queen. It comes from the heart; that’s why it’s so meaningful. from Teresita Sy Giok Liong,  September 15, 2022

Phillip came to me today

Poem Tribute to Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II

Written by  JOANNE BOYLE, September 8, 2022 published at Poetry dotcom

Phillip came to me today,
and said it was time to go.
I looked at him and smiled,
as i whispered that "I know"
I then turned and looked behind me,
and seen I was asleep.
All my Family were around me,
and I could hear them weep.
I gently touched each shoulder,
with Phillip by my side.
Then I turned away and walked,
with My Angel guide.
Phillip held my hand,
as he lead the way,
to a world where King's and Queens,
are Monarch's every day.
I was given a crown to wear
or a Halo known by some.
The difference is up here,
they are worn by everyone.
I felt a sense of peace,
my reign had seen its end.
70 years I had served my Country,
as the peoples friend.
Thank you for the years,
for all your time and love.
Now I am one of two again,
in our Palace up above.

WINTER

MICRO PROMPT

by Leah C Dancel

The London Visit (Dipolog Glimpses)

By Rosemary Miranda

The London Visit (Dipolog Glimpses)

For an English Major wayback in college

a visit to the Queen's place to pa homage

is a dream come true for this gal from a village

to breathe in the very air for the queen

andsomewhat feel a bit of royalty with fine women from the local scene

the grandeur of the place of great bards

the magnificent giving of prestigious awards

who can forget the chilly air in the gardens

the smart guards on constant alertness

the savory taste of scones and tea,endless

the tingling feeling of setting foot in castles

watching operas and praying in cathedrals

riding in its left hand drive taxis and buses

or taking snapshots outside red phone boxes

staring at the Eye and the stately Big Ben

passing through London Bridge of my dream

Feeling the Harry Potter fever

add to it Sherlock Holmes of Baker Street

Kneeling in St.Paul's Cathedral

a two-day trip to Scotland was a bonus

Holyrood Castle and Lochness cruise

museums galore fill the senses

All this a tribute to an earthly queen

who chose to leave this world

on the day the heavenly Queen was born

Farewell Queen Elizabeth  II

(rapmiranda 9-9-2022 7:02am)

MY BEAUTIFUL FAMILY

By Leah C Dancel

"The heart has its reasons, 

which reason does not know… 

We know truth, 

not only by the reason, 

but also by the heart." 

~Blaise Pascal

Katoomba NSW

August 16, 2020

My beautiful family.

We rose from the ashes,

not knowing that the ember

of fiery trials was on our side.

We rose from endless hurdles,

keeping our heads afloat,

above the flotsam of lack and want.

All life's upheavals were shaken off -

like dust that powders the surface;

They were storms we braved on -

that made us stronger day by day.

We just picked up the broken pieces; 

Quietly, we trod the road to recovery.

© Leah C Dancel

Copyright © September 8, 2022

All rights reserved

SH-AUSTRALIA

Comment:

"Excellent description of family's trials and overcoming the difficulties encountered in life." ~Teresita Sy Giok Liong, September 8, 2022

  

THE LADIES

By Dr Deena

The Ladies

You are so Special and so heart-warming, 

so kind, loving and graceful, each and everyone of you. 💖

You nurture the future selflessly,

You ensure our species' immortality,

Nothing makes you happier than seeing those you love, happy. 😊🙏

Dignity comes naturally to you like love is drawn to children. 

Your eyes are so compassionate and loving and your voice is so soft, 

like an exhilarating breeze on a beautiful day. 

From you emanates life and love and hope and so we look at you with awe and joy, 

and adore, cherish, worship and protect you as much as we can. 

God bless you all,

The gentle women we know. 

How fortunate has the planet been since the All Mighty blessed us with you. 💖

Deena Padayachee

Source: Facebook

September 4, 2022

UNTITLED by Leah C Dancel

MICRO POEM

(Inspired by Jeffrey Cejero)

Waking up to a rain, my heart searches in vain;

A sunny face I long, but how could I be wrong?

The day seems utterly grim and with a look so dim;

I will hold my head high, not letting out a sigh.

© Leah C Dancel

Copyright © September 4, 2022

All rights reserved

SH-AUSTRALIA 

Photo: Sydney Harbour

Circular Quay

August 31, 2022

Comment Verse

For you have us to make you smile.

But should you need to let out a sigh,

Here are our shoulders, for always, not just for awhile.

©Jadj Dancel 

The Grass That Was Me

By Jeffrey Cejero

#AnythingFriday

The Grass That Was Me

I was born a loser, always felt a loner.

Destined to kiss the land, ne'er to touch the sky grand. 

I am easily swayed and have nothing but blade.

Puddles can make me drown, summer can burn my crown.

I wish I were a tree that could grow tall and free

Whose fruits could touch the sky and leaves would never dry.

Here is a wild flower as fresh as a shower.

It blooms with a sweet smile, attracting bees from miles.

One extreme summer day, a lightning struck the hay.

Fire spread and burned us all, and we were judged to fall.

The wild flower was gone, the tree had no more dawn.

The low-lying weak grass that was me, turned to dust.

The bright moon waxed and waned, and dark clouds rolled and rained.

The burnt earth seemed weeping, thirsty roots were growing

Until my first leaves grew, giving me life that's new.

Life is full of wonders, a puzzle to ponder.

I may not be a tree as tall as you can see.

I'm not a wild flower that blooms smiles of power.

All I have are green blades, my source of hues and shades.

Happiness is a choice, a million to rejoice.

(C) Jeffrey D. Cejero

       09/03/2022

Australia Postcard Micro promot

By Rosemarie P Miranda

Number 1

Rated Excellent 

Micro Prompt Quatrain Free Verse

Australia of my Dream

The magic and mystic of this continent

is the dream of a lifetime for a wanderlust

the rolling hills,clear azure waters beckon

wonders of nature and man combined

The woodlands teem with life

the cities regal,buildings stately

the perfect place for a family get-away

the winds chime,music sublime

 A land  down under overwhelms the senses

gustatory delights for the  picky taste buds

The museum and opera houses cradle

its culture artistic proofs of man and nature

Bring me to this place of wonder

to flap my wings,unleash my words

to shape a poem of simple grandeur

My fervent wish for next year's spring

(rapmiranda 9-2-2022 1:24pm)

September 4, 2022

#MicroPromptQuatrainFreeVerse

Rated: Marvelous 

Australia

Australia, a distant land

Where the aborigines live

Arid land and immense deserts

Side by side with the most intense cities.

Australia queen of Oceania

Where the roads go on forever

A coral barrier appears

We come from far away to admire it.

Australia island land

Where the water is always so clear

An island lies beside it

Tasmania it was named.

Australia mountain area

Where the desire to be free wins us over

Uluru, Kata Tjuta, sacred mountains

Are wonders to visit.

© Myriam Ghezaïl Ben Brahim 

2/9/2020