LET'S SAVE THE EARTH

Lifted from ILA with permission from the Author: Shiw Shankar Shaw

Let's Save the Earth.

For one minute let's stop our hand .

Let the earth breathe and stand .

Let the nature live it's life .

Then only humans can survive.

Vehicles will stop plying on the road .

There will be no sound and pollution afore .

The earth will again breathe free .

Then only humans can live in spree.

The factories will stop for a while .

Then only the earth will be saved from guile. 

Chimneys will stop emitting smoke .

Then only peace will evoke .

Fellers will stop cutting the trees .

The trees will stand erect with gree .

Greenary will once again prevail .

Then only humans can live in gale .

Fishermen will stop catching fish .

The fish will swim freely at ease .

There will be no hurl and fight .

Then only humans can enjoy the beautiful sight .

There will be no war but peace .

Amicably the war will end and cease .

Let there be fraternity in life .

Then only the earth and humans will survive .

The earth is bleeding profusely.

There's no one to feel the painful sound .

If humans don't awake now .

The earth will soon annihilate with vow .

By Shiw Shankar Shaw

India 

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Quote for Today

"Find ecstasy within yourself. 

It is not out there. 

It is in your innermost flowering. 

The One you are looking for is you. You are the traveler and 

you are the destination. 

In experiencing the ecstasy 

of your own Being, you have 

achieved the final goal."

~Osho~

SATURDAY BLISS

By Dr. Crispina Vedra-Diego

7-30-22 

Early morning sun did not come out,

               And tiny little plants begin to sprout,

               For the rain has not stopped falling,

               Since early morning dawn awakening.

               I can hear the birds still tweeting

               With a couple of them chasing,

               Flying over the plants and flowers,

               Enjoying the cool,watery morning.

               Though the rain continues its pouring,

                I thank God for all the blessings,

                In everything I am so  grateful,

                Life is full, wonderful and beautiful,

                When heart is joyful and peaceful.

               This is the day that the Lord has made,

                Make it part of life's moment to live,

               Today's memory is part of my journey,

                Everything becomes a part of me,

                And I thank God for today I see,

                Another day to embrace with glee.

                        SATURDAY BLISS

LCD Quotes

"Happiness is when you live life full of appreciation and gratitude." ~Leah C. Dancel, July 30, 2022

"Humanity is in the heart of those who value humans." ~Leah C. Dancel, August 13, 2022 on Fragrance of Peace by Ikwulono Mohammed Senison 

"I'd rather be 

with a deaf and a mute

whose language is silence 

Than with normal people 

whose mood is unpredictable,

who can't handle their temper,

and ironically advocate 

love and peace, 

but only 

by lip service."

~Leah C. Dancel

August 25, 2022

"Leaders who lead with wisdom and by Godly examples will yield good leaders for many tomorrows." ~Leah C Dancel on YOUTH DAY acrostic by

Ikwulono Mohammed Senison 

LOST CHILD

By Leah C Dancel

In time of despondency 

and mirthless ingratitude of opportunity;

I seek your face to hide myself In Thee.

You turn not Thyself away from me,

But embrace me. You give me comfort

Like a little child lost in her world of care.

You soothe my troubled heart

As you whisper your heavenly love

You straighten my wrinkled soul

And gently wipe the tears from my eyes

With a smile beaming from the sky.

©Leah C Dancel 

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March 11, 2019

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A SULTRY NIGHT

ILA WOW Weekly Challenge

July 27, 2022

Best Entry 

SULTRY NIGHT

A sultry night and everyone is in their effervescent mood

The atmosphere somewhat in disarray and men and women rather getting loquacious

It must be the cocktails they can't stop helping, with one sip too many

Too exquisite, perhaps, to their connoisseur taste 

That one round deserves another so to speak 

The social circle amongst the elite is becoming a POTHER-some nuisance

Lo and behold, one uninvited guest suddenly appears

A QUIXOTIC figure of formidable affluence silenced the crowd.

Leah C Dancel 

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MADAME BUTTERFLY: PASSAGE

ANYTHING Saturday

(Late for Submission)

DIANE PAULUS Quotes:

"OPERA is the ultimate art form. It has singing and music and drama and dance and emotion and story."

With Elena Zaragoza Escubio 

Joan Sutherland Theatre

Sydney Opera House

Madame Butterfly

July 22, 2022

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Puccini's fame in opus grande composition of Madame Butterfly took him five times to rewrite before it lifted off to earn the highest accolades performed by stellar Aria artists all over the world.

"Opera as an ultimate form of art", in my view,  is a counterpoint to Poetry in alignment with its elements and tools used to define, design and develop the connectivity of expressions conveyed by the writer relatable to the audience, listeners and readers. 

I purposely didn't do any background reading of Madame Butterfly because I want to feel the verve of the story through what I saw and heard from the performers on stage.  And with the aid of digital and visual transcription, I was on track in following the story with profound amazement by the skills and talents involved in this massive production. 

Madame Butterfly so far is nothing short of theatrics about love, loyalty, betrayal, sacrifice and tragedy; but, "in the end, love is the only thing that matters ..."

MERAKI is the apex of this sterling stage success, a denouement of Giacomo Puccini's "sweeping, uplifting, enchanting and intensely moving stories with music and stories combined" genius work. 

© Leah C Dancel

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GOD'S CREATION

WOW CHALLENGE

GOD'S CREATION 

Finding a panacea of solitary loneliness

In the harbour of a dingled mindfulness

Is it serendipity that I found a shadow of love

In this galactic space of southern land

Where I espy a glorious aurora strand

Gorgeously emitting behind the corridor of the dell

Blossoming like a plethora of yellow bells

A marvellous denouement of God's creation from the beginning. 

© Leah C Dancel

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Photo: Credit to The Mercury, Tasmania

 

August 4, 2022

My piece for the WORDS of the WEEK in MERAKI writing was published in this online magazine for International Language and Arts, where culture meets creativity, founded by Annette Nasser .

Thank you so much for this great honour in recognition to my humble work.

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EVERYTHING BECOMES BEAUTIFUL

By Rado Gatchalian

Everything Becomes Beautiful

by Rado Gatchalian

When a piece of joy

is written in too many possibilities —

even certainties become doubt

and fear becomes hope:

try to keep all those stories,

One day — when the night and day

become too close

that no one can see the difference

between summer and winter:

two places, and two souls, become one.

And everywhere we go:

we can no longer feel loneliness;

as man ponders a great lesson —

all of a sudden:

everything he knows is a dust in the wind;

But perhaps when everything is lost

and given to a power no one can hold:

only love and obedience

can give peace —

a warrior surrenders to the will —

A child becomes the willing star,

born from a gift given hundred years before;

and as he climbs every mountain:

to find the richness of the world —

he fails every attempt.

But as he travels back to a place called Home —

he finds under the tree in his garden of Eden

a poem that speaks the most eloquent lesson:

when you stop looking,

everything becomes beautiful.

(Photo by Reyna, Fall 2020 Shelton CT)

SOLITARY JOURNEY

By Leah C Dancel

SOLITARY JOURNEY

In peace there is happiness

In solitude - contentment;

An escape into the woods

of serene and tranquility,

provides a place

of solace and comfort;

away from the world

of fallacies and vagaries.

Copyright @2006 Leah C. Dancel

Quakers Hill NSW

15 February 2004

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Photo: Audley National Royal Park

Janauary 1, 2021

TRUE FRIENDSHIP : Essay

By Leah C Dancel

Dedicated to a College Classmate in Pharmacy at Southwestern University, Urgello Street, Cebu City 

Ninfa Pia Priebe

Bavaria, GERMANY 

July 10, 2022

Prologue:

"Live for today but hold your hands open to tomorrow. Anticipate the future and its changes with joy. There is a seed of God's love in every event, every circumstance, every unpleasant situation, in which you may find yourself." ~Barbara Johnson

The quote above is one inspirational line to appease that Life matters even to the most downtrodden ones.

Passage:

It wasn't long that I found one long lost friend over the years, and now I found another one. And a bit more of others. 

Ninfa Pia as she was known before was a classmate in the university of the College of Pharmacy in Cebu City.

Our friendship blossomed into trust  and sisterhood camaraderie. She's the only one who stood by my side during the turbulent times I had to face many challenges during the tenure of my Leadership as the College Department President. Now I said it for the first time. For those who disparaged me and put me to shame can only judge for themselves. The truth is my guiding light

TRUE FRIENDSHIP 

"Friends love through all kinds of weather" is a biblical-based barometer of true friendship.

True friendship doesn't need to be measured by length of time. It is established by the commonality of 

two empaths who have shared  clairsentient on unspoken values and beliefs surrounding their life's circumstances, events, experiences and situations that befall them.

It is a bond bordered on mutual trust, honesty, camaraderie and respect. A friendship with open arms, in-depth understanding and ever flowing outgoing concern for each other which is extended to their families, friends and even strangers.

A friendship that gives an impact to each side, a friendship that makes a difference by supporting each through thick and thin. I have felt that friendship in a college classmate I have just found, and, again through Facebook.

Our tears, pain and hardships we both suffered due to poverty in the past  didn't give us the reason to give up life. We pursued our dreams beyond belief. And that dream is simply to live, to appreciate and be grateful of every blessing we breathe in and out.

We are a living testimony of that lasting "True Friendship" even if it only resides in the mind and heart of our souls. We may be separated by unforeseen circumstances but our spirits remain unbeaten and unbroken.

Post Script: 

My friend now lives in Germany with two children and a grandson. Thank you Ninfa P. Priebe for your special friendship I have never forgotten through the years!  

© Leah C Dancel

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COMMENTS

Nene Mamone - That's a very inspiring token of friendship. You're also one of the lucky people to have good friends around the globe.

Lolita Padigos Florido - Very well said....❤❤❤

I'm very proud of you, Leah....highly appreciated! A former student of mine, a well respected and popular student leader during her time , who's a pharmacist by profession is also a writer! Keep up the good work, my dear...CHEERS!🥂🍷🍷❤❤❤

Terzanelle ILA Challenge

Top 3

Barq

Bande

Tejada

Honourable Mention

Jeffrey Cejero

Certificate of Appreciation

A F. Besnik Lamaj

Dolores Lapinid 

Kalucharan Sahu

Terzanelle 1:Untitled 

By Mushtaque Barq

Who in my attire is whirling at bay

shaking hands with the wandering wild frill,

luring this  pulse mine to call it a day?

nursing never this half buried seed's fill

that in the deadly silence stayed for ages,

shaking hands with the wandering wild frill

for want of caring hands and wider cages

carrying a labour in depths to sprout 

to serve those who live on meagre wages

and even in their dreams, they never shout 

for their bellies are baskets baked in hearth 

carrying a labour in depths to sprout 

and on the rough planes of pain they give birth

to a race devoid of the want and wish

and on their waxy pillow mourns the mirth

and from their broken plates slip a wish

who in my attire is whirling at bay

as compromise only serves them a dish

luring this  pulse mine to call it a day?

c@ Mushtaque Barq

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By Nang Lorie #Terzanelle 2

A PLAINT

To be born in this world to live alone

With not a love is cruel destiny

To whom shall I appeal my plaint unknown. 

You gave yourself to flirtation for free

Vain you maybe my mother you I want

With not a love is cruel destiny.

Begot by you your love does truly haunt

Abandonment my lot is hard to bear

Vain you may be my mother you I want.

It pains to be the child you hate to care

Some rumors hint you're a pretty one

Abandonment my lot is hard to bear.

Am I a gift of no important sun?

You never see me all my lonesome days

Some rumors hint you're a pretty one.

I hope there's warmth alive to blaze

Your joy I'll be when age begins to daze

To be born in this world to live alone

To whom shall I appeal my plaint unknown.

Loreta C Bande  ©️ lcbande   4722

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Terzanelle 3 by 

Note: Para 1, line 1 and 3 didn't rhyme

©Kalucharan Sahu

Waiting For You , Oh Dear

Tercets:

Since long I am waiting for you to come 

On the sledge of the night, in the dark ,

Riding on dreams, wading through the storm.

The mirror still has your vermilion mark

Reminding of the days we happily spent 

On the sledge of the night, in the dark .

How quickly our days innocuously went,

And a bunch of suppressed memories ,

Reminding of the days we happily spent.

In your absence it is raining miseries 

Which I am carrying with me forever 

And a bunch of suppressed memories 

I am expecting your knock on my door

To share with you everything once more 

Which I am carrying with me  forever 

Quatrain:

The waiting has become hard to bear

Hope you understand my plight , Oh dear!

Since long I am waiting for you to come

Riding on dreams, wading through the storm .

©Kalucharan Sahu

5th July 2022

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Terzanelle 4 by Myr Reyes E. Tejada

Herald of Empty Days

Birdsongs herald the dawn of empty days

Nudging memories of our sweet lovesongs

Melodies that were erased in the haze.

I used to think with me your heart belongs

An old songbook I found this afternoon

Nudging memories of our sweet lovesongs.

Last night I had a girl talk with the moon

I heard you had left me a souvenir

An old songbook I found this afternoon.

T'was so long ago still your name I hear

Sighed by the breeze with that little secret

I heard you had left me a souvenir.

You promised me you will never forget

The vows we made that forever will be

Sighed by the breeze with that little secret.

Must I endure a new half-century

When each day I awake feeling sorry

Bird songs herald the dawn of empty days

Melodies that were erased in the haze.

Copyright @

Myr Reyes E. Tejada

06/07/2022

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Terzanelle 5 by Jeffrey Cejero 

Fulfilling a Dream

Time moves on infinitely like a stream

Each passing is just a blink of the eyes

Flowing gracefully to fulfill a dream

Winter may come, freezing the tide to rise

Time flows on endlessly till the sun smiles

Each passing is just a blink of the eyes

Kissing each season, travelling in miles

Nothing can block the gushing out of hope

Time flows on endlessly till the sun smiles

Along the way, the stream may pass a slope

Taking time to go, never stops to flow

Nothing can block the gushing out of hope

Each drop is a crystal that loves to glow

Never weakened by height to reach the sea

Taking time to go, never stops to flow

Unlike a lake, the stream is always free

Never weakened by height to reach the sea

Time moves on infinitely like a stream

Flowing gracefully to fulfill a dream

© Jeffrey Cejero

July 9, 2022

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Terzanelle 6 by Dolores Lapinid

#TERZANELLE Bi-Monthly Challenge

Gazing at the Moon

One cold night I went out to see the moon

Wore a black shawl as I sat on the grass

There were crickets chirping a lively tune.

Enjoyed the wind as I sip my wine glass.

Felt solace in my heart at this moment

I know that my burdens will also pass

Life has a moment of joy and torment.

A time to be happy and to be sad

At last, free from long years of discontent.

I don’t need to cry and be really mad

No need for revenge there’s divine justice

They’ve been forgiven, sins wiped from my pad.

It’s midnight and I’m sleepy but found peace.

Thank you moon for keeping me company

You touched me well and made my heart at ease.

Quatrain

before I leave, thanks again for your company

at last I found a new friend, lady moon

I ‘m so happy that the stars are many.

want to return here, with you lady moon.

© Dolores Lapinid

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Terzanelle No. 7 by Beznik Lamaj

# Terzanelle 

Titulli : EJA o NËNË ! .

Hajde o nënë se baba më erdhi

Gjithë dashurinë e zemrës ma derdhi 

Për ty o nën dhe babë s'duroj dotë

Zemra e dridhur dhe sytë me lotë 

Erdhi baba dhe në prehër m'u ul 

Gjith dashuri n e zemrës ma derdhi 

Baba më shtrëngoi me dorën e artë

Si dikur e vogël me flokët e gjatë 

Zemra brengosur dhe qielli mu nxi 

Era e çakërdisur shiun e derdhi 

Nëna dhe baba në ëndërr më erdhi .

Më erdhët të dy si pëllëmba të bardhë

Ju erdhët për vajzën se kishit shum mall 

Mbas shiut të rrëmbyeshëm gjithnjë del ylberi

U shpërndan ret në qiell , dolën rreze dielli .

Mos harroni o fëmijë në jetë babë dhe nën !

S'e për ju ata janë gjithnjë diell dhe hënë 

Nëna dhe babai ju urojnë  jetë të gjatë 

Dhe në botën tjetër , për ju kanë merak .

Autori : Amb .A F. Besnik Lamaj

Vendi : Vlorë Albania Shqipëri

Data : 15/07/2022 

© Të drejtat e autorit të rezervuara.

Translation:

SONG of the FLOWERS

By Khalil Gibran

I am a kind word uttered and repeated
by the voice of Nature;
I am a star fallen from the blue
tent upon the green carpet.
I am the daughter of the elements
with whom Winter conceived;
To whom Spring gave birth;
I was reared in the lap of Summer
and I slept in the bed of Autumn.

At dawn, I unite with the breeze
to announce the coming of light;
At eventide I join the birds
in bidding the light farewell.

The plains are decorated with
My beautiful colors, and the air
is scented with my fragrance.

As I embrace slumber the eyes of
night watch over me, and as I
awaken, I stare at the sun, which is
the only eye of the day.

I drink dew for wine, and hearten to
the voices of birds, and dance
to the rhythmic swaying of the grass.

I am the lover’s gift; I am the wedding wreath;
I am the memory of a moment of happiness;
I am the last gift of the living to the dead;
I am part of joy and a part of sorrow.

But
"... I look up high to see only the light,
and never look down to see my shadow.
This is wisdom which man must learn."

Khalil Gibran
1883-1931

COOKING POETRY

By Leah C Dancel

Of all the Poetry I love,

Cooking Poetry is the most satisfying. 

It nourishes your soul.

It keeps your brain sharper.

It makes you fit and healthy.

It stirs your literary appetite

To write more Poetry.

"Bon appetit!"

©Leah C. Dancel

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