This place is mine. My fortress against the outside, Against others, My memorial that they will not forget. Here my spirit lies For I am not dead. Merely Unseen, Invisible … Continue reading My Little Corner
Category: In Retreat
The Waves in My Ears
It’s meditative, The waves in my ears, Floating with the tide, Water caressing my back, head, and buttocks, A plump buoyancy present since my days of baby fat. Old memories … Continue reading The Waves in My Ears
Salvation for the 2020’s
The Lord said: come all who are weak and weary. My burden is light and easy. Light and easy My own is anything but. It’s not all self-inflicted. In these … Continue reading Salvation for the 2020’s
New-found Paranoias
Once bit, twice shy Twice-stung reluctantly dry They say pain is a good motivator But what about phantom pains? The fear of aggravating injury Or repeating the same mistake The … Continue reading New-found Paranoias
The Sting of Halted Expectations
Small inconveniences More annoying than hurtful The aborted plans and wishful thinking Left under stifling heat I watched from afar but not far enough Actual experience different from expectations Both … Continue reading The Sting of Halted Expectations
Bladder Blather
To pee is as natural as it is annoying
It’s a healthy inconvenience
Something primal and instinctual
Liquid in, liquid out
Woe to those in long car rides
Or those exploring in parts unknown
Your body is against you
Marking a trail away from home
It’s misfortune for it to be a struggle
It’s herculean to hold it in
This functioning bladder of mine
Is an opponent that always wins
Yellow Nights
Lights at ankle height
Guides toward safety,
A gated community
Hidden in the mountains
Commercialized nature at its best
Courtesy of SMDC
Concrete passages
Light from behind
Welcome to man made paradise
An exciting opportunity
Premature retirement
Courtesy of SMDC
Yellow night
The trees haves eyes
Yellow light
Buzzing flies
A nice apartment is for the best
Courtesy of SMDC
A Christmas among the Trees
I live in the tropics,
Barren of snow, full of Christmas spirit.
The sun, hot and humbling
Makes me thankful for the trees
Just shady plants, no shady plans,
The opposite of a busy bee.
I praise the Great Creator.
His Son, the savior from Man’s Fall.
I feel the palms surround me,
Flowers, grasses and vines abound
I remember His journey to Jerusalem,
His determined steps on sacred ground.
I adore the peace, the not so quiet,
The birds call and other ambient sounds,
The running water, the playful breeze,
Uncrowded delights, and time with family.
I live close to earthly paradise, here in the Philippines
But I await the one on the other side, I hear it’s Heavenly.
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