season singing

traversing the same route five times a week presents me a repeating view again and again and yes, again. the sight of houses, from well-made to thatched huts, occasionally interrupted by massive spaces filled with wild grasses or field of rice stalks, and once with a huge mall. the neighborhood will then be replaced with the passing silhouettes of trees lined prim and proper along the edge of the paved, wide highways. then the homes and factories and taller buildings will wave hello as if to signal the end of the highway and the beginning of the honk-filed and jam-packed city road.

with every single day passing, only the heat of the sun and the cold raindrop dripping are the signals of the Philippines’ two seasons’ ending — wet and dry. (and most of the time, like now, they seem to be fond of overlapping. like summer for the day and thunder and lightning for the evening.) as much as i wish to witness the season’s undressing from winter, spring, summer, and fall, i am only blessed by the summer sun and the sometimes gentle sometimes harsh monsoon showers. 

yet still blessed, yes, for i am among the billions of soul experiencing the warmth of morning sun and the darkness of the velvet evening. to live and to be living, itself is a blessing.

the summer sun and
the monsoon rain take their turns.
my grateful heart sings.

09.05.2017
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Photo by Devil_Jameson RAGE on Unsplash

In response to Haibun Monday: Komorebi by Toni of kanzensakura.
I would like you all to write a haibun about how you are affected by season changes, if you do any special activities, what you have done in the past or have planned for the future season between seasons
dverse

 

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On Choosing Happiness

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My dear, my darling, my love,
choose happiness,
always.

©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.
Photo credit: Proverbs 31 Ministries
For 3 Days, 3 Quotes Challenge as tagged by devereaux frazier and Ladylee Manila. ❤
Please join if you want. Let’s spread some motivations? 🙂

To the Holder of my life’s map

I know You since I’m three or two.
You know life’s hell that I’ve been through.
Up, down, and up again
Rollercoaster life feels like I’m in vain.

Surrender, that’s what I did,
as I sink in the sea of grief.
My dream is dead, I said to self,
as I smell my failure’s stench.

I let go, and let You lead,
as my hope slowly fall asleep.
At my lowest, You came finally.
I touched the sky, on bended knee.

10.09.2015
©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer

Photo credit: ilovehdwallpapers
Inspired by: Touch the Sky by Hillsong
Originally written for Blogging University’s WRITING 201: Day 05 Assignment.

Monthly Date (Blog Content, Announcement and a Question)

Will you guys agree with me that time is in a rush? Geez. One year’s now down to four months! Too fast!

So before August ends, let us have some coffee, or maybe tea. But hey! It’s A Reading Writer’s 2nd birthday so we have wines and beers and cocktails around. Cheers!!!

Come, let’s start!

A Bit Calmer August

A Reading Writer has a bit calm August! Yeah, believe it or not. 😀  

Looking back, I was able to:

  • Resume writing for:
  1. Wednesday – Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writer
  2. Thursday – Three Line Tales
  3. Friday – Friday Fictioneers
  • Publish the free verse poems I have written and stocked in a Google doc since February!

But I was not able to:

  • Post 2016 Reading Challenge update and Book Reviews. (I have 18 pending reviews. Geez.)

So… here comes a…

Throwback September

Why throwback? It’s because…

  • A Reading Writer just turned two and I want to look back on what I have posted last year! 😀
  • I started blogging with book reviews, so I’ll try to do it again. 😉

This means this month… my posts will be:

  • Throwback posts! 😀 (Yes!)
  • Book reviews! (I’m keeping my fingers-crossed).
  • And prompt-takes! 😀

Announcements

Aside from the editorial calendar, I would also want to let you know that A Reading Writer is now on Instagram too!!!

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My IG gallery has a combination of old and new poems and it will be a great delight if we can connect there, too. (Just in case you are in IG, too!) 😉

Question!

Before we make a final toast I would like to ask you something! 😀 (I asked this to Mandi, already! <3)

I told you last time that I am done writing the 100 poems for my debut poetry book. 🙂 As I plan on how to move forward with it, with little agonized steps, I would like to know which type of book do you usually buy. Is it print or the kindle/ebook version?

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Your thoughts will mean a lot to me, guys! 🙂 (Note: This is not a debate guys. 😀 More of a survey!)

Thank you!!!

Here’s to a splendid September! 🙂

Photo via Unsplash and buzzfeed.com

A Reading Writer’s 2-Year Journey

WARNING: This is a loooong post!

It has been eight years since I dreamed of having a blog. Something I can call my own. Honestly, I have fears of bashers and grammar Nazis. People who might critique my write-ups. People who might oppose my opinions. Yes, it took me those long years to have the courage to publish my thoughts, my views and my what-not’s. Now it will be all available for the viewing and reading netizens. I am now ready for either praises or rejections, for either wow! or boo!, for anything that this blogosphere has in store for A Reading Writer like me.

“There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.” – Maya Angelou, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings

Now my agony has ended.

Two years ago, the post above titled Agony had been the first published piece in A Reading Writer. Looking back, I was like a brave, excited child dipping her toes in a cool yet fun swimming pool for the first time. Months after I posted several book reviews, knew some book bloggers, the excitement waned. After posting 36 posts in September 2014, the following months were almost left in vain.

Why?

Maybe because life happened. Or maybe because I lost the first splash of joy. Maybe like a tireless child blogging seemed not the wonderland that I thought it was. Instead of making it a regular hobby, I posted every now and then. Right until its first anniversary, I only have 100 followers!

Maybe because A Reading Writer for its first year existed, but it is not breathing yet.

Then came September 2015 which has been the turning point of this blog, and my writer life.

Turning Point

It was September 07, 2016. Writing 101’s first day asked: Why Do I Write? And my answer is:

Writing is like breathing with words.

Since then, that line has been engraved in my heart and mind. And Writing 101 made me embrace it, tight.

Because of Writing 101, I wrote my FIRST EVER flash fiction titled Seasons. I was in high school when I used to write stories through scripts, but after that, I forgot doing it and then! Geez. The excited kid in me was jumping up and down after I wrote that piece. 🙂

And I think it served as a wake-up call for me that, hey, I think I can write, creatively!

Seasons was followed by I think three or more fictions and it was all because of the support of these bloggers (SHOUT-OUT to my former W101 classmates!) :

My first Writing 101 has been AWESOME so I joined again the following month! 😀

And I am glad I did! Not just because I was able to practice writing but most of all because I met mooooore GREAT writers like:

BUT most especially… it was October 2015 when I met some special writers who have been my CONSTANT supporters and my DEAREST friends: 

(So October will be our first year anniversary guys! 😀

Road to Poetry

The first two Writing 101 courses have opened the doors of flash fictions for me. So because my writing fingers were jittery, I followed it up with Writing 201: Poetry and another Writing 101: Poetry!

I have come across several talented, encouraging and inspiring writers which include:

I have written poetic love letters (blushing) when I was in college but I bid goodbye to my poetic pen since I graduated. Real-life is harsh. But slowly, beginning October 2016, my poetic pen and my freshly awaken writer-self had a reunion. (And they never parted since then.)

People Behind The Blog

Some might think that just because I am the writer of this blog means I am the sole person behind its two-year journey. But I am not. Yes, I write and schedule posts. But behind A Reading Writer is a group of people who’ve been the keys on who A Reading Writer have become.

I know this is a looong post already but I don’t want to close this without mentioning again those who remained.

The writers I admire who take time to comment and read my work:

Most especially… my ever-CONSTANT readers who try to read each and every post. Those who never fail to tell me what is right and what is wrong. My own little circle of the most talented writers/poets who I am proud to call my PERSONAL bestfriends and sisters and brother…

…you guys are just the most beautiful souls!

I admire your works but more so your souls.

YOU are the reason why I write.

You are like the carbon dioxide that I inhale to create my oxygen-words.

I love you from the bottom of my chubby heart. ❤

On Ending a Writer’s Agony

Two years after I first posted for A Reading Writer, I think my writer-heart still keeps a box of agony. As Maya Angelou said: “There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.”

I think my muse is still keeping tons of untold stories, so yes, the agony is still there. But now I can handle it better.

Because I am within a lovely community, and I know my heart’s story is written by He.

CHEERS, everyone!!!

P.S. I’m done writing the 100 poems for my debut book! 😀

Effulgent

The pregnant tree has never dared to let a sunray pass through its leaf-filled twigs, until the witty wind let out a happy sigh that made the stubborn tree dance for a while.

As the branches swayed with the wind, the rays has finally reached the tree’s inner soul. It was then it realized how it needed some sun to fill its gloomy, hidden holes.

Now let me tell you, I am the tree and you are my sun. And I am glad that I let you in.

©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer

Photo credit: Unsplash, wocado.com

Word prompt: Melinda Kucsera of In Media Res (Thank you, dearest friend!)