My dear, my darling, my love,
choose happiness,
always.
—
I write because I read. I read because I write.
My dear, my darling, my love,
choose happiness,
always.
—
For Your glory
I will do anything
Just to see You
To behold You as my King
I wanna be where You are
I gotta be where You are
I wanna be where You are
I gotta be where You are
—
When life is hard, when your mind and heart is tired, it is comforting to know that there is someone GREAT who loves us more than most. And HIS presence is enough to calm me down. Shed my tears. Brush off the wounds. And stand again. ❤
P.S. This is also the song I picked because I will be singing here in our church this Sunday. 🙂
—
No stress
can depress
a heart
that feels
blessed.
—
12.13.2015
©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer
Melancholy: A Musette*
I’ve tried
melancholy,
I died.
You gave
me bliss for free,
I’m saved.
—
©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.
Photo credit: Unsplash.com
Word Inspiration: Sarah Doughty of Heartstring Eulogies (Thank you, Sarah!)
*The Musette is an invented verse form that presents the challenge of writing in very short lines. This form was introduced by Emily Romano and found only at Shadow Poetry. The Musette is:
Halakhak
The unforgiving day
has worn me out.
With sulky soul
I entered and heard
the loud laughter
of mom and dad,
followed by
the giggles of
my little lasses and lad.
I went in
and was welcomed
by their warm smiles.
My worn out soul
was revived.
My lungs breathe again.
I am home.
—
©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer
Photo credit: BuzzFeed, Unsplash
In response to Word-High July: 30 Beautiful Filipino Words: Day 28 – Halakhak.
While pain
demands
to be
felt,
smiles
takes seconds
to
melt.
—
©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.
Photo credit: Tristan Colangelo
Read Part 1 here.
While bliss
flees in an
instant,
pain stays
more than a
decade.
—
©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.
Photo credit: Tristan Colangelo
This is the poem I mentioned, Mandi. 🙂
T’was a usual
Monday morning,
until you gave me
goosies without warning.
After reading,
your skeleton’s story,
I had no time
to even fell sorry.
‘Cause your talent
in making me happy,
is incomparable,
oh so, surely.
To roll on the floor
I almost did,
but there’s no carpet,
yes, you noted!
So lemme thank you,
my dear Funsie!
With you, sadness,
will be just a fantasy!
—
©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.
Photo credit: Favim
Ode is a poem praising and glorifying a person, place or thing.
And this ode is for my dearest Fun of Simply Me, who made my week a happy happy one. ❤
I may be flabby.
And you may laugh at me.
I may be meaty.
And surely, you can bully me.
I may be fat.
But I still have a heart.
I may be stout.
But please don’t give me doubts.
Yes, I am chubby.
But you have no right to tell me “I’m not worthy.”
Yes, I am not sexy.
But I can confidently say, “I’m happy.”
Now, let me ask you.
“Are you as happy as me?”
In response to Blogging University’s WRITING 101 Day 17 Assignment:
Day 17: Mine your own material
Imagine a shopper searching for vintage items at a flea market, or an artist using recycled materials to build a sculpture. Can you dig through your online treasures and build upon old stories and existing writing? Here are more ideas:
Scroll through your Facebook wall and see if any posts catch your eye. Do you feel the same as when you first posted something? Can you comment on how you’ve evolved?
This poem is inspired by my Facebook post last April. I reposted a TIME’s article, Kelly Clarkson Talks Weight Criticism With Ellen DeGeneres, because her words have somehow empowered me.
Clarkson, an American singer and the first ever American Idol winner said,
“It’s like, you’re just who you are. We are who we are. Whatever size, and it doesn’t meant that we’re gonna be that forever.”
Can you relate to her?
Do you agree?
Please let me know.
~