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Autumn Blues


 

I walk on a street

Filled with skeleton trees

And a ground of leaves.

 

They sway.

They dance, you know.

Through the sound

And the strength of the wind that blow.

They change color

Green, yellow, red.

Sometimes I wonder

Why it gets colder.

This time of the year

The dark is longer.

 

I wonder.

Is it the world and its method

Of keeping things balanced as it should?

Or is it to keep things unbalanced?

Is it the same gravity

That makes the leaves fall to the ground

as the one that pulls you to me?

 

I wonder.
 
 

A poem by Jose

 

Tuesday, 25 November 2014
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Bubbly

Nick Kocharhook



What is it you do
that makes me
float
fly
and
flutter?

Do you know how it feels
to be on the receiving end
of your smiles and speech?
Do you know that you shine
brighter than the sun?

To know that you feel the same as I do
is a threefold utopian dream.

Maybe this is just a dream
And maybe I don’t want to wake up.
Right now,
I am happy. Right now,
All is good.

Never do I want this to change. 



- A love poem by Jose
Wednesday, 19 February 2014
Posted by Unknown

A Place to Call Home




the noise of the turbines,

the abundance of x-ray machines,

the chatter of people

some with tears, some without;

they start to get to me.


I walk.

left.

right.

while pulling this bag of mine, I think:

this is it. I’m leaving home.


it starts getting in to me.

this is it, I’m leaving home

in hopes of finding a better place

to call home.

- Jose





Friday, 29 November 2013
Posted by Unknown

Where I Grew Up





(source: www.freehdw.com)





I grew up in a country full of history,

From the Spanish Era to the Americans,

From Martial Law to People Power.

I grew up in a country filled with passion,

From sports to flag-waving

From  one helping hand to

A community.

I grew up in a country

That never loses hope.

From one war to the other,

From one calamity and another,

My country stands still.

We may cry,

We may fall,

You may stick us with dirt,

With trials,

With tragedies,

We will stand up.

And we will continue

To survive.

Because I grew up in a country,

Where there is unity.

Where love, hope and passion,

Are our inspiration.

For we are a strong nation,

That will continue to hold on

No matter what the situation.



- Janine
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