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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
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| 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
- A love poem by Jose
Wednesday, 19 February 2014
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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
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Where I Grew Up
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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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