Tuesday, November 16, 2010
never grew up at all
i still dream of a doll house
complete with furnishings and all
i like them with all the trimmings
from the floor up to the ceiling
drapes and curtains and appliances
and other electrical devices
as a girl, 'never had my own bedroom
growing up, there wasn't much change
create my own corner, there was no room
in my dreams, was all I can manage
these days, pictures I see on the net
give me the happiness I can get
someday, before my time is up, i can see
someone will make the little girl in me, happy
-------my white-haired angel-----------feb06
Today a white-haired angel passed me by
and asked, "my fair lady, why did you cry?"
"A butterfly bit me", I told him a lie
"Butterflies don't bite!", "that, I wouldn't buy"
So I said, "Okay, listen to my story.
Then answer my questions, though they may sound gory"
He listened intently, albeit so patiently
Then scolded me briefly and said "I'm sorry"
I asked, "You're sorry?" with a little puzzled look
"You've made a mess of your life, look how many years it took"
I said "that's alright, now what really matters,
is that I have fled and escaped, soon nothing can bother".
"Don't rest on your laurels, it is too soon to tell,
that you have escaped unscathed, watch out for the bell!"
"Is there peace in your heart now, is everything well?
Until that happens, then the flowers, you can smell"
My dear white -haired angel, I know your name is WOLFIE
Weathered by experience, pain tears and glory
This childlike heart of mine, will forever hold you dearly"
In your heart of hearts, please, oh please, always keep Jeanie.
Forever you'll be here, though apart.
about things I did and still do.
I thought about life and dreams
and wondered why I'm blue.
I came to know a simple truth
that's been there all along.
I learned that life is all about
being hopeful and being strong.
The hope you have inside your heart
will carry you through life.
The strength and will of body and mind
will counter all the strife.
At times I feel blue and I cry
and think all hope is gone.
But then I look again and find
that tears are gems that shine.
let go and let yourself a good cry
it washes over your soul,
when grief is gone and tears run dry
you're again ready for the goal.
Will I sit again and ponder
about life and what makes it blue?
Perhaps I will and now I know
it's a phase we all go through.
Monday, November 15, 2010
Love her or hate her.
She's a welcome respite
from the Hayden-Halili craze.
Twit*er, Fezbook, Frndstr,
she's all over the place!
a debutante at 60
she'll dance till 90
a diamond-studded R*olex
does it make her complex?
'gotta love the boxer
'gotta love his mother
what about the father?
I don't know, ask her!
in your tiny kingdom
watching over what you think
is your dominion
YRH did you get upset today?
did anyone ruin your day?
was your self-esteem taken away?
the offender, do you want to slay?
uttered by vile lips
a mind cloaked by false knowledge
heading for the kill, a carnage
a quick judgment
handed from your pedestal
high up there, your portal
you think it's made of crystal?
not all days are sunny
not all days are bright
sometimes you must give in to reality
that you are not always right
your mind hides hypocrisy
you judge quickly, that's scary
it's a biased judgment, you fool!
of yourself, i think you're full.
rainbow is hope,
darkness is strife,
pretend is sugar-coat
one moment when i looked
everything's drab and gray
a split second is what it took
all around me, a rainbow display
hope...it filled me
fear...it left me
today is a new day
help is on the way
dreams are not for me
done chasing rainbows
hope, I cannot see
live a day at a time
easier, with no expectations
tomorrow the sun will shine
night and day,that's rotation
numb, that's how I feel
nothing surprises me anymore
happiness, will it come still?
I don't give a damn, that's for sure!
broken dreams and broken hopes
they don't mend, they leave you broke
a hopeful heart conquers all slopes
No, no at all, it's all a joke!
but it can dampen your spirits as well
it can make you feel heavenly,
yet other times, lonely as hell
you can see roses and willows
and a rainbow long after its gone
other times you see dark clouds
even when in the sky you can see the sun
not only the birds sing
when your spirits are up on a swing
yet even angels go speechless
when things look like life is a bad dream
isn't LDR a contradiction of feelings
that relationships are supposed to bring?
but I stop and think, yeah right you are!
even when you're together, it's exactly the same thing!
I'm sorry that I am blue
'can't get back the courage
to put my life back on cue
it's easier to be numb
ignore things, act dumb
i'm letting the days pass like nothing
and I know I will not reap anything
some days are like this, I know
when a smile is put on, for show
faith and hope they are set aside
they'll come back, my time, I bide
I can't dream because I'm sad
I can't dream, I feel bad
soon i hope dreams will come like rain in spring
my heart will be ready for the joy it will bring
when they do snap
they leave scars
make you feel like crap
Crap! the ugly words
said in dismay
the hurting words
that meant to slay
Slay the friendship
forget them chums
kill the fellowship
and be like bums
Bums, you will be
you won't ever be happy
Make peace, you will see
that's the only remedy
it is 5:00 am
there's a song in my head
can't find the lyrics, dang!
a soft melody
went on in loops
over and over and over
i wonder, what's the scoop?
the notes sound so familiar
yet i couldn't make out
seems as though so far away
coming from within, from without
i know this song in my head
from the past without a name
years and years may have gone
but the song remains the same...
I can't help but sometimes panic,
When I need lessons that 8-11 year old minds can reach,
Comprehension and application they should mix.
Times like these when I feel so drained,
And ideas are elusive, they wouldn't flow,
On the Net I'd search till my eyes pained,
There are lucky days when with one click, they'd show.
I wonder if I am on the right track?
The lessons, do I teach them with tact?
It is such a task to teach an English concept,
A game must come with it, showing the subject.
Teaching vocabulary words, one day I was set,
For better recall, a set of words, will be best bet,
Words that go together, those commonly met,
In the classroom, from their schoolbags, they can get.
I asked the class to bring out each item I will say,
Before long, we have some 10 items on display,
a ruler, eraser, notebook, book and paper,
crayons, scissors, pencil, glue and sharpener.
For about three more rounds I soon got everything done,
The names of the ten items, in English, I called out one by one,
I went slowly and clearly, emphasizing the sounds,
I hoped they retain it, even after they're homeward bound.
Recognition of words and objects, the first task now complete,
Application should now follow, before the interest depletes,
Attention span is short, any teacher will get annoyed,
A chance for them to lose it, that's what I must avoid.
I called on ten boys, in front of the class I made them stand,
While the items on a table I carefully aligned,
The table on the far end, the boys in line on the other,
I need them close to me, so it will be easy to whisper.
To the first boy, I whispered, the name of the object in English,
He whispered it to the next boy, then passed to the next, till they finished,
The tenth boy ran to the table, where all the objects lay,
Pick up the item whispered, hand in to teacher, that's the play!
The last boy is the first to run , after that he'll stand first in line,
The same routine done all over, it was great, it was fun!
Ten times they did all over, until all items are done,
The goal is to pick up the correct item, never mind the time.
The game went on though most of the time you can hear giggles.
As they whispered to another's ear, of course it got them tickled!
After all ten items were retrieved, it is now time to check
To find out how many the ten boys got correct.
In the first few rounds, scores were low, I was upset,
Poor recall, it just showed, I failed on my target.
In the last few rounds, results changed, scores were climbing up,
I said, "good work!, I am glad!"The lesson, now they're picking up.
Finally at the end of the period ,the whispering game ended
To wrap up I called "One last round" , they all relented
From the class, I chose the group that performed the best
Their memory I wanted to refresh and to test.
Amused, I looked on and again I whispered,
Still happy at how they have so far managed
Alas!!! to my dismay, a whiff I have heard,
a clever boy, was whispering the words in Thai language!!!!