Thursday, September 30, 2010
I am independent;
I don't rely on Uncle Sam,
I am confident.
When I am at work,
I strive to do my best:
I inspire kids to do their homework,
I am at peace when they rest.
I feel extraordinary
4 being pure ordinary.
A light bulb may be fancy to choose,
A candle may be romantic to use.
But I am who I am,
I play my games fair,
And I genuinely care.
This is a magpie tale hosted by willow.
& Thursday Thinking Tank; equality?
Monday, September 27, 2010
Too small for U. S. Cents,
Too rare to be in historical museum,
Too heavy to make sense,
Too abstract to dwell in the hands of the child.
A shooting star soars cross the sky,
A spark flashes through the squeezing rocks,
A lightening flies by,
A basket of wool to make warm socks.
All promises freeze like ice,
All greetings ring like bells.
All gamblers focus on the dice,
All smiles ripple under the spells.
Hides behind the time that flies,
Dances in the hands that knit ties.
Hope is like the invisible air,
It makes stirs everywhere….
Saturday, September 25, 2010
its wings in full length,
in the air with the strongest strength,
All over the world, the inspiration,
The magical touch of compassion,
Marks down the blasting fame of the peony,
The queen of purity,
The crisp orange color,
The thundering beat of humming bird wings,
The smell of festivity,
Evoke the satisfaction of life,
The upgrade of writings,
And the magic of overcoming adversity.
Six Word Saturday:
Monday Poetry Potluck Week 3: (Linking Open Sunday 8pm to Tuesday, 8pm)
Thursday Thinking Tank at Poets United (Autumn):
Thursday, September 23, 2010
A frog is a frog,
A toad is a toad,
A frog loves a log,
A toad crawls on a road.
When a toad wants to be a frog,
He is daydreaming.
When a toad is disguised as a frog,
He is self-insulting.
Stop stirring up a fire.
Flash Friday 55 is hosted by G-man at
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Flinging out of the furnace
R the flames
That leap forward,
With No sound,
The intense desire
Of the fire
Bursts like a hungry hound,
Searching and wolfing down preys
On the hunting ground.
Has NO patience,
Carries NO weight.
Starts from sparks of flint,
Burns from the deepest part
Of your heart
In thousand of degree
And sets you free
In unexpected way!
Monday Poetry Potluck
Friday, September 17, 2010
What is happiness? How do you define happiness? What makes you happy?
Different people have different interpretations. Happiness is an ocean on which each of us sails our own personal ships.
For some, being successful is happiness, for the other, being healthy physically and mentally is happiness. No matter what makes you happy, one thing is true: Happy people are at their best, as a result, they perform well and succeed more likely than less happier peers. A happy individual knows how to handle stress at both personal level and professional level, A happy person laughs a lot, listens to music a great deal, and comprehends the science of being upbeat and positive.
This is how I understand H. A. P. P. Y.
Everyone deserves happiness.
You Deserve Happiness. I wish you happiness for Friday.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Food could be good,
Food could be crude,
One shall appreciate food.
Plants r in good mood
When weeds r pulled
And pests r controlled.
Smile if u could,
Be considerate if u would,
Appreciation is good food.
This is entry 4 Haiku Wednesday (food)
4 Haiku Height (Appreciation)
Sunday, September 12, 2010
I like the word Jingle, I choose it as my pen name because it represents my ideals and captures my desires: to live a life, with sound purposes and remarkable journeys.
I like studying WORDS, today I visited a few blogs that have WORDS tagged, what fun!
I write this Jingle Twister to demonstrate my passion in Word Games!
Do the Jingle Twister, do you have any twisted fun?
It does not matter, I wanted to say, I love words, they make me feel rich and satisfied!
Wishing all of you a Grand Day Ahead!
This is an entry 4 Monday Poetry Potluck at a brand new poetry community named Jingle Poetry, If you are a poet and interested in sharing poetry, this is a perfect opportunity 4 u, simply link in 1 to 3 poems published from your blog, share and enjoy! The link starts at 8pm Sunday evening, lasts for 48 hours...
Friday, September 10, 2010
Unlike a door
that opens and closes,
I am grounded on the floor,
Listening to life's imperfect proses.
I spy ghosts
Winking at 55 word challenge posts.
I also reflect
If u r a wall,
how would u feel after all?
Flash Friday 55 is hosted by G-man at:
This is entered for Thursday Thinking Tank-Wall at Poets United
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Monday, September 6, 2010
Lost in the sea
With towering waves
Blocking my way,
2 God I pray,
Please halt my grieves
by leading the way
2 a safe and sound bay.
An Entry 4 Micro-fiction Monday at Stony River By Susan:
and an entry 4 Blue Monday:
Happy Labor Day,
Friday, September 3, 2010
Upon the beginning of Fall,
Where apple trees stand proud and tall,
U see apples hang up high,
Some are brave, some are shy.
Apples come in various shapes and sizes,
The benefits of eating them outshine any prizes.
When hunger hits you big,
U have No chance to pick.
In an apple eating contest,
Things happen in the way you may have never guessed.
Eat them raw,
Exercise your jaw.
Three days without a meal,
U swallow 54 apples in a row,
With the 55th apple you must deal,
U bite into an apple with a flaw,
Everyone laughs at you
When you chew,
And complete your due.
U win the competition
With your freshly demonstrated reputation-
The tolerance of everything
This is an entry 4 Magpie Tale #30 which is hosted by willow at:
Happy Story Telling!
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Go, Go, G-man!
Flash Friday 55 is hosted by G-man at:
ABC Wednesday is hosted by