Wednesday, December 29, 2010
It comes after October
and before December.
November's air is cold,
November's turkey crispy and golden,
November's age is 11 month old,
November's garden frosty and forgotten.
November is the time
Echoes of wind make haunting sound,
November is the time
Brown leaves hit the ground.
November is the time
first snowfall gives its blow,
November is the time
Bare boughs rub to and fro.
What I like about November
is the smell of hot tea,
The warmth of thankful notes between you and me,
And the enthusiasm floating in the air cheerfully.
My Entry 4 Month of the Year Challenge at Page from The Mind:Month of the Year Challenge (November)
also submitted to magpie tale...
Image credit, googl.com
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Tom Was born On December 25, Austin, TX, the U. S....
Happy Belated Birthday, Tom!
Tom, You Are A True Blessing To Your Parents!
Christmas meal eaten;
Birthday candles blown,
What can you say in 160 characters? Check it out on Monkey Man at Monkey Man’s Sunday 160
This is also my entry 4 Jingle Poetry Week 16 Potluck, Theme: Celebrations and Festivities, Please join us tonight starting at 8pm, American Central…
Poetry Potluck Week 16, Everyone Is Welcome
Also Submitted to Blue Monday Meme at:Blue Monday At Smiling Sally
Tom Loves Drawing Pandas...
Tom Enjoys Visiting Zoos...
Tom Has Fun Fishing...
Friday, December 24, 2010
Lights dance along
while family and friends gather cross the town;
Stockings hang, red and bright,
Ready 4 treats tonight.
Trees stand tall,
Winking at kids' gift boxes, big and small.
The earth is white with snow,
Ho ho ho,
Time to let go
and let magic show
Flash Fiction Friday 55 By G-man
G-Man’s Flash Friday 55,
Poets United Thursday Thinking Tank (Stockings):
Thursday Thinking Tank (Stockings)
and Month of the Year Challenge at page from the mind:month of the Year Challenge (December)
Merry Christmas! Stay Blessed and Smile!
Saturday, December 18, 2010
I took a walk in my neighborhood,
And I understood
The story of the little red riding hood,
I obtained a cheerful mood.
vanishing from the sky,
Darkness settles in, veiling the earth low and high,
I smelled homemade apple pie.
I ended my walk
and halted my silent self-talk.
The shadow of myself followed me through,
I was pleased to see Christmas light glow.
This is an entry for Jingle Poetry Potluck Week 15,
Theme: Reflections, Interpretations, and Musings,
A walk around the neighbor is a piece of self reflection to me…
Please join us by writing your entry today, Happy Sunday ahead!
Poetry Potluck Week 15 , Everyone Is Welcome
The Stellar Blogger Award
The Best Poet Friend Award
The Most Graceful Poet Award
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Oh, My, 2010 is slipping away...I started this blog in April, 2010, within about 9 months, I have made so many blogging friends...what a priceless experience!
In early September, I initialized Jingle Poetry community, within 4 months, we have hundreds of poets participating our Monday Poetry Potluck, another encouraging and
heart warming experience...I, Jingle, feel super grateful to all of YOU, who are either followers of Jingle, or supporters of Jingle Poetry Community...
Upon this magical season of the year, I wish YOU all a Very Merry Christmas and A Very Happy New Year Ahead! You Are The Best!
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Bless YOU! xxx
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Thursday, December 16, 2010
His fiancé refuses to marry him unless
he becomes a scholar in the U. S.,
He works hard
and comes aboard,
He meets someone smart,
and feel adored.
One is classically traditional,
Another is modernized and practical,
He loves both women,
but can only marry one,
Three hearts broken
as he decides to marry none.
This is a fiction created out of imagination...it may hit some facts in reality.
An entry 4 G-Man’s Flash Friday 55, Please check other participants here:
G-Man’s Flash Friday 55
Friday, December 10, 2010
Hello, it is December, two weeks before Christmas Eve, I want to add some holiday cheers here after doing a MATH post and a WAR post, I hope that you are warming up and getting ready for this magical season of the year!
Happy Pink Saturday!
To read other participants about pink Saturday and Weekend Reflections, check out the links here:Pink Saturday
and Weekend Reflections
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Under the vast sky,
A girl aged eight
enjoys her apple pie
and feels great.
Your bombs fall
And set her house on fire,
She never understands at all
What is your desire.
Being the only one survived,
Her spirits are gone;
Her memories are never revived,
What can you do to correct the wrong?
This is a fiction written for G-Man’s Flash Friday 55, it is not inteded to offend anyone or criticize anybody, but to highlight the sad side of wars.
Please check other participants out here:
G-Man’s Flash Friday 55
Monday, December 6, 2010
When it comes to math,
Some fear it to death,
Some fall out of breath;
Here is a simple confess:
Math is not something worse
than giving birth…
Math Is cool
If you know the rule;
Math is fun
If you are its fan.
You can do it without dying…
Math says something perfectly true.
You can make a satisfying score.
Math has some magical tricks.
If you truly understand,
You will love math and feel grand.
When i started blogging one year ago, I truly enjoyed doing Monday Math posts. Glad to give it a try again today.
Today's math problem:
If it takes 12 people 3 days to build 72 meters of fence, how many meters of fence can 15 people build in one day?
Compute how many meters of fence each person build each day applying the first 3 numbers, then it is easy to calculate using giving condition!
Good Luck! I Wonder who can do it?
Saturday, December 4, 2010
You live, You dream,
You laugh, You scream.
Everyone dreams of one’s need,
Everyone fears of one’s greed.
All our sorrows and tears
Help us grow stronger over the years.
Beyond that, you can see,
Women dream whatever she be,
And her dreams no one knows,
Dreams that rails on her foes.
All the praises she receives
Will be written in wind, and leaves.
I dream and I am bond with chains,
And I dream that all the pains
Help me learn
What is life?
A roller coaster ride
That could go extreme.
How to survive?
Hold your steering wheels tight
And do an excellent drive,
No blame game!
Jingle Poetry Monday Potluck Week 13 Theme: Dreams, Visions, and Reveries:Poetry Potluck Week 12+1 , Everyone Is Welcome
Sunday Poetry Pantry:Poetry Pantry at Poets United
Thursday, December 2, 2010
You can worship me,
You need to carry your own identity.
You cannot please everybody,
You certainly will become somebody.
You don't have to fear those foes,
You do need to make friends with pros.
Reach 4 the star,
Me, while driving your own car.
I feel weird to write this one, but it fits the following memes:
G-Man’s Flash Friday 55
Thursday Thinking Tank (Weird)
Saturday, November 27, 2010
The fire is burning,
The wheels are turning,
The bells are ringing.
Bylines and bygones
reveal where love belongs.
Life is a date,
Enjoy the heat,
Sunday 160 at Monkey Man:
Jingle Poetry Monday Potluck:
Poetry Potluck Week 12 , Everyone Is Welcome
Sunday Poetry Pantry:
Poetry Pantry at Poets United
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Snow falls tumbling down,
The sun gives a frown;
Trees make a cold stare,
As cars pump smoke in the air;
Snow crunches beneath our feet,
As snowmen are built down the street;
Icy wind makes a lonely howl,
The moon remains modest like an owl...
There's only ONE winner,
Why not enjoy life's winter?
Willow’s Magpie #42
G-man’s Flash Friday 55 guest hosted by Eric:
Thursday Thanking Tank (Thankfulness)
Happy Thanksgiving To All of You Who Celebrate!
The Elegant Butterfly Award by Jingle
The Most Professional Poet Award by Jingle
A Roasted Turkey 4 U!
Grab a plate, enjoy the treat!
The above Awards/Treats (4 of them) Are Especially Prepared 4 U, Followers of Jingle or Those Who READ This Post!
Please feel free to claim them without further notification!
Thanks for your love and support!
U Rock! xxx
Happy Thanksgiving If You Celebrate!
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
There once were a sir bear named Funny,
and a lady bear named Bunny,
They got married
without feeling hurried.
They laughed and hopped
until their heartbeats stopped.
Funny loved Bunny,
Bunny cherished Funny.
They called each other Honey,
And they looked absolutely darling.
This is a poem 4 Thursday Poets Rally Week 33.
check out the detail at Jingle:
Every poet is welcome!
Monday, November 8, 2010
Dear Friend, Welcome To Jingle Poetry Monday Potluck Week 9, Please feel free to submit any poem, not necessarily related to the theme to our potluck today, have fun!
The Following is my entry related to the theme: Fortress, Buildings, Monuments! Enjoy!
Carved to honor the U. S. presidents in Four,
Museums with guarded doors,
Made to display antiques and dinosaurs.
The Great Wall,
Built to fight a painful war,
The shopping mall,
Constructed to host business store.
The petting zoo,
Specialized to farm animals for kids cute,
The public school,
Supported by the government to educate kids, a tool.
I like concrete walls,
I love waterfalls,
I enjoy solid floors,
I fancy small animal print-paws,
I fear cold wars,
I avoid clinched jaws.
They inspire me to write more poems.
Buildings, fortress, and memorial constructions,
They produce consumer productions.
Saturday, November 6, 2010
An owl is wise,
An owl hoots;
An owl hides
in dark woods.
An owl is cute,
An owl is against those who pollute;
Respect an owl,
The way you do to yourself NOW.
What can you say in 160 characters? Check it out on Monkey Man at
This is also submitted to Poets United 4 Sunday Poetry Pantry:
Z-A word challenge, O is 4 owl:
Friday, November 5, 2010
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
The day was hot,
People stayed indoor a lot,
While I was mopping the floor,
I heard a knock at my door.
I looked outside,
It was a boy with a bike.
He looked tired and red,
Smiling nervously, he said:
“Could I interest you an initial 3-month newspaper subscription?
I am raising fund for my college education.”
I made an instant decision,
Paid him in cash to his satisfaction.
The boy was gone,
I was left alone.
Listening to a soft song,
I pictured the PRIDE of the newspaper boy!
Months have gone by,
The impression of the boy refuses to die.
Today I write it down,
Wishing him a bright future on his own.
This is based on my real experience!
I submit this to ABC Wednesday, P is 4 Pride.
This is also Thursday Poets Rally Week 32 Entry.
Happy November To You all!
Saturday, October 30, 2010
Cool wind creeps down,
Tree leaves frown,
Halloween lights are on,
Ghosts float all over the town.
Far down the street,
Houses smell bloody sweet.
Kids cannot wait
to do their favorite trick-treat.
If you dare,
Put on your custom and visit somewhere.
If you care,
Buy enough candies and share.
When parents lead their spooky kids here,
Greet them with No fear.
After the knocks at your door die,
Enjoy some bloody pumpkin pie.
This Is Written 4 Monday Poetry Potluck at Jingle Poetry,
Everyone is encouraged to write a poem with a theme on Halloween,
Link it to Jingle Poetry of Week 8...
Our linking is open from Sunday, 8pm to Wednesday, 8am.
Happy Halloween To You All!
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
I like girls smart and small,
I like boys brave and tall.
I like babies who don’t squall,
I like kittens that curl up like a ball.
I like to walk in a shopping mall,
I like to listen to music in a concert hall.
I like to be as innocent as a doll,
I like to celebrate the season of Fall.
Summer is fine with solid green,
The sweetest season is spring,
Fall is perfect, I mean,
Winter is O. K. with silver sheen.
What I write
Is what I like,
What I like
Is what I write.
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Waterfall, down it pours,
Force that resembles loss.
Attractions, traveling tours,
Experiences that marks down growth..
Raindrops, tear drops,
Force that enables growing pains.
Experiences that show gains.
Creativity that sparks fun in loads.
Experiences that inspire children.
A tool to view life's directions.
Hope to see you happy in piles.
This is an entry for Magpie #37
And 4 The Imperfect Prose
Have Fun Reading!
Monday, October 18, 2010
Look, If there is one thing I've learned,
Learning is observing, My friend!
Sunbeams glittering outside my window,
The air is cool,
The whispers of the breeze in the shadow
Make me wonder who are you.
Today turns into yesterday tomorrow,
Tears wash away sorrow.
Happiness cannot come without pain,
Not all clouds drip the rain.
Like a tiger in a den,
Individual power cannot always win.
Like a chicken popping out a shell,
You need many failures to live well.
Life is imperfect,
No path leads you to the perfect.
Believe that the sun will shine,
You can survive and feel divine!
This is submitted to Carry On Tuesday,
And We Write Poems (Crossroad)!