Express Life, Poetry, Word prompts

Can you guess? | Friend

I met him when I was 9,

His name is Kitch Roger,

Or sometimes it’s Stein,

Or ‘Clock watcher’,

Depends on my mood or his mood.

He doesn’t speak nor move,

But I am harmoniously in love,

Drowning in its soft chords,

And its blue slender body,

He was a dream come true.

I carry him sideways,

Or on my back,

Sometimes with its case,

I walk with him with pride,

He’s always by my side.

He is filled with pain and sorrow,

Of joy and happiness,

And he’s as melodic as Gary Barlow,

He’s always been there for me,

When no one else was.

In response to this week’s WordPress Challenge, Friend. Friends come in all shapes and sizes and my very first best friend came in the form of a musical instrument.

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Express Life, Poetry, Word prompts

Vivid with colour | Evanescent

Naked trees,

Icy wind,

Misty mornings,

And wild breeze,

Ground vivid with colour,

Orange, yellow, red,

Soon all will be gone,

A chilly reminder of the winter ahead.


This week’s response to the weekly challenge, Evanescent.

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travel, Word prompts

Basilica de San Martin de Tours | Heritage

In response to this week’s WordPress Challenge – Heritage

For over 300 years, the Spaniards have built thousands of Catholic churches in the Philippines. Among them is The Basilica de San Martin de Tours, which is known as the oldest Catholic church in the Philippines and quite possibly in Asia. Sitting atop a hill, the colossal Baroque towers over the famous Taal Volcano as well as the old heritage town of Taal, Batangas – where my father was born. The church channels Visita Iglesia, an old-age tradition observed by the Catholic faithfuls during holy week, wherein they visit and pray at seven separate churches to reflect on the Passion of Christ.

The façade of Basilica de San Martin de Tours in Taal, Batangas, Philippines

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Express Life, Word prompts

Moon over water | Reflecting

In response to this week’s word challenge – Reflecting.

A shot of the moon taken by my best friend of ten years who has mental illness. « Sometimes, we get caught up in the process of trying to find who we are — our purpose and value in life — that we tend to lose sight of what’s important, » she says. « But what we often forget is that our light has already been made for us long before we were even born. »

FUN FACT: There is actually a word to describe the road-like reflection of the moon on water — MANGATA — and it’s Swedish!

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