Heart's Strength

she comes here each day

in a state of dejection

waiting and hoping...

but not for long though

such is the human spirit

marked by resilience...

soon she wakes up to

face the rising sun with hope

second chance awaits...

for life does not end

where love comes to its sore death

a fresh start unfolds...

  © Bing (PinkLady) 2010

"Failure is the opportunity to begin again, only this time more wisely." ~Author Unknown

Posted for Haiku Heights, The Poetry Pantry

and Potluck Poetry

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A Tranquil Soul

in the stillness of the mind

the soul placidly rests

blissful tranquility wraps

the core of one's being

time falls into oblivion

as the noise slowly dies

and calm soon reigns

solitude's silent song

from deep within

sweet lullaby for the soul

© Bing (PinkLady) 2010


Perfect Poet Award for Week 30
Please read post of acceptance here...

Posted for Thursday Poets' Rally Week 31

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Pathways (Haiku)

Image credit: Frail

my child, don't be scared

i'll always be here for you

i believe in you

your eyes speak volumes

i see high hopes and big dreams

let me fly with you

on those narrow paths

ahead of you, take my hand

i shall walk with you

i am here to guide

i do not seek to impose

let me be your light

don't mind what they say

take that step and don't look back

this is your journey

your heart is the key

follow what makes you happy

that's all that matters

© Bing (PinkLady) 2010

Posted for Sensational Haiku Wednesday 
Next week’s theme: Direction

The Muffed Target

 

Welcome to the The Muffed Target

Every Tuesday, my very good friend Thom at Thom's Place 4 Well Whatever hosts The Muffed Target which run by these rules:

"Each Tuesday post a picture which is completely crazy, messed up, with nothing on etc, which normally you would immediately delete. It can be everything, like only shoes instead of the whole person, a blurred building or whatever you want. Then tell us the little story how it happened and what it should have been..."

My Son, My Son...

 My son was an altar server during the Thanksgiving Mass for the canonization of Saint Candida Maria de Jesus, their school's foundress. It was a big event as it was officiated by the Archbishop himself as well as several other priests at the San Pedro Cathedral.

Being the stage mom that I am, I clicked and clicked on my cellphone camera as soon as my son appeared during the entrance march. Of course, since it was a solemn event, I was the only parent who dared to take photos inside the church. After all, that was my son there...

Well, with his back turned as he walked past me...

 
That's my son alright... I could not get a clear shot so I ran to the front pew.  Here's a clearer shot... of the candle stand he was holding! LOL!

I hope you enjoyed the photos. :D

Posted for The Muffed Target

The Seven Deadly Sins

seven deadly sins

for eternal damnation

humanity's bane...

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Lustful thoughts reign

Unquenchable thirst for sex

Soul, body and mind on fire

The worst kind of bondage.

______________

Envious of what others have

Never contented with one's own lot

Vexatious green-eyed monster

Yearning to outdo another.

______________

Grasping beyond one's reach

Racing against time in

Endless pursuit of material wealth

Even for power and control

Devil incarnate.

______________

Warpath has been paved

Rage embraced her heart

Anger covers her sight

To offers of love and forgiveness

Hell, indeed, hath no fury like a woman scorned...

 ______________

Staving off so long

Laziness in disguise

Overstaying in a state of idleness

Total waste of one's God-given talents

Headed towards self-destruction.

______________

Gastronomic greed

Love of food beyond imagination

Unsatisfiable craving for anything edible

To a point of sickening proportion

To stop is not an option

Oblivious to his gut's limitations

Never mind if it slows him down

Yelling for more, munching his way to death.

______________

Perverted love of oneself

Respect is what he expects

Indifferent to other people's feelings

Denying any imperfection

Excessive self love shall be his doom.

  © Bing (PinkLady) 2010

Posted for Potluck Poetry
Next week's theme: Love and Romance

Image credit: Deadly Sins by Blackeri