Reminds me of W. Wordworth's admonition "...we can feed this mind of ours in a wise passiveness." Insightful poem.
Thank you Ben. A much quoted sentiment I know. Just my way of expressing my regret at always worrying about the future, that I fail to enjoy the present, such that it makes my past difficult to recall.
Some things are just to marvelous for words. Like a sunset, or the dawning of a new day. Your writing inspires me to think more deeply.
Thank you Charlotte
It's so True, you just placed my thoughts into words... How beautiful.. xxxx
Thank you Delilah
I saw a one-legged man Do an incredible dance routine With twizzles and pirouettes That would rival a ballerina. Yet here I am a two-legged clod
In the porch, a swing painted whit… Where starry-eyed lovers used to s… Now empty in the morning sunlight For hearts no longer in unison bea… © F Aparici
His whole world ended; it was yest… His hopes for tomorrow quickly per… When the love of his life passed a… His dreams, like a thin mist, vani… She’ll always be the lady of his y…
It’s time for resolutions Change our lives for the better Give up our nasty habits And slow down the wear and tear Alcohol and cigarettes
They met in the summer of their yo… In a faraway place, a school up in… He’s a man of the world, that’s th… But she’s sheltered, living as Go… There was magic when they saw each…
center In a deserted Long Beach inn Next to the marina; They bid their farewells While gazing at Catalina;
The sun barely o’er the trees Six o’clock early morning Sweltering day it will be Mercury swiftly rising Muggy humid misty haze
worry and panic drag us down towards misery and despair often, we wear a big frown and love we can’t even share there’s no joy in the air
I once believed that I would wed A classmate dear, my future set But life took turns, unknown ahead And led to joys I won’t forget Pleasant adventures filled my life
mementos all around, unremarkable remembrances of a life, long spent dog-eared pictures, news articles odd souvenirs from places she went… they clutter her room!
Sad Refrain I hear her whisper in the breeze I feel her spirit in the rain Her likeness I see in the clouds Her scent relieves all the pain.
Come, meet my shadow Whenever whither I go Always he’d follow But dark nights he disappears Leaving me with all my fears
We live near the desert surrounded… Spring, summer evenings we drink o… With Louis on the sax Awesome way to relax But on frigid winter nights we hav…
Wine one too many Last evening’s raucous party Hangover likely Need a cold shower Then the neighbor’s lawnmower
I look at the green leaves filled… For when they die they turn to red… And fill our world with marvelous… Brightening forests before winter… Autumn leaves in psychedelic frenz…
Benjamin G. Sangalang
9yReminds me of W. Wordworth's admonition "...we can feed this mind of ours in a wise passiveness." Insightful poem.
Francis Aparici
9yThank you Ben. A much quoted sentiment I know. Just my way of expressing my regret at always worrying about the future, that I fail to enjoy the present, such that it makes my past difficult to recall.
Charlotte B. Williams
9ySome things are just to marvelous for words. Like a sunset, or the dawning of a new day. Your writing inspires me to think more deeply.
Francis Aparici
9yThank you Charlotte
Delilah
9yIt's so True, you just placed my thoughts into words... How beautiful.. xxxx
Francis Aparici
9yThank you Delilah