Hour Seven – Wings
Wings don’t make you fly;
Inspiration to spread them
facilitates flight.
Judy Klemos
compassion vs Pity❗️
Theres nothing wrong about having compassion for an other individual; but it’s a problem when you feel pity for a individual; doing thing because you feel bad for them isn’t a way to help them, sometime best thing to do; it’s do absolutely nothing, and let Them solve things on their own. Sometimes a simple prayer if you a religious person, it would go along way. I personality help those who want to be help and actually make an effort to make something positive with their life. Why should a individual over stress Themselves over someone who doesn’t care enough about themselves. In case of people who only looking to what they could get from you, my best advise it’s keep them away as possible. To each their own!
—Marquez
trip to party city
we need streamers and balloons
we need paper cups and plates
we need bright plastic forks
don’t forget the knives and spoons
we need cute tablecloths
maybe with flowers and hearts
we need music and favors
we need candy and tarts
everything we need is in this place
let’s just remember
there’s no money to waste.
Change in Circles
Change should start within you
It is a never ending affair
Reasons beyond what we can comprehend
Come to minds of geniuses and fools alike
Let’s think out of the box, go out of
our comfort zone
Effectuate change in one’s self
Spread inspiration, empower each
other.
…CHANGE in CIRCLES,
Circles don’t have an end
they simply go ’round and ’round
like the world we live in
spinning on its axis
change is inevitable
the only thing that
is constant.
Author/Poet Elizabeth Esguerra Castillo Visual Poetry
Hour 8
We Need
We need more birds soaring the sky
We need new bounds to define high
We need no battles to spread our cry
We need a mere humble try
We need less dreams to die
We need a greater heard sigh
We need a humility that would fly
Hour 7 — The Night Train
The night train is a special kind of creature
A great metal beast that speeds through the dark countryside
Swaying rhythmically
So many dreams in motion
An entire population in limbo
I’m sitting at the window
Watching the pinpoints of light rushing by
Captain Kirk must’ve felt something like this
When Mr. Sulu took them through warp speed
When the stars went by,
Did Spock feel anything?
Against the sky I can make out the silhouette of a hill
The hill seems to be beckoning to me
I too am tempted to disembark at the next station
and find my way to the hill
Another time, perhaps… I say to myself
The night train sways with gentle laughter
Poetry Prompt Six: Tiny Dog.
Tiny dog waits for his tiny person to come,
he watches the door,
tiny person always leaves at the same time, he thinks,
and he arrives the same time,
when the tiny hand hits four.
Tiny dog has a tiny bark,
but a big personality,
like that of a shark.
Tiny dog may eat,
only a tiny amount,
but it doesn’t matter because tiny appetites don’t count.
Watching the window and smelling the door,
tiny dog will wait for tiny person all day,
waiting to lick his tiny face,
roll over,
run around together
and play.
Tiny person and tiny dog
are the best of friends,
right now they are tiny,
but this is just the beginning,
just wait till the end.
The dark..
Looking at your face
makes me sad
The eyes
just blank..
The face
nothing to tell..
Don’t know
how you are?
Don’t know,
What you feeling?
The only thing I know
that its still not healing…
Seems you found something,
at last you are lost
though the screams are hard
its not your heart..
Don’t know
what you want
Don’t know
how to ask
they say you couldn’t take it
had gone too fast..
I think you if would have waited
The dark don’t last….