Cat Envy
I wish I were a cat
content and proud
At peace with the world
I wish I were as wise and see
There's more to life
than meets the eye
I wish I were a cat
who's seen it all
And knows exactly
how the big ball rolls
I wish I were a cat
(If I ever come back!)
© 2009 Sonya Florentino
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POEM FROM TITLES (Destroyer, Muse, Metaphor)
THE DESTROYER
Like life... the destroyer… he made me…absent…
knowing…at the finish… anything and everything…
from big to small…nothing…nothing is sacred...
what for why... the search…the connection...
small deaths...dead stars…mercy killing….
now or never...goodbye forever...the end...
© 2009 Sonya Florentino
MUSE
Enigma….
won derment…
you are….
gold….the prize…
my muse…..
beautiful….heartbeat….
Listen…
m agic happens…
© 2009 Sonya Florentino
METAPHOR
Day of empty…
lament in silence….
barely writing……notes for leaving…..
a living will…..
by the second line…
a sudden turn…a poem writes itself…
His life as a poem….
a lesson for living….
metaphor…
© 2009 Sonya Florentino
Note:
The poems above are made entirely from titles of my poems. I got the idea from the poem “Tying Up My Titles in a Titillating Way” by Shornjoe Crockpotter.
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April's Song
(with thanks to Sandra Fowler, for reminding me of the beautiful month of April)
I am the beginning
I am the start
I am the awakening
I am the spark
I am the seed
I am the urge
I am the promise
of rebirth
I am the journey
Without end
I am the circle
Once again
I am peace
After the storm
I am warmth
After the cold
I am the flower
Under the snow
I am the green
After the thaw
I am Spring
I am Hope
I am earth’s Eternal Song
Come April...
I'm coming back home
© 2009 Sonya Florentino
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Out Of The Blue
A little girl on the bus today
made another little girl cry
When she wouldn’t let the
other one sit beside her
The dejected girl ran back to
her father’s lap in tears
While the other girl’s mother
kept saying “I’m sorry, we’re sorry”
Everyone in the bus looked so unhappy
The sobbing girl broke everyone’s heart
As for me, I thought, well
Isn’t she lucky…
I tried hard not to recall
another little girl
Who couldn’t find solace
from a dark cruel world
(But I couldn't...)
I run out the bus
But not fast enough
She was already crying
© 2009 Sonya Florentino
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Crybaby
Does the weather make me suffer more than anyone
Was a dark cloud assigned to hound me
Does the rain fall heaviest on where I stand
Is the sun's ire directed straight at me
Was the cold wind told I must be followed
Was the snowstorm summoned to bury me
Is the weather really cruel or am I just a
crybaby! : (
© 2009 Sonya Florentino
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Starry Night
To dream
What for
Disappointment on hold
Life unfolds
Another star falls
On my lap
Another one that didn’t last
Quickly turning into dust
So fast
The dream
The star
Was all it was, dust
What more follows
The night sky still sparkles
Beckoning, inviting
Promising tomorrow
Another star
A billion more
For sorrow
© 2009 Sonya Florentino
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Bastard Son's Story
I stand before you Father,
but you refuse to see
Oh dear Father, have I fallen from the tree
of your good grace, our last embrace
now a memory
Oh Father, have you forgotten me
I kneel before you Father
But you do not feel
Oh dear Father, have you forsaken me
I am your flesh and blood
Dear Father, look at me!
I am your ill-begotten history
© 2009 Sonya Florentino
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If I Were An Object
If I were an object
I would be a guitar
So that my man would hold me
Close to his heart
He'll hold me, carress me
Touch me, fondle me
And I'll have no recourse but to sing
The sweetest song he'll ever hear
If I were an object of desire
I'd be his guitar
For I know he will never go far
I'll be his sole obsession
a life-long affliction
Subject to his unwavering
affection and dedication
I will conquer his soul
He will be my possession
In return I will grant him
His longed-for absolution
And he will never want to put me down
For he can never get enough of that sound
The notes he'll never reach
The song that makes him weep
The sound of a woman...
... still sighing... while he sleeps....
© 2009 Sonya Florentino
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Plaything
The black snake
Hiding in the grass
The black snake
So frightening
The black snake
That wouldn’t let me pass
Was a toy snake
Of a little boy
A toy snake
That was all it was
A toy snake
Left there in the grass
A small toy
Of a little boy
That a little girl
Should have enjoyed
© 2009 Sonya Florentino
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Dog Trick #1 & #2
Dog Trick #1 (Puppy Eyes)
How can a dog... make you smile
A wretched old dog with puppy eyes
How can a dog make you want to cry
Lying there knowing he's about to die
How can a dog make you think of Life
of the After-Life, and Other Lives
How can a dog make you realize...
How can a dog with puppy eyes
Looking at you trying not to cry
How can a dog with puppy eyes
Smiling goodbye
Dog Trick #2 (Wag the Tail)
I was in the park walking the dog today
When I saw a couple both with walking canes
A shopping bag between them they were bent and old
But suddenly they changed when they saw my happy dog
Whose tail was wagging back and forth so furiously
Indeed he kind of looked delirious to me
It made them laugh and smile it brought tears to my eyes
This couple still worthy of life
So eager and willing to smile
© 2009 Sonya Florentino
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Cheshire Smile
(with apologies to Leonardo da Vinci)
What is it with the Cheshire Cat
and that confounding smile
That so beguiled me long ago as a child
Unlike Mona Lisa's, it remains a mystery
Between the Cheshire Cat
And now the grown-up me
What is it about that maddening
maddening! smile
After all these years
After all this time...
© 2009 Sonya Florentino
(the Cheshire Cat is a character in Lewis Carroll's book 'Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, ' a book that has made a lasting impact on me more than any other book read as a child)
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The Song Remains the Same
You have morphed into a guitar
You’ve been transformed into musical notes
You have become
a plaintive song in my heart
That was all you were
That is all you are
That is all you'll ever be
I have said goodbye
I've thrown water to the fire
But still... the guitar weeps
Still... the silenced heart beats
© 2010 Sonya Florentino
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Discovery Day
I remember then with the same power
Feeling out of breath just like now
Heart beating like I just ran a mile
Feeling like the luckiest girl alive
I remember not knowing whether to laugh or cry
And not really understanding why
I remember feeling it must be a dream
Everything just too beautiful to be real
I remember my head reeling, ears ringing
Heart heaving, stomach turning
I remember thinking this can't go on
Or my heart would burst like the sun
I remember then like it was now
I remember then to the very hour
And yes it hasn't lost its power
The day I was touched
And burned
The day when
Happiness returned
That strange day
I fell in love
© 2009 Sonya Florentino
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MEET ME BY THE RIVER (The Rendezvous)
Meet me by the river tonight
Just you and me under the pale moonlight
I promise you I won’t be afraid
of the dark
Meet me by the river tonight
Just you and me, the moon and the stars
I promise I will give you my heart
There in the water
Meet me by the river tonight
Where the wind makes the water sigh
Take me to the deepest part
And I’ll show you how brave my heart
Meet me after dark, my love
By that river where they say
A year ago today two lovers drowned
© 2009 Sonya Florentino
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Grateful (inspired by Julianne)
You're the greatest Muse of all
I didn't have to look too far
You're the Inspirer of it all
You did breathe Life
You're the Spirit behind it all
You did Create it all
Including me
A vessel
Who needed confirmation
Who's now a true vessel
Engaged in conversation
You're the greatest Muse of all
And I give thanks
For giving me the inspiration to create
You are the greatest Muse of all
It is to You I'm grateful for
I owe it all to You all that I do
I'm an empty vessel through and through
I'm so so grateful to You
© 2009 Sonya Florentino
Julianne Tarroja is a young singer-songwriter from the Philippines. Her debut album “Grateful” is a work of true inspiration. If you haven’t listened to it, please do so. The single is a sure winner—deeply personal yet universal, spiritual but not preachy, poignant yet very contemporary and yes, it is catchy! Another favorite of mine is the less commercially-appealing but equally beautiful “Let It Rain” which is simply simply exquisite-poetry made into song.
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Life's Turn
How can death be near
Does it whisper still
All I hear is the lark singing
How can death be real
Safe within your light
How can death bring back the night
How can death here
Knocking at the door
He should know
I don’t live here anymore
Oh death be gone!
I’ve known you well
Tonight it’s life’s turn
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Analysis Of Baseball
It’s about
the ball,
the bat,
and the mitt.
Ball hits
bat, or it
hits mitt.
Bat doesn’t
hit ball, bat
meets it.
Ball bounces
off bat, flies
air, or thuds
ground (dud)
or it
fits mitt.
Bat waits
for ball
to mate.
Ball hates
to take bat’s
bait. Ball
flirts, bat’s
late, don’t
keep the date.
Ball goes in
(thwack) to mitt,
and goes out
(thwack) back
to mitt.
Ball fits
mitt, but
not all
the time.
Sometimes
ball gets hit
(pow) when bat
meets it,
and sails
to a place
where mitt
has to quit
in disgrace.
That’s about
the bases
loaded,
about 40,000
fans exploded.
It’s about
the ball,
the bat,
the mitt,
the bases
and the fans.
It’s done
on a diamond,
and for fun.
It’s about
home, and it’s
about run.
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Soul Travel (Freedom)
It was a dream fantastic
A night of magic
The day I flew
Over mountains
And found you
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Give a child a stick
Watch her create magic, there!
in front of your eyes
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U R God (The Appointed)
U R God
Don't laugh
U R God
Yes you are
U R God
U R Love
U R my God
My Love
U R God
Don't laugh at me
You just have to
Believe me
U R God
U R my Life
U R my God
U R Mine
U R God
Say your Name
I'm not
Playing games
U R God
Do as I say
You have Work
To do Today
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A Question of Happiness
I should be happy
with my moments of bliss
Some poeple don't know what it is
I should be happy
with my visions of light
Some people only see the night
I should be happy
with my journey through life
And all that I've realized
I should be happy
with my experience of God
of love
and all that I have
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