Long on the wave reflected lustres play: My Placemat

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

My Placemat

Not your ordinary placemat. Flip it to the back, a message coming from a special person is written thereon.

It makes me cry and smile at the same time :)

2 comments:

Anonymous said...: nice. haha. remind me to wake up every morning and chase my dreams instead of just imagining them. :D

i'm glad you learned a lot from your ojt. ako rin, maraming natutunan. :P i miss talking with you jaaaaaaaam. ^^; May 19, 2009 at 11:17 PM
jam said...: Happy for both of us! Fourth year here we coooomeee :)

Miss you ker dear :) Malapit na tayo magkita. Kwentos galooore :D; May 19, 2009 at 11:39 PM

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The Last Quarter

A picturesque tableau lie before me
- a ball of fire submerged into the sea.
Orange hue emanate from the view,
the once-blue sky has been colored anew.

The ball's bottom hiding,
the top float on water, gliding.
Like a skater with graceful skims,
with gentle breeze,
lithesome laps to the water it brings.

Seagulls soar high,
back to the North they fly.
Silhouettes form against the burning backdrop,
a view of endurance in their wings that ceaselessly flap.

As the clock strikes further,
the sky grows darker.
Inch by inch, the fireball's sink go deeper.
Until finally, it has found its rest,
in the depths of the sea it has gone back to its nest.

Flames extinguished;
sky's orange color diminished.
Seagulls gone.
To orange from blue it began,
now black in the sky has run.

But the memoir of the picturesque tableau
would remain
in the memory of the Earth
it would retain.
Tomorrow, it would recur,
in the world's clock it would never blur.

In the dawn of the day's end
- the last quarter.

Long on the wave reflected lustres play

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

My Placemat

2 comments:

A Sunset Lover

The Last Quarter

Counting sunsets every month

Holding hands while the sun sets

Flares on the Web

Have you seen the sun set at six?

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