.....to ask, for more
than what this current moment offers...
it's enough to know, to feel anew
this experience, that seems so new,
to hear, how a voice emits a tone of confidence
that is so contagious, makes me oblivious
of the miles....the distance that separates...
to talk about common choices, over and over
to recall the past, with a different perspective...

i saw a row of flags in red, blue, yellow and white,
and, i chose the green one...
..............fear must not interfere...
i now look ahead...

i'd rather not think of, "what ifs" this time around
i'd rather be pleased........and be content
there are more reasons to  smile
more moments to look forward to...

words have been writ, i have read
words have been uttered, i have heard
and so...i open my arms
peacefully...willingly
in accepting these miracles....

"...i see myself here...right now,
content............thankful
i'm no longer there,
where i had been,
yet...glad........i'd been there...

i am filled with gratitude..."

Sally

Copyright January 18, 2017
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan

Like any other day
I awake to give thanks
All senses and limbs
in complete tact
ever GRATEFUL I am
Seeking the meaning
of my existence on
this complex rock
I ponder all things
large and small
Limited in my slumber
time passes swiftly
supported by my
blood shot eyes and
semi-weary body.

Breaking Oppressive Chains
in ones mind can be paradoxical
Holding back ourselves from
moving forward in one accord
We act political and self serving
and yet priorities fall short
A puzzle to be sure and we
take for granted the minute
details to steady the ship.

Love is a word
like a sword
that has worn
out its scabbard,
a lonely *******,
or a red rose
that opens alone,
a dream that lingers
for too many seasons
and passes in the shadows,
furrows in the dust
on a bannister,
a rock in the garden
of lust,
an empty place
at a table,
a ring on a cobweb
in the rain,
a long hair on your bed,
a nail in a blank wall.