Success…

Photo by cottonbro on Pexels.com

by : Bacardi Gold
10/april/2021


i gathered skills
to color my skin
i exerted efforts
to know where to begin

i bathed in the sun
to bake some dirt
i froze in the dawn
to immerse into the hurt

tears and sweat have mixed
as they spilled out from skin
energy and time
ran along my will

thoughts of survival
came spinning on the wheel
busy fingers on the weave
molding a body of steel

“i can do it”
i kept reminding me
searching for the brightest star
the one that’s holding the key

i have reached the core
the heart of the night
the success i was aiming for
was won ’cause i gave the battle a fight…



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My Monday # 05 – in Black & White

by : Bacardi Gold
01/april/2021 – for 29/march/2021 (Monday)

I’m posting my Black & White photos today. I forgot to post it last monday 29March2021. Sorry about that.



Picture #3 – Baker’s Hill, Puerto Princesa, Palawan, Philippines
#4 – Saints Peter & Paul Cathedral – Calbayog city, Samar, Philippines


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Your Silhouette…


by : Bacardi Gold
01/april/2021


Photo by Nathan Cowley on Pexels.com




tall grasses have grown on the silent sands
where I used to run after you
but you made it easy for me to catch you
so we could drop together on the sands

how your laughter drowned the boisterous waves
as it kissed the sparkling shore
then the waves have slid back quickly to the sea
and settled to the ocean floor

we had a quick funny swim
as we hurried up not to lose the sun
but as we took our last and final dip
it was long the setting sun was gone

those were the days of our youthful years
fifty beautiful summers of a happy marriage
and as I leave my sight on this beautiful place
now I’m alone reliving our great golden memories

you went ahead of me
but I felt your soul is here with me
the hands of twilight have grown its wings
your silhouette will bring me to where the angels sing

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a sorry state of a post…

by : Bacardi Gold
29/march/2021

Photo by Jayant Kulkarni on Pexels.com


when the mind writes
it gathers ideas and drafts
then the fingers tap the keys
words are formed
the eyes and mind read silently
the mouth reads aloud
and the ears hear what you speak
then the mind analyzes
edits the whole for errors
and decides to end it
in the trash …

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My Monday #04 – Batanes islands in Black and White

by : Bacardi Gold
22/march/2021


Batanes is in the northern part of the Philippines. It is an archipelagic province and also the smallest. It owns the most unique beauty where the rocky shores are complimented with beautiful hills and rolling terrains embracing its islands.

Tayid Lighthouse
Mahatao, Batanes


This is the mountainside road going to the remote Barangay Chavayan.


Barangay Chavayan, Batanes

This is the farthest and one of the 29 barangays of Batanes in Sabtang island making it an isolated village. It has a chapel, an elementary school and some stone houses. Some of it has been remodeled with concrete and some families enjoy the luxury of owning a television and other modern facilities. The village has a select electricity users as others can not afford a monthly payment for the usage.

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“I Finished it”

by : Bacardi Gold
11/March/2021



Photo by cottonbro on Pexels.com


.

I was not hungry
I just liked to warm my mouth
with noodles in a cup, instantly

I also made a cup of tea
hot, hot, hot
an after dinner tea

The clock dispersed its own time
1:15 am, tick-tack, tick-tack
FM station was in fairish voice

Go to sleep, said my eyes
My mind foiled the order
Sleep, seconded the yawning mouth

Finish what you’re doing
WordPress tapped my back
It’s a sin to leave the laptop open

So, here it is, my forced labor
A product of backpain and arched vertebrae
with re-re-re-symphonized uresis…

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Philippine Bamboo

by: Bacardi Gold
10/march/2021





PHILIPPINE BAMBOO.

They are a group of woody perennial grass which can grow up to 91 – 122 centimeters/day ( 3.8 – 5.0 centimeters /hour ) and are divided into two species, namely; a) CLUMPERS – they have short roots that grow close together in a circular pattern at a very slow rate. b) RUNNERS – they have roots called rhizomes. They can “run” underground that spread far and wide and produce shoots several meters away from the parent plant.

Bamboo belongs to the largest  Bambuseae  of the grass family of Poaceae. There are gigantic types of bamboo that grow almost treelike, while dwarf varieties can be small enough to grow in pots.


image: Good News Pilipinas


These varieties of bamboo are popular non-timber forest products and a viable substitute for wood. Young bamboo are consumed as foods (bamboo shoots), while adults are used in furniture-making, basket weaving, and other handicrafts. Their shavings and other wastes are made into briquettes, parquets, slots, and other uses in house building.

As the country needs grow, uses of bamboo are being studied, subsidized, developed and marketed. Its status has been upgraded as a high value crop, and it follows that its production has to be prioritized in order to gain investments and create more jobs.

COMMERCIAL SPECIES.

Bambusa Blumenea – Kawayan tinik – also known as spiny bamboo or thorny bamboo, is a specie of bamboo growing in Tropical Asia..
Bambusa Spinosa – Bayog – is the most commonly used species of bamboo in the Philippines. • Used in the building of bamboo houses, furniture and household utensils. • Leaf juice is used in aromatherapy.
Bambusa Vulgaris – Kawayan kiling – binomial name of the common bamboo
Dendrocalamus Asper – Giant bamboo – rough bamboo – timber bamboo used as building material for heavy construction. Shoots are used for foods.


BAMBOO CANNON.



Several names have been tagged in this noisemaker machine. Traditionally, it is known as Lantaka (native naval cannons). Bumbong – bamboo tube. Kanyong Kawayan – bamboo cannon.


Filipinos should take credit for this bamboo cannons because they have been using this for several decades. The inventor/s are not known but its use as the maker of the booom noise for the New Year’s eve is regarded as a safe alternative to firecrackers. Its popularity are widespread together with its firing mechanism. Although it is safe to operate, it claimed its first victim as a one year old child died of smoke inhalation.



Bamboo cannon
image source: maxres


BAMBOO ORGAN.

image source: The Jonas Chronicles – Bamboo Organ, Las Pinas city


The Las Pinas Bamboo Organ is housed in St. Joseph Parish Church Las Pinas city, Philippines. It is a 19th century church organ with unique organ pipes. It was completed after 6 years of work in 1824 by Fr. Diego Cera, the builder of the town’s stone church. It was declared a National Cultural Treasure in 2003. Due to its old age, it was restored in 1975, which consisted of 1,031 pipes, of which, 902 are made of bamboo.



“Since the restoration of the Bamboo Organ in 1975, we have been celebrating the gift this instrument has been to Las Piñas City, giving an identity to the city and to the country, protecting our national organ patrimony which is unique in Asia.

“The present situation caused by the Covid-19 pandemic did not change our conviction to continue this annual event, although held in another platform maximizing the use of technology and the ingenuity of social media,” says Leo Renier, executive director of the festival and president of the Bamboo Organ Foundation.

OTHER INVENTIONS MADE OF BAMBOO.

Bamboo Musical Instrument
Bukidnon’s Talaandig Trike
LoudBasstard bamboo sound amplifier
Negros’ Wala Usik bamboo mugs and Coconut bowls
Top Gear Bamboo Electric motorcycles
Bambike Bamboo bicycle

As our time advances, future inventions and discoveries making use of the lowly bamboo need to be tapped and pushed for production to be marketed all over the world.

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Travel – Floating Market, Elephant Show, Wat Phra Kaew Temple, Cobra Show, others…Bangkok, Thailand

by : Bacardi Gold
07/March/2021

FLOATING MARKET. ( DAMNOEN SADUAK )

Just for the experience, we tried a middle sized boat with a front arched upwards. It cruised around the floating market area and its periphery. The ride begun in a densely occupied floating market where navigating inch by inch was quite slow. The river was an overcrowded one. Boats pushed each other to gain a little space forward. The further we advanced, the squeeze was getting loose and the travel getting faster. Acceleration of speed was unzipped. This was a foray of sights caught and got loose in the middle of stupefying river traffic. We changed boat, a low and flat one when we strolled the floating market in a relaxed reduced speed.

Floating Market
Bangkok, Thailand

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THE ELEPHANT SHOW.

It started with the Elephants Parade and their introduction to the visitors. It showed mainly the animals’ loyalty and obedience to their masters. As the show unfurled a clip of Thailand’s history with the elephants as the main actors, I can’t help but wonder how helpful they were to man’s needs. Their importance was of prominence when the Thais won their battle with the aid of the elephants in crushing the enemy.

As a spectator of the show, I enjoyed their performances but, do the elephants enjoyed their acts? The organizer of the show called it a success but we don’t know what’s behind the training methods introduced to the animals. I have read about some concerns of some animal lovers about the well-being of elephants after they reached the age of retiring. Also, there are some circus owners planning to stop elephants as circus animals.

The show was a success as it ended with the audience clapping their hands with smiles on their faces.

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Temple of the Emerald Buddha – Wat Phra Si Rattana Satsadaram / Wat Phra Kaew

Temple of the Emerald Buddha.Wat Phra Kaew Temple

This temple is one of the most important temples in Thailand. It is also the spiritual core of Thai Buddhism and monarchy and the country’s most holy image.

On May 6, 1782, marked the construction of the Grand Palace by King Buddha Yodfa Chulaloke (King Rama 1) which ruled Bangkok at that time.

In 1785, he constructed Wat Phra Kaew Temple inside the palace’s grounds and transferred the capital from Thonburi to Bangkok.


OTHERS.

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COBRA SHOW.-( DAMNOEN SADUAK )

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Nights #02

by : Bacardi Gold
02/March/2021

Photo by David Egon on Pexels.com



nights are always there
awaiting its moment
to fly its wings and
deliver fortuitous possibilities
and encounter
accidental chances, luck or fortunes



their eyes are open
to witness the deliverance
of dead aspirations,
breathless ambitions
lifeless desires, unpursued passions



nights listen to the minutest
sounds the days’ ears couldn’t hear
and disown …
a resting moment



waiting for my sun
to show up
and clear my own path to tread



my life’s dawn will be over
struggles should be fought and won



twilights await, gears are worn for the next battle I call Nights…

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A panacea…

by : Bacardi Gold
27/feb/2021

Photo by Oleg Magni on Pexels.com



i felt the guilt
my page is blanked
no letters, no numbers
just plain white light

tapped the restless keys
in nearly three hours
nothing seemed to stay
all flew away

in between those moments
no story sneaked and buzzed
write anything, even abc
something will be at your door

it was not something, it’s
someone knocked from outside
can i borrow a thousand
the voice from outdoor barged in…

i was stripped of a thousand
like a blocked writer’s block
i became a lender, over stacked
a panacea, the keys worked, it’s luck?…

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Falling stars…

by : Bacardi Gold
25/feb/2021

Photo by Rakicevic Nenad on Pexels.com



stars are twinkling up in the sky
this month when clouds are less and dry
i don’t know why my eyes do cry
when i see some stars falling by

i tried catching them one by one
with my palm, it’s a lot of fun
but i catch nothing, then you’re gone
though you’re near and we’ve just begun

my emotions run wild and free
’cause the stars glide so let it be
lost in the space of destiny
leaving my heart bruised and empty

then one night angels came to me
said one, you come with me, hurry
catch that star, it’s falling on you
she’s back with her heart to renew…

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Now…

by : Bacardi Gold
23/feb/2021

Photo by Zen Chung on Pexels.com



If i won’t do it
it will be forever within me
If i won’t do it
all of me will become dusts
If i won’t do it now
thoughts will be thoughts
till the end of time
I’m writing now
so reflections of me will remain
and linger on anybody’s cognition
So I will be remembered…

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Travel – Biliran Province, Philippines

by : Bacardi Gold
20/feb/2021





Biliran is a province that lies less than a kilometer north of Leyte province. A bridge-causeway connects the two provinces. It is located in the Eastern Visayas region (Region VIII) and one of the Philippine’s smallest and newest provinces when it became an independent province on May 11, 1992 through Republic Act 7160.

I arrived at Tacloban, Leyte airport at 7:30 AM from Manila by Air Asia and traveled to Ormoc city by van and took another van for Naval, Biliran. D’Mei Residence Inn was my preferred place to stay for the duration of the trip. As I always do in most of my travels, I always befriend tricycle drivers and rent their motorcycles for the tour and make them as my tour guide/driver-in-one.





Tres Marias Mountain in the distance.

We had to stop for a refueling but there was no gasoline station in sight. No problem, there were bottles of gasoline on the roadside. There was also a roadside vegetable
“garden”.




Finally, Tinago Falls, came into our sight.


At Marienor Mountain Resort…


Biliran Provincial Capitol

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No load, no burden on his back…

by : Bacardi Gold
17/feb/2021


Photo by vikesh zen on Pexels.com




he smiled at me

opened his palm

walked a few steps towards me




uttered a mouthful of words

as i handed out a twenty peso bill

under his nails the dirt were talking



a blazing smile burst in flames

leaving a sketch of a satisfied being

priceless exhibit of a smile born of a painting



he walked away as his back giggled

with joy in the distance i could tell

his happiness was worth its weight in gold




no load, no burden on his back

just a happy face no room for sadness

like clouds his spirit was lifted



a fool loved by everybody in town

happy go lucky as he is

could i be like him



he’s everybody’s colleague

running errands like a servant

could i be like him



not a single day he wore a frown

not minding how he’ll begin his daily moments

not minding how he’ll end the day’s activities



i could not be him

he could not be me

each has his own destiny…


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Chosen

by : Bacardi Gold
14/feb/2021

Photo by Jacub Gomez on Pexels.com



Time has no limit
encircling characters
to be bold and seen
in thoughts that are crowded
with unfamiliar faces

Sometimes visions
of picking an apple
in the lone orchard
of oranges
appears

Ideas,
of fading mental images
take a flight out
and be lost

Other forms and drafts
melting in the cross roads
of empty infinities
grab attention

A tired mind will drain
which among them
has a bulging chance
of being chosen …

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…what profits a man if he gains the whole world but loses his own soul…

by : Bacardi Gold
13/feb/2021

image: Pinterest

you believed a man could not have a descent life
and can’t pull himself out of his poverty
being poor and one of the millions of the needy
is to live a life that’s simple and happy



you spoke he’s a weak and fragile person
no muscles and can’t bend bars of iron
but he can secure a brighter future
he’s honest and upright with mind so mature



you dared and derided his being
considered him as meek and mean
but what profits a man if he gains the whole world

but loses his own soul
the right relationship with Christ

is all that he should own …

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I prayed that my heart-in-pain and Valentines won’t coincide…

by : Bacardi Gold
12/feb/2021




a friend saw you yesterday
you looked so gorgeous
you were in a hurry
when you flagged down a yellow taxi


i thought you were at home busy
on the phone, promised on leaving early
we’ll have a date to watch a movie
but your word was a trick and half-empty

we’re supposed to meet at the cinema’s lobby
guests in pairs, i felt the envy
five agonizing hours i have waited
precious moments have been waisted


didn’t show up at the agreed time
i really thought that you were mine
to learn from our friends which i hate
you’ve gone with someone on a date


the truth hurts deep inside
though i really prayed so hard last night
that my heart-in-pain and valentines won’t coincide
i’ll sleep my nights and let the tides of anger subside

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Find a heart…it’s a dare !

by : Bacardi Gold
12/feb/2021

Photo by Rakicevic Nenad on Pexels.com



i have delivered hearts
to where they ought to be
to places i haven’t gone
bringing those hearts with me

running errands all around
looking for the hearts’ addresses
in the city thousands abound
and i’m feeling i’m not really hopeless

nights have been so sleepy
thinking about the heart’s beating
is it sad today or feeling happy
i guess it’s in the mode of resting

valentines is so near
and i can’t find a heart to pair
come with me let’s have a date
and let our hearts start the dare…


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Could you be my Valentine?

by : Bacardi Gold
11/feb/2021


as i sit alone on my bed
thinking about the days that passed
it’s been three days after we’ve met
felt like three years have already gone past

since the day i asked for your name
your smile was just unforgettable
Angel as you are called by friends
the feeling was just unexplainable

our parting words then, “see you in a week”
but i had hoped it could be sooner and quick
feeling a bit romantic here on my bed
i kissed your number in my CP where i kept

tomorrow is the day for us to meet
ready to go with some cash saved in my pocket
i practiced the lines the way i will greet
should i embrace, shake hands, or offer you a seat

i’ve marked the calendar, Sunday the fourteenth
i’m twenty-one and you’re young at nineteen
can you be my date, please don’t decline
it’s the Day of Hearts, “Could you be my Valentine?”

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Flowers of Dahilayan Forest Park…

by : Bacardi Gold
10/feb/2021

These flowers can be found in Dahilayan Gardens adjoining the Dahilayan Forest Park and Dahilayan Adventure Park in Mindanao. The cool climate of the park can be attributed to its location which is nestled at the foot of Mount Kitanglad ranges in Manolo Fortich, Bukidnon, Philippines. Afternoon rains is a frequent occurence. At times it lasts till the early part of dawn.

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She’s Female

by : Bacardi Gold
09/feb/2021

Stripes, photography like how the shadow is only cast on the skin

image from : Pinterest



she’s female, a woman
a wife, a sister, a lover
a sweetheart, a mistress
a girlfriend, a teacher

a politician, a doctor
an actress, a driver
a writer, a blogger
a criminal, a prostitute

a nun, a servant
a musician, a singer
a chef, a banker
a grandma, a mother

whoever she is,
she’s independent in her judgment or action
she has always been her own woman
capable of bearing offspring
our lives began with her and her man

she’s called a WOMAN by designation preferred by most modern female adults, the standard parallel to man
and a LADY as the term of approval and the term of courtesy in the sense of a “polite, refined woman”

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Treasures…

by : Bacardi Gold
08/feb/2021

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com



start burning the trash
they’re all scattered in my brain
sweep them all and make a funeral pyre to start
soon, i will be free with those beautiful treasures of evil thoughts…


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in my heart, I Love You…

by : Bacardi Gold
07/feb/2021


Photo by Anete Lusina on Pexels.com



please look at me one more time

before you say goodbye

leave a kiss on my lips

before my eyes start to cry

bring my heart as you go

and remember the things that we do

’cause the feeling still will show

beneath the smile that you throw

my nights will be colder now

as you walk away from me

my thoughts of you will remain

in my heart, I love you just the same…

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thoughts !

by : Bacardi Gold
06/feb/2021

Photo by Ivan Samkov on Pexels.com



the space is not limited to one

a million or more thoughts move in circles

everyone feeds one another

the second language emanates from the hearts

thoughts of one expand

spread around the globe

and consumed by the mind …

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Anger…

by : Bacardi Gold
06/feb/2021

Photo by RF._.studio on Pexels.com


Just read the letters

An opinion snafu was given

This is not a classroom

Don’t be a teacher

I am not your student

This is not heaven

This is hell

Sing your own song

Write your own lyrics

Do the accompaniment

Then sell it on the radio…

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I found LOVE…

by : Bacardi Gold
04/feb/2021

Photo by Adam Kontor on Pexels.com



it’s hard to find
what i’m searching from the abyss
of my thoughts

i had painted
a searching glance
a searching mind

i had breathed
a searching wind
a searching break

the you passed by
a single look
then remembered

it’s was you i searched
in my mind and in my heart
in you i found LOVE…


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I offered my tears…

by : Bacardi Gold
03/feb/2021

Photo by Fabiano Rodrigues on Pexels.com




it was heavy

the burden,

the load i carried



my knees were shaking

as if to break

into pieces



and i felt her from the sun

and touched her final warmth

embracing her all over



sadness wasn’t overran

after i shed some precious tears

it happened as i feared my own fears



i heard my cries and sobs

as i ran my hands over my eyes

she bade her last goodbye of goodbyes



“I offered my tears to You

I collected them with my palms

I beg You to bring back my wife’s life…”

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in Your direction…

by : Bacardi Gold
02/feb/2021

Photo by Mau00ebl BALLAND on Pexels.com

I kept it to myself
I was bruised and crushed to the ground
I was bleeding inside

Someone
scarred my heart
but it will mend

Someone
battered my state of mind
but my judgment will still be morally right

Though the pain has remained unseen
I still have an open vein
writhing in perennial pain

Other people speak ill of me
Releasing dirty names on me
I turned my back pretending no one was there

I looked up to the sky
And held my head in Your direction
saying, “Forgive them for they don’t know what they’re doing.”


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Waves : DAY 03 – ( MY PROMPTS )

This is my previous work in my other wordpress.com site, thehutownerblog. I hope you’ll like it.


https://thehutownerblog.wordpress.com/2015/03/04/waves/?wref=tp


Thank you…


WAVES : DAY 03 – ( MY PROMPTS )

      1 Vote

mare gif

the curling waters that make a splash 

on the shore it bends ’till it kisses the sands

continuing  its way a little up on a sloping land

and return to the sea without reaching where I stand

.

as i watch the rushing waves to the shore

the blowing wind is making an uproar

a bundle of water shoved and blown

that will kiss my lips when i’m alone

.

waves rolling from the ocean to the beach

colliding against rocks and stone when they reach

the shallow part  making such a splattering

just like some lovers’  when they’re arguing

.

but sweetness comes on dry sunny  days

sea shells on shore is dribbled and then chased

the waving is smooth just tickling to grace

the lighter face of the waves in praise

.

twilight shore sparkles like fields of golden harvest

as it is laid down with  yellowish golden carpet

 for two lovers will march for a union of hearts

to take their vow as  they say, ‘Till death do us part” 

.

–oOo–

The Full Moon Mural

by : Bacardi Gold
30/jan/2021

I can’t find a perfect picture that will best describe the poem. I opted for this one.
I hope you’ll like it, too. … —- bacardi gold

the framed mural of the beauty of the full moon
reflections of charm and grace caught in a lagoon
with falling stars that spark in the dreaminess of night
the dark seems to stain the true colors of the daylight

finished in black, birds, trees and humans
colors of night, as dark as the moonless oceans
yet the drama unfolds in the splendor of the mind
caught in the strokes of the brush the scene unwind

the canvas depiction of the other story
sunset brushed in fiery colors came into twilight’s glory
cheerfulness of the rainbow was a complete surprise
making the hell of a twilight a little bit of paradise…

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That was…

by : Bacardi Gold
30/jan/2021

Photo by GEORGE DESIPRIS on Pexels.com



the sound of music keeps whispering
the usual sound i chose in my ear lingering
maybe several summers have passed me
all pleasing, mellow, soft and easy


deep in my heart flowed swiftly are memories
awakening sad failures and happy victories
transporting me back into the screen of life that was
when legion of blunders have shaped and built in a canvas

if i were to relive back the time
and fix myself on those stages of growth
seriously rectified
will be the lapses and faults
only time can keep those errors in the vault…
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Old Chinese Pier

by : Bacardi Gold
28/jan/2021


Folks from the southern Philippines call this port as the Old Chinese Pier in the pre Spanish times as the entre point of goods from Chinese traders, Arab businessmen and some Filipino locals doing business in the southern Philippines. This is also the portal to some nearby provinces in going to Zamboanga province and some places in Malaysia.

Plumage


Birds of different kinds
Clothed in feathers of colors
Layers after layers

Can be thick or thin

Feather quills are derived
On empty paper to write
In the olden days of poets
Inked on books inscribed


Thin feather always floats
Where the air’s direction it goes
And when the breeze is unmanned
The feather is destined to land




Bluer than Blue

by : Bacardi Gold
14/Nov/2020


green is to be young
the dawn of a new season
then you came into my life
when we were still not man and wife

greener days like the life of a tree
when time begins to move and flowing free
gentle whispers blown by different winds
green hearts of ours echoed the footprints

as we lived our lives and gambled our youth
we found ourselves hiding the ultimate truth
unforseen drama of different shades and hue
the promise of Spring turned to lonely blue

now the leaves of the once greener young tree
crumbled to the ground without a trace of glee
the love that we shared was left for another
bluer than blue, the green leaves of Summer

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image from : Pinterest









Remembered

by : Bacardi Gold

Photo by Andrea Piacquadio on Pexels.com

browsing old pieces of gathered thoughts

olden eyes flipping through written voices

collections of cold more remote yellowed posts

reading lines in between the frozen bridges

wandered through scenes on dusty episodes

believing not fully obscurity in doubt

amazed remembered suddenly recalled

authorship owned without a blocking cloud

sharp mind worn-out years has claimed

prized golden goal forgotten and regained

respect the shared times of a sharpened pen

a truthful mind is never to be blamed

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Is crying helpful ?

by Bacardi Gold
18/april/2021



Reading sad love stories or watching emotional TV series can easily make some people cry while others find it hard to shed some tears.

It is a normal thing seeing most people cry at funerals. It is in that situation that arouses their emotions that make them cry. Losing a loved one can have an immediate emotional response that may eventually lead to crying more than the normal.

Sadness, anger, and even happiness can induce crying. It is believed to be an outlet or a result of a burst of intense emotional sensations during happy events and painful occurrences.

In a study, most people feel better after the crying episode. It activates the parasympathetic nervous system (PNS) which help people relax. It regulates their emotions, helps them to be calm and reduce their own stress level.

Crying is primarily an attachment behavior, as it rallies support from the people around us. This is known as an interpersonal or social benefit.

Additionally, it makes people feel good and may also ease both physical and emotional pain. In this way, crying can help reduce pain and promote a sense of well-being.

It helps lift people’s spirits and make them feel better. As well as relieving pain, oxytocin and endorphins can help improve mood. This is why they are often known as “feel good” chemicals.

When humans cry in response to stress, their tears contain a number of stress hormones and other chemicals.

Researchers believe that crying could reduce the levels of these chemicals in the body, which could, in turn, reduce stress. More research is needed into this area to confirm this.

However, it follows that the calming, mood-enhancing, and pain-relieving effects of crying may help a person fall asleep more easily.

Crying helps to kill bacteria and keep the eyes clean as tears contain a fluid called lysozyme. The fluid had such powerful antimicrobial properties that it could even help to reduce risks presented by bioterror agents.

Basal tears, which are released every time a person blinks, help to keep the eyes moist and prevent mucous membranes from drying out.

As the National Eye Institute explains, the lubricating effect of basal tears helps people to see more clearly. When the membranes dry out, vision can become blurry.

“Another interesting discovery about the content of tears was made by Dr. William H. Frey II, a biochemist at the St. Paul-Ramsey Medical Center in Minnesota. He and his team analyzed two types of tears: the emotional ones (crying when emotionally upset and stressed) and the ones arising from irritants (such as crying from onions). They found that emotional tears contained more of the protein-based hormones, prolactin, adrenocorticotropic hormone, and leucine enkephalin (natural painkiller), all of which are produced by our body when under stress. It seems as if the body is getting rid of these chemicals through tears. That explains why we usually feel better after a good cry.”

So, there you go. Cry as much as you want – it is probably good for you. But no cheating by inducing crying with onions. Your tear glands know the difference.”
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Chances…


by : Bacardi Gold
03/april/2021


failing to catch the spark that first aroused
no pen has marked the sounds of its whims
one by one it got lost and cannot be redeemed

then the stretch of sand slowly vanished
from the little inspiration of sparkling white
it seeped out from the glass bowl of imagery

then a mountain of marble rolled down
in place of the white sanded vision
no one remembered the multicolored illusion

minutes descended from the hour
without a decisive revealing conclusion
nothing was written, the chances just passed away…

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