Father and son…

by : Bacardi Gold
08/dec/2021

Photo by Public Domain Pictures on Pexels.com

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sleep now my love
leave your worries behind
free your mind of doubts
for tomorrow is a new day
at times graces don’t come in droves
in any form opportunity comes

just in case chances won’t show up
and remain elusive for you to catch
don’t fall into tears and be hopeless
you can tie up the wind and lash the storm
have a good sleep tonight
and i’ll deliver your dream …


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Clouds

by : Bacardi Gold
05/dec/2021

image by : ramsey tendero



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left without a downpour of rain
flew away, far enough my eyes could stare
chased the wind’s course, here and there
like a feather drifted and floated everywhere


flew low on November sky
away just a little nearby
gray as ash wider than a mile
I ran, the hill became an isle


the bright sky, I love the sight
let my hopes and wishes be magnified
into the heavens I wrapped-up this plea
be kinder to us, let nature be…


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Simple Happiness

by : Bacardi Gold
30/nov/2021

Photo by Thgusstavo Santana on Pexels.com

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unexperienced one
complexity of life is still unknown
its unpleasantness under the sun

a child always love to play
though he lacks knowledge about some things
and his ignorance about the world

a candy is happiness to him
under the rain it brings smile on his face
this simple joy fills his emptiness

happiness so simple the child owns
adulthood may claim his stage of innocence
little by little he’ll know the unknowns
a chance to build a life stronger in defense…



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The Beggar – Entry for Eugi’s Weekly prompt (Nov. 25,2021)

by : Bacardi Gold
28/nov/2021

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finding himself with eyes pleading
lying everywhere with no place to go
on pavements cold as the morning snow
resting his soul living with sad memories aglow

different colors walking through him
slippers and shoes made no difference
he watched them move inside of him
no one felt what his hands were begging

he prayed hard that compassion would grow wings
to fly over and shower him not with earthly things
but LOVE is all he needs and everything will follow
to a soul like him a little kindness people will bestow

you don’t see it but he has his thoughts running
if you could hear his heart and read his mind, saying
my brain has too many tabs open” swarming his mind
could somebody close one tab by being kind?

too many questions seeking too many answers
without shelter, it’s a survival to the fittest
how is he going to pass the days in serious hunger
the beggar, a part of society’s essential fiber.

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Shy

by : Bacardi Gold
28/nov/2021

Photo by Oleg Magni on Pexels.com

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i’m too shy to say
even putting it in writing
i can’t directly put into words
dissenting feelings not to hurt

i can’t bring out the No
to a modest and demure loner
if what i hear are words so mellow
maybe the no won’t be at the corner

“i can’t go with you now”
really it’s too hard to say
i just can’t say how
an alibi can go astray



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STARLESS NIGHT

May be you’ll wonder why the sky is starless tonight…

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the stars seem to be hiding 

from my lonely sight tonight

somebody must have hid them

from me to twinkle bright

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or somebody covered my eyes

with clouds so thick so wide

or is it the forthcoming storm

with thunder rolling to form

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or somebody gathered them, put them in a box

intentionally stored them,  put them in stacks

or the Lord did not hang them tonight

so people can see how’s our world without Light

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but the Lord is unforgetful

for the things He had given

He has a purpose for all His actions

to show to people directions

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He has the power to take them back

He’ll gather to safety all His flock

and to give what to whom

just like the stars He had broomed

–oOo–

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Writings on the tree barks

by : Bacardi Gold
26/nov/2021


“If you want to experience a forest, mingle among its trees,” writes Michael Wojtech.


Trees have their protective outer covering in their trunks and branches that are colored gray and brown. There are variations in their colors and textures, if you examine it closely.

In the picture, you can see that their skin are carved by sharp objects by tourists who visited Nogas island in the province of Antique, Western Visayas, Philippines. Aren’t the tourists hurting the trees in such a way that they are piercing the tree barks. Leaving their names on trees won’t make them famous.

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Your Time

by : Bacardi Gold
25/nov/2021



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Photo by lalesh aldarwish on Pexels.com


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this time of unbounded worldwide disorder

share a little or some of what you’re worth


or a bit of your time


to be of use for the care and concern


of the unprosperous masses…



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Francesca

by : Bacardi Gold
24/nov/2021

Photo by Pavel Danilyuk on Pexels.com

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i took a unsuspecting glance at her

as i stood facing the wall

deep-seated dimple adorned her face

now sunken as a smile gave the embrace



she looked like Francesca

woman of conviction, woman of courage

a look-alike of a woman i’ve known

a lovely loving mother on the canvas


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