Posted by: Ron DuBour | April 29, 2016

O’ my sweetheart ~by Ziauddin Bulbul



O’ my sweetheart

O’ my sweetheart
Fulbright moon
has appeared tonight
Spreading all around
its fluorescent light
making the highway
and suburb tintless white

But the convulsion
of jet black dark
stationed into my eyes
You please come
forward my love
igniting the flame
in me pouring your
own lustre & rites

Aah whose silvery scarf
on the way of woods
Torn into small pieces
remains scattered
Feeling the spark
of obscure light
tiny birds are now
wailing aloud

Getting whose sudden touch
the cascade have turned
to hard ice cake
The thirsty denizens
of forest came though
for drinking water but
went back being disappointed
You please appear through
the woods way and touch it
with your magical finger
to reflow the water

Posted by: Ron DuBour | April 29, 2016

Hills & woods ~by Ziauddin Bulbul



Hills & woods

Hills & woods are calling you
My whole being is expecting
your sweat and lustrous dew
Please come on my sweetheart
leaving the habit of secular job
We will sit together in a place
where the blossomed flowers
will spray its mystic fragrance
from the dark home of arbor

I will see your winsome face
which would be frequently shivering
with the light of fireflies
And with the besotted dance of the earth

The hills and woods will sink down
along with the moonlight
From the monkey door of nearest cave
then howling of roaring lion will appear
jerking your all with deathly fear

I’ll fill you up
with passionate kisses
making a feeling in you
that the secular world is of no use
Suddenly in your mind
a thought will rush
that the moon is pouring
sweet and liquid nectar

Come on please dear
mooney night is calling you
with the rhythmic dance on waterfall
Opaque light of argent gets itself arrested
In the arm frame of pitch black

Full moon has mounted
over the peak of densely forest
Lightening the lane and by-lane
But into my eyes murky rainy night
Please come forward dear
And fill me up by your light

Posted by: Ron DuBour | April 29, 2016

Loyalty~submitted by Aendgzel Roze


Posted by: Ron DuBour | April 29, 2016

Summer Showers~by Lilian Dipasupil Kunimasa



Summer Showers

First rainfall in summer
I should have been under
Drenched in cool shower
Good luck I would gather

Summer showers bring luck
Scorched earth blessings suck
Deaths, pains from hearts pluck
Cleansing away humanity’s muck

Wish my word muck in as showers
Camouflaged trapholes uncovers
Release eagles from caged towers
And fire from hell die as it shivers

Summer showers all rejuvenated
The coolness of spirits recreated
Anger and evil deeds be abated
In one plate all creatures sated

How I wish to be outside drenched
From my incapacity be wrenched
Show the world how it stenched
My hunger for peace be quenched

But I’m now inside my room
Watching drops with gloom

Posted by: Ron DuBour | April 29, 2016

Broken~by Karen King




The young boy, lying in the sand,
Has come from a distant land.
Tossed overboard, lost in the sea,
Into the waves they were trying to flee.

The man’s other Son lost and also his wife,
They had hoped to start a different life.
Now he is broken; at what cost?
To escape the war. All is lost!

With his family, he now returns.
Now in coffins; when will man learn?
Back towards Syria to bury his life,
His soul in tatters amidst the strife.

When will man learn and stop this fight?
I don’t care who’s wrong or right!
Isn’t it time to come together as one?
To love each other under the same sun?

“Love Life” Karen King Copyright 2015

Friday!!! time for an American Hero! today is:


Knowing your American Heroes

Mildred Ella “Babe” Didrikson Zaharias

(1911 – 1956)

Dad was Ole and Mom was Hannah

Were immigrants from Norway.

Born in Port Arthur, Texas

June twenty-six was the day.

Best known for her athletic gifts

Many talents and competitor.

Whatever she competed in

“Babe” was the alienator.

The name “Babe” came from her softball days

One game hit five homeruns.

Nicknamed after the great Babe Ruth

That’s how it had begun.

She was an excellent seamstress

Winning State Fair in thirty-one.

All-American in basketball

She refused to be outdone.

Several songs with Mercury Records

Her biggest was “I felt a Little Teardrop.”

An expert diver and roller skater

Even bowling was at her top.

Excelled in Track and Field

In the L.A. Olympics in thirty-two.

Won one silver and two gold

Seemed nothing she could not do.

In thirty-five she picked up golf

A latecomer to the sport.

Where she would become most famous

As golf became her court.

Nineteen-fifty her greatest year

Won every golf-title available.

Total of eighty-two championships

No one else this will be achievable.

In John Sealy Hospital in Galveston

At the young age of forty-five.

On September twenty-seventh

As an Icon her name survives.

A heroin for all women

Nothing she could not achieve.

For Mildred Ella Didrikson

She believed she could succeed.

AUTHOR NOTES: Babe Zaharias was born Mildred Ella Didriksen in the oil town of Port Arthur, Texas. Her mother, Hannah, and her father, Ole, were immigrants from Norway. Three of her six siblings were born in Norway, and the other three were born in Port Arthur. Her surname was changed from Didriksen to Didrikson. Didrikson grew up in Beaumont and acquired the nickname “Babe” (after Babe Ruth) after she hit five home runs in a single baseball game. She wrote that she was born in 1914. However her tombstone and baptismal certificate say she was born in 1911, which is generally considered the correct year. Though best known for her athletic gifts, Zaharias had many talents and was a competitor in even the most domestic of occupations: sewing. She was an excellent seamstress and made many of the clothes she wore, including her golfing outfits. She won the sewing championship at the 1931 State Fair of Texas.

She was a singer and harmonica player. She recorded several songs on the Mercury Records label. Her biggest seller was “I Felt a Little Teardrop” with “Detour” on the flip side. She married George Zaharias, a professional wrestler, December 23rd, 1938.Zaharias gained world fame in track and field and All-American status in basketball. She played organized baseball and softball and was an expert diver, roller-skater and bowler. She won two gold medals and one silver medal for track and field in the 1932 Los Angeles Olympics. Didrikson’s first job was nominally as a secretary, for the Employers Casualty Insurance Co., of Dallas, Texas, in 1930. In fact, she was employed as a ruse for her to play basketball on one of the “industrial teams” in competitions organized by the Amateur Athletic Union. Despite leading the team to an AAU Basketball Championship in 1931, Didrikson first achieved wider attention as a track and field athlete. Representing her company in the 1932 AAU Championships, she entered eight events, winning five outright and tying first for a sixth. In the process, she set five world records in a single afternoon. Didrikson’s performance was enough to win the team championship, despite being the only member of her team. As the AAU Championships were the de facto US Olympic Trials, Didrikson qualified for the 1932 Summer Olympics in Los Angeles. She was limited to entering three events there, the javelin throw, the 80 m hurdles and the high jump. She nearly won all three events: she won gold medals in the javelin and hurdles and cleared the same height as compatriot Jean Shiley in the high jump (with whom she had tied in the AAU Championship). The jury, however, disapproved of her style (jumping over headfirst) and declared Shiley the Olympic champion. After the Games, Shiley and Didrikson split their medals. By 1935, she picked up the sport of golf, a latecomer to the sport by which she would become most famous. Shortly thereafter, despite the brevity of her experience, she was denied amateur status, and so in January 1938 she competed in the Los Angeles As the AAU Championships were the de facto US Olympic Trials, Didrikson qualified for the 1932 Summer Olympics in Los Angeles. She was limited to entering three events there, the javelin throw, the 80 m hurdles and the high jump. She nearly won all three events: she won gold medals in the javelin and hurdles and cleared the same height as compatriot Jean Shiley in the high jump (with whom she had tied in the AAU Championship). The jury, however, disapproved of her style (jumping over headfirst) and declared Shiley the Olympic champion. After the Games, Shiley and Didrikson split their medals. Babe went on to become America’s first female golf celebrity and the leading player of the 1940s and early 1950s. After winning back her amateur status in 1942, she won the 1946-47 United States Women’s Amateur Golf Championship as well as the 1947 British Ladies Amateur Golf Championship—the first American to do so—and three Western Open victories. Formally turning professional in 1947, she dominated the WPGA and later the LPGA, of which she was a founding member, until illness shortened her career in the mid-1950s. Zaharias even won a tournament named after her, the Babe Zaharias Open of Beaumont, Texas. She won the 1947 Titleholders Championship and the 1948 U.S. Women’s Open for her fourth and fifth major championships. She won 17 straight amateur victories, a feat never equaled by anyone, including Tiger Woods. By 1950, she had won every golf title available. Totaling both her amateur and professional victories, Zaharias won a total of 82 golf tournaments. Zaharias had her greatest year in 1950 when she completed the Grand Slam of the three women’s majors of the day, the U.S. Open, the Titleholders Championship, and the Western Open, in addition to leading the money list. That year, she became the fastest LPGA golfer to ever reach 10 wins. She was the leading money-winner again in 1951 and in 1952 took another major with a Titleholders victory, but illness prevented her from playing a full schedule in 1952-53. After being diagnosed with colon cancer in 1953 and undergoing surgery, she made a comeback in 1954 and took the Vare Trophy for lowest scoring average, her only win of the trophy, and her 10th and final major with a U.S. Women’s Open championship, one month after the cancer surgery. With this win, she became the second-oldest woman to ever win a major LPGA championship tournament (behind Fay Crocker; Zaharias now stands third to Crocker and Sherri Steinhauer). She also served as president of the LPGA from 1952 to 1955. Her colon cancer reappeared in 1955 and limited her schedule to eight events, but she managed two wins, which stand as her final ones in competitive golf. The cancer took its toll, and Zaharias died on September 27, 1956 at John Sealy Hospital in Galveston, Texas. At the time of her death, at age 45, she was still in the top rank of female golfers. She and her husband had established the Babe Zaharias Fund to support cancer clinics. She is buried at Forest Lawn Cemetery in Beaumont.

Posted by: Ron DuBour | April 29, 2016






the circle of love


Posted by: Ron DuBour | April 29, 2016

Androgyny~by Paul F. Lenzi





“Red Abstract Mystical Figure” by Jennie O’Connor

doubt creeps from the pen

leaves its tracks on the page

a form of ambiguous grammar

possibly poetry possibly prose

no one readily knows

and yet all may take license

interpreting whether it’s

stanza or paragraph held in

their hands whether lyrics

or lexes are given writ voice

either neither or both

in the end does it matter

androgynous artforms

are nonetheless art or at

least they appear to be so

all depending of course

on the ambient light and the

predispositions of readers

Posted by: Ron DuBour | April 28, 2016

The Unknown Infatuation~by Akshaya Kumar Das



The Unknown Infatuation

The sky’s blue amber ,
The Ocean”a sky blue pasture,

Mind delves into the deeper fathoms,
To feel the surprising bottoms ,

On the surface the rippling blues,
Creativity of awesome hues,

Surfing in the ocean’s rippling surface,
The surfer bubbling up & down on the huge terrace,

From the blue sky patches of clouds joining the surfing,
Reflections beaming with radiance morphing,

The distance between the real ,
Between the virtual,

An immeasurable fathomless depth,
Wishes trickling in soul to touch the breath,

The fragile breathe,
Time & again threatening death,

Fearlessly bracing the journey of the uncertain,
To surpass the boundary beyond the certain,

The sky’s eternal carpet,
Clouds in fusion with the sunset,

The Horizon’s radiant spread,
Before dipping into the world beyond,

Feelings floating with cloud patches,
Beyond soul’s reaches,

Mind in meditation to submerge,
To merge into the sublime assuage,
(c) Akshaya Kumar Das 28/4/2016 8:53 A.M

Posted by: Ron DuBour | April 28, 2016

Wisdom wherefore art thou?~by Lilian Dipasupil Kunimasa



Wisdom wherefore art thou?


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