Posted by: Ron DuBour | November 25, 2015

Thank you~What I am Thankful for!~by rldubour



Thank you~What I am Thankful for!

I count my blessings every day morning noon and night.
And when I come to you, I always count you twice.

I thank you for your caring of me throughout the day.
I thank you for just sharing your life in every way.

I thank you for your sweet caress and your tender kiss.
I thank you for just holding hands and so much more than this.

I thank you for just being here when I am down and blue.
I thank you for the love you give and everything you do.

I thank you for that lovely smile when I look at you.
I thank you for your grace and style that is always coming through.

You live each day with wings of faith like the angel that you are.
I am sure you came from heaven, you are that shining star.

If I should ever lose your love the memory I will treasure.
Treasure all the things in life and all of you forever.

Posted by: Ron DuBour | November 25, 2015

In truth of love I lie ~by Nutan Sarawagi

Inspired by my poetfriend Ron DuBour



In truth of love I lie

In truth of love I lie
making no excuse
of a life in which to come and bid goodbye
making it an excuse
to divulge in it’s truth as we play hide and seek with the truth
the truth is us for ours to see , to not see , it is no excuse
as i wait for it to make an excuse
come what may in life to love and live in it , is for life ,
a no excuse
so live life the way you want to
in it making it your excuse
the reason to live your life your way
is never any excuse
for it is my life please excuse
i listen to no one
for it is my life I win hands down
excuse or no excuse
my life my way
living my way with me
in my own excuse

Posted by: Ron DuBour | November 25, 2015




Seth and June



100 words.  Photo Credit: Sandra Crook — basis for this week’s Friday Fictioneers flash fiction challenge by Rochelle Wisoff.

He lived in the pink house, she in the white. They grew up together laughing, climbing the hillside, riding the school bus. No one was surprised when he proposed. It was quietly assumed. Seth and June.

Just days after the wedding, his unit was called. She wept and he promised to return.

Eight months of living with her folks. Skyping when possible, through static and frozen image. And now she sat, secret intact. Large belly pressed against the pane, a new life about to enter theirs. She waited for him to round the bend. Promise fulfilled and multiplied by two


Posted by: Ron DuBour | November 25, 2015

Coral’s Gremlin~by Lilian Dipasupil Kunimasa



Coral’s Gremlin


All memos in phone swiped clean
Where all hard written works had been
A good reason to scream, make a scene
Another visit from Coral’s gremlin

Oh he’s not really a bad old Tuck
Your friend’s account he’ll never hack
But in your unit he is a crazy pack
You’d be wanting to send him back

Back to Australia I’d love to kick
His Mommy can take on his trick
But Coral loves her little green hick
I’d rather not let my friend get sick

How come the guy won’t go to France
The Queen of Hearts he can put in trance
In her computer gremlin won’t make entrance
Love to learn the Queen’s security dance

I demand for the twit to come clean
Bring back my works from where they’ve been
Or I am going to scream and make a scene
Next time I get a visit from Coral’s gremlin

Posted by: Ron DuBour | November 25, 2015

Delighted~by Hela Tekali





Delighted I am
In your providence, your garden
Your soft hand nurishes my spirit
As my lullaby i start quitely to Croon…

Delighted I am…
When your twilights are no longer dead
As in your Arabian Nights where you
Keep me safe from evil surrounded by
Your beacon of dreams: Your fabulous full Moon….

Delighted I am…
When the Sun is rising in the east and I start singing my feast. It soothes and warms my days with its sensual rays.
As all proves to be my favorite Boon….

Delighted I am..
When left in your garden, your providence
When my past sorrows, atonements my fallen tree
With a gust of a wind are all forever Blown…
Jenayah Hela
@Spiritual Poetry
Delighted I Am…

Posted by: Ron DuBour | November 25, 2015

The beauty of forgiveness~by Mandour Saleh Hikel



The beauty of forgiveness

Leave a light open
Allow it to pass through
It is not only me
There are so many people
That really care about you
They need your light and spirit
In life to carry on
Like angels when they come
To take off all our sorrows
And put a smile upon.
Leave a light open
I didn’t mean to hurt
A beautiful heart like yours
I’d rather die if you
Because of me,
Colored your life in blues.
So please
Release all your anger
Release all your sorrows
Release your used forgiveness
Just show the beauty in you
And wipe my heart’s tears
Cause for me
You are the sound
When silence
Is all I hear.

Mandour Saleh Hikel

Posted by: Ron DuBour | November 25, 2015

Citadel~by Lilian Dipasupil Kunimasa





Walls to surround the fort
One law, one soul, one effort
One rule in mind import
Infidels, headcut or deport

Muzzle a resonant voice
There are, but one choice
Citizen right to invoice
Duty bound to one’s poise

No disappointment, no pain
No expectations, no gain
No pressure, no stress strain
No diversity, all same refrain

Inside a citadel you stay
Follow not, but one way
Safe obedience every day
Soul at night dies and decay

This is a sanctuary, a citadel
We have but just one model

Posted by: Ron DuBour | November 25, 2015

Spotlight~by Lilian Dipasupil Kunimasa





Ease off with the spotlight
Insecurities I have to fight
Dim not the joy of light
Get me out of everyone’s sight

Hold off my crowd fears at bay
Hide me from brightness of day
Behind the scene I’ll trail the way
Hidden from sight let me stay

I can hold on to commitment
I can do beyond my assignment
Even claim my words as own statement
Just don’t lead me to the ray of harassment

I desire not to walk the spotlight
For my privacy I fervently fight
I wish not the glamour of limelight
Get me out of everyone’s sight

Posted by: Ron DuBour | November 25, 2015

Facebook Life~by Lilian Dipasupil Kunimasa



Facebook Life


Based on an internet research
Heavens know why I can’t search
Facebook has become the main link
For friends families strangers and kink

Not that I would love it differently
All for me has been well currently
We are all here as one family
Serious, funny, nerdy or peculiarly

Sometimes accounts we can manage
Other times things happen outrage
Facebook can be for others really strict
Some others, so casual to predict

Well it’s all the same in the real world
Sometimes it’s stiff sometimes it fold
Consistency is aka for always change
Control is definitely out of range

But still I love to be on Facebook
With friends and family I can hook
Just hope no one my account will hack
Friends know me, to hackers fire back

Posted by: Ron DuBour | November 25, 2015

Poet’s Rambles~by Lilian Dipasupil Kunimasa



Poet’s Rambles


So at first it was a Ballad
Long lines to make you sad
Then the short Limerick
If I can master the humour trick

Come the children for a Fable
Across the food laden table
Four lines for a Quatrain
All coaches linked as a train

Nine lines for my Septolet
That’s the limit my words get
Trudged on with the Free verse
No rhymes no numbers can’t be terse

How I love to read an Epic
Twisted may be some topic
To make an interesting Ode
Be grateful of things I owed

A violin required for Sonnet
Have romance caught in a net
Scholars go on Didactic
Be not preachy, peachy tactic

All for the Toungue twisters
Let your tongues burn in the toasters
A wity scheming Palindrome
Both ways lead you back home

Ah my beloved Monorhyme
Sounding clinks of wind chime
Read or sing a Rondeau
As you wait for the boiling stew

Nature captured in Haiku
True message words don’t coo
Three lines for the Triolets
Hanging twirled spicey cutlets

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