Friday Madness!

Friday Madness!

Friday grips my attention.

Restraining, increasing the tension

In my chest. My mind is already

Dancing away from my body

And skipping with glee down the hallway

Yes, obviously happy it's Friday.

Nov 30 is Bonifacio Day

ps.
It's going to be a long weekend - with the November 30 "Bonifacio Day" moved to be celebrated on November 29.  Let's take some time this weekend to stop and remember one of our Nation's heroes, Andres Bonifacio.


pps. To those celebrating it...

Happy Thanksgiving!

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Just Another Friday Poem

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I feel my eyebrows twitching

in anticipation. Wishing

I was done with these remaining

reports writing...

telephones ringing...

In my mind I am shouting

"Friday! FRIDAY!" Neverending.

Oh my tired mind is trying...

but it's failing.

Failing.

Failing.

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My mind on a Syzygy

Frustrated.
My mind bleeps in short bursts of thought. Inconsistent.
I start a sentence and terminate a phrase.
Don't terminate. Don't terminate my space.

Overwhelmed with anger at the sheer audacity.
Disillusioned. My idealism shattered. Insanity.
Stupefied by the blatant neglect. Or ignorance?
For the answers we know to the questions we dare not ask.

For all this craziness, who has most to gain when we have the most to lose?

I've lost my rhyme and rhythm.
A dissonance. A nuance. A knot in my nape that cannot be undone.
Should I resign myself and brace for the impact?





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"Contemplation"

For frustrations creep in slowly in the silence,

and the soft hum of the room disturbs the balance

of my tired mind. My eyes are empty islands

on vacation with a hammock and the garlands

of sweet flowers 'round our necks. My defiance

to defeat is like fighting against giants.

Still I forge ahead for failure is no choice,

I will shout and sing until I lose my voice,

I will write - and every poetry or prose,

will reflect the truth, my happiness, my woes.

And I sit here with my hands upon my face,

for my heart is lonely, longing your embrace.

Must this distance be a harsh neccesitation?

In my room I sit alone in contemplation.

-reyjr

This is the first ever "serious" poem I published on Reyjr.com ever made. lol. Check out my other less serious ones here: Poems

The wonderful painting above can be found here: Paragon Fine Art - Stephanie Clair and is called "A MOMENT OF CONTEMPLATION"




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I was beginning

A Theme Thursday Post

Zero

I was beginning to get bored
inside my mummy's tummy
so I kicked the joint and split
through this passageway so tiny

It took me three whole days
it was a special trilogy
until at long last I was born
on that night of a syzygy

Puberty

I was beginning to grow
hair in places that you know,
and my voice was always cracking
Oh, what about my singing?

So I went to the Doc
To seek medical support
But instead, he circumcised me
Now I'm no longer "supot".


Lol.
*supot is a Filipino word that means "uncircumcised".



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Whoops!

I was goin' to write a post,
my brain brimming with a host
of possibilities, a most
exciting Thursday worth a toast!

But I'm sitting here instead
my home internet is dead!
No one paid the monthly bill...
No one had the urge nor will...

So my friends, 'tis my short note
In a hurry, this I wrote
I don't want my boss to see
My screen on 'Born a Syzygy'!

...whoops!



A Theme Thursday post

Theme Thursday: Mineral

My thoughts about a mineral
do not come up with several
Quite opposite! A general
feeling like a struggle...

My freshman year I was "Opal"
Which now I learned isn't a mineral!
because opal has no crystal-
-line structure..thats for real!

(Hm...I need to shave my stubble)

Hold on this is not normal...
can't find words ending A-L!
A challenge to my mental
capacity! Be gentle.
At least I didn't use "rectal"
In this my rhyme so playful

I fumble and I foible
I diddle and I babble
just to make a single
post on my Theme-a Thursday.

oops.




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Stupid Silly Poems of Overworked on a Friday

Office Instant Messenger at 6PM on a Friday night...

Officemate 1: Rey, pauwi na ba kayo in a few minutes?
Me: Hmm, how few is few?

a few is just bit
but another thought, just wait!
'coz a bit is less than few
or does that depend on you?
I know a couple is just two
so does few mean more than..., oooh
how about a "teka lang"
is it really short or long-

Officemate 1: huh?
Me: ....

just a pondering on "few"
maybe Tudoy or you knew
is it more than "several",
is it more than 1 at all?

Officemate 1: tudoy pls answer, di ko na nage-gets si rey
Officemate 2: weird na si rey

-end-

Friday

Venerdi!
Wow-wowi!
Pauwi
Na kami!

Manila
Pupunta!
Miss ko na
Pamilya

At Gelpren.
Bukas den
Dalawen,
Kakaen

Sa labash.
Ampaw cash,
Need car wash.
New Year Bash

Kong Hei Fat
Year of Rat!
Choi forgot!
Ay lagot.

Stuck

In Tabangao stuck

For the weekend. Buck

Naked, running amuck

In my bedroom. Struck

out of Tumble-bug

doesn't rhyme with: Pluck

a guitar, but, luck!

I don't play it. Luck!

I don't have one. Stuck,

Like a fly on a window. Yuck.

-reyjr

Losing Sleep

i was slowly falling into a routine,
losing sleep, i'm awake and its fourteen
minutes past 2 in the morning. Dreaming
while i'm awake, my mind keeps swirling
'round and 'round. Bean's bear on my bedside
table, i'm seeing my room from the inside.
unmade bed looks comfortable 'nough
but the aircon's noisy, that's why its tough
to get Silent Nights during Christmastime.
set my clock at 6, but wake up at 9.

xoxo