tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72904327960265850232011-04-21T20:50:25.516-07:00a glimpse of my poetry and the way i understand it...celestinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299504846910405802noreply@blogger.comBlogger71100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290432796026585023.post-58133031291356044472008-11-27T05:09:00.000-08:002008-11-27T05:11:31.451-08:00as moment passes, rains flow..<br />pour on flowers, hoping to grow.<br />thunder and lightning's now up to show.<br />cat's nature- so eager to know..<br />dandelion of mountains, wave of shores.<br />touches my feet and sinks through my spores..<br />heavenly bodies like moon and sun..<br />the stars are falling, sounds like fun.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290432796026585023-5813303129135604447?l=celestineswebjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>celestinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299504846910405802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290432796026585023.post-17639353221392148222008-11-27T05:05:00.000-08:002008-11-27T05:06:53.653-08:00the morning wakes with the light of sun,<br />another day, a different glow from the eyes of everyone.<br />sun's rays shining on ones face, it's obviously a good day.<br />not until a sudden rain comes, pouring on seas..<br />having lighting and thunder together with it.<br />sun disappears.. hiding behind the overwhelming clouds.<br />pulled out from its throne, taken away by storms..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290432796026585023-1763935322139214822?l=celestineswebjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>celestinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299504846910405802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290432796026585023.post-9269238765472984602008-11-27T05:00:00.000-08:002008-11-27T05:03:18.405-08:00photography is admired so much,<br />as the camera strikes a flash,<br />seems like lightning, taking me by surprise.<br />without the poses the picture is real and nice..<br />i agree, true beauty is seen through a stolen shot..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290432796026585023-926923876547298460?l=celestineswebjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>celestinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299504846910405802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290432796026585023.post-46875392986685281302008-11-27T04:59:00.000-08:002008-11-27T05:00:08.146-08:00the rain is frantic as it pours down the brine.<br />as the bask buries itself behind the scud..<br />the watered earth formed mud..<br />after hours the water dried.<br />moments passed,<br />the era of rain's over...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290432796026585023-4687539298668528130?l=celestineswebjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>celestinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299504846910405802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290432796026585023.post-77023170714869381702008-11-27T04:56:00.000-08:002008-11-27T04:58:27.872-08:00sleep like water at the stagnant sea,<br />dream like ocean, full of mystery.<br />open the window under the moon light sky,<br />open your palm and let go the butterfly.<br />cry like rain and wash the dust away,<br />ease your pain and have a better day..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290432796026585023-7702317071486938170?l=celestineswebjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>celestinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299504846910405802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290432796026585023.post-54370693832288100742008-11-27T04:48:00.000-08:002008-11-27T04:51:00.568-08:00i am down and empty,<br />sad and unhappy,<br />prisoned by misery,<br />could this be me??<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290432796026585023-5437069383228810074?l=celestineswebjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>celestinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299504846910405802noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290432796026585023.post-83298581849003918832008-11-27T04:09:00.000-08:002008-11-27T04:20:30.356-08:00i travel day after day<br />a barefooted journey<br />over the rocky road.<br />then to the open sea.<br />sailing alone, with no one.<br />not even my shadow with me.<br />only indicates the absence of light,<br />it's nowhere.<br />it might have hidden itself behind the scud.<br />or i'm maybe just blind.<br /><br />wind comes whispering to my ears,<br />reminding me the sweetness of my every dream.<br />i'm awaken! i'm alive!<br />but where is the moon,<br />where are the stars?<br />unseen? covered?<br />am i sleeping, am i blind?<br /><br />then the boat touches the shore.<br />is this it? am i here?<br />my destination, my final call?<br />i see... the shining sun,<br />the green land.<br />i've finally reached it!<br />after the big waves of the ocean,<br />the rough rocks of the land,<br />and the absence of light at that night.<br />i'm here at last!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290432796026585023-8329858184900391883?l=celestineswebjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>celestinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08299504846910405802noreply@blogger.com1