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In the realm where day meets night,
A dark and ominous skyline takes its flight.
Foreboding storm clouds gather, heavy and low,
But amidst the darkness, a glimmering glow.
Bright sunlight pierces through the shroud,
A defiant beacon, bold and proud.
It casts a golden path upon the sea,
A promise of hope, a glimpse of what could be.
The ocean below, in turmoil and rage,
Its waves dance wildly, a relentless stage.
Yet in the midst of this tempestuous scene,
The sunlight's embrace, serene and pristine.
A juxtaposition of forces, fierce and grand,
Nature's artistry upon the land.
A reminder that even in darkest strife,
There's a chance for light to shape our life.
So stand in awe of this dramatic display,
As dark and light engage in their eternal ballet.
For in the storm's heart, we may yet find,
The strength to endure and leave no dream behind.
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A shimmer darts through morning's gleam,
As if the dawn released a dream.
With feathers forged in light's embrace,
The sunbird dances, full of grace.
Emerald, ruby, sapphire fire—
Each hue a note in nature’s choir.
No painter’s brush, no poet’s pen
Can hold the glow it shows again.
It doesn’t seek the thundered praise,
Just nectar sipped through golden haze.
Yet every flutter, every flight
Transforms the sky with colored light.
So small, so swift, yet grand its role—
A flicker bright that stirs the soul.
In bloom and breeze, in branch and sky,
Iridescent beauty passes by.
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Upon the dawn, so soft and bright,
A sunbird flits in golden light.
With feathers kissed by morning's hue,
In crimson, green, and sapphire blue.
It hovers light from bloom to bloom,
A whisper sweet, a soft perfume.
Its tiny heart beats fast and free,
A dancer in the sky's decree.
The nectar calls, so rich, so sweet,
With wings aglow, it finds its treat.
A guardian of the blossoms fair,
It spreads the seeds with tender care.
Oh, sunbird small, with colors bold,
A living gem, a tale retold.
In nature's song, you play your part,
A fleeting joy, a work of art.
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In the dappled light of forest glades, Where sun and shadow softly trade, A gray squirrel nimbly makes its way, In nature's quiet ballet.
With fur as soft as morning mist, And eyes that gleam like amethyst, It leaps and bounds with silent grace, Through trees that form its sacred space.
Its bushy tail, a plume so grand, A feathered flag in woodland land, It sways and curls with every flight, A dancer's dream in pale twilight.
Among the branches high and free, The gray squirrel moves so gracefully, Gathering acorns, seeds, and dreams, Beside the gentle, whispering streams.
Oh, gentle creature, wild and bright, You fill the forest with pure delight, In your small world, a life so full, A tiny wonder, gray and beautiful.
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Eyes of gold
Are beaming out
As if to burn your heart
They mesmerise
They hypnotise
You're powerless to depart
You cannot look away
Nor move
They hold you in their glare
You're trapped
Within a sea of gold
Captive of a golden stare
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Tall as the trees that sway and bend,
A gentle giant, a graceful friend.
With legs like stilts and a towering stride,
You roam the plains, so bold and wide.
Your patterned coat, a golden quilt,
Soft-spotted beauty, perfectly built.
A neck that stretches toward the sky,
Reaching leaves that hang up high.
Eyes so warm, with lashes long,
In silent grace, where you belong.
Among the acacias, where sunlight weaves,
You nibble softly on tender leaves.
Your purple tongue, a curious sight,
Lifts to the sun with every bite.
A marvel of nature, a gentle soul,
The savanna’s watchtower, strong and whole.
Oh, noble giraffe, tall and free,
Keeper of secrets, a mystery.
With every step, a dance, a song—
In your land, where you belong.
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In the forest's tranquil grace,
The gray squirrel finds its place,
With dainty paws and eyes so keen,
It's a vision of nature's serene scene.
Among the branches, it glides and weaves,
In the dappled light, among the leaves,
Its silver fur, a soft array,
Guiding it through its woodland ballet.
With a nimble spirit, it freely roams,
In nature's sanctuary, it finds its homes,
A creature so elegant, in every way,
Enhancing the beauty of each new day.
Oh, graceful gray squirrel, in your stride,
You dance through the woods, so full of pride,
In your presence, we find joy and cheer,
A reminder of nature's wonders, crystal clear.
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Through emerald leaves and autumn gold,
The gray squirrel’s story unfolds,
A tiny dancer, quick and free,
Leaping through the forest sea.
Its silver fur, a gentle hue,
Blends with dawn’s soft morning dew,
A brush of gray in nature’s hand,
Painting life across the land.
With tiny paws, it scours the ground,
For acorns, seeds—treasures found.
A builder, saver, wild and wise,
Its work beneath the open skies.
High in the canopy, it soars,
A nimble spirit, forest’s core.
Its tail, a banner, sways with pride,
A guide through where the branches hide.
Oh, little guardian of the trees,
Dancing with the autumn breeze,
Your fleeting form, a fleeting grace,
Brings magic to this woodland space.
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Morning Walk and Water Fountain
Every morning, I wake up to the gentle chirping of birds and the sweet scent of blooming flowers. It is a vibrant tapestry of colours and textures. The sun is just beginning to rise, casting a golden glow over the landscape.
I take a deep breath and inhale the fresh morning air. It's filled with the intoxicating fragrance of tropical flowers. I can hear the gentle babbling of the fountain in the centre of the garden and the soft rustle of leaves as the breeze blows through the trees.
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Path of the Dragon and Garden Fountain
As the sun rose in the morning, I took a peaceful walk along a winding path in my tropical garden. The air was filled with the distant calls of birds, creating a natural symphony. The path was lined with lush plants and flowering shrubs, inviting me deeper into this enchanting world, where every step felt like an adventure into the unknown.
Suddenly, my peaceful walk was interrupted by a gigantic Komodo dragon. The dragon was basking in the sun right on my path. Its scaly skin shone in the sunlight, and its sharp eyes watched me intently. Although the dragon didn't seem to care about my presence, I couldn't continue my journey. This exciting and humbling encounter reminded me of long-lost memories of raw beauty and unpredictability.
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The Power of Reading and Knights Manifesting.
I remember sitting on the couch with my mom.
Listening and imagining every word of her story.
It was about a young man who lived in a magical world.
The man had a special gift.
He could fight.
He was destined to live through many great adventures.
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As I watched the wasp, I couldn't help but think about the contrast between its focused energy and my scattered thoughts. Despite the wasp's potentially harmful sting, it moved with a sense of purpose and direction, sadly missing in my life. Its true strength lies in its ability to be present in the moment, to focus on the task at hand, and to move with intention and direction.
I closed my eyes and focused on the sounds of the water flowing and the gentle rustle of leaves in the wind. Gradually, I felt my mind become more calm and centred. When I opened my eyes again, the wasp had flown away, but its energy and sense of purpose lingered.
I now make a conscious effort to be more present in the moment, to focus on the task at hand, and to move with intention and direction. I found that channelling my memories of the wasp enabled me to grasp a sense of peace and purpose even amid chaos.
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Leisure and Productivity - A Day in a Life
It's time for a change: workplaces need to weave leisure into the fabric of the workday.
Incorporating leisure isn't a luxury; it's a strategy to rejuvenate our minds and spark creativity.
Say goodbye to stress and hello to peak performance through leisure activities at work.
Leisure shouldn't wait for the day's end; it's a vital piece of the productivity puzzle.
When work includes leisure, satisfaction soars and engagement deepens.
We are more than our output; we deserve a work-life balance celebrating our humanity.
Imagine a workplace where leisure and labour dance in harmony, enhancing our intellect."
Shift the focus: It's not just about being productive but about feeling fulfilled.
An enriched workday awaits when we blend leisure seamlessly into our tasks.
Let's champion a workplace revolution where leisure and work unite for a richer life experience.
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In a shady, sylvan glade I found,
A secret world where peace did abound,
Where sunlight danced through the emerald shade,
On a mossy tree stump, a glowing fern displayed.
Beneath the ancient, towering trees,
Whispers of the breeze stirred the leaves,
Their stories woven in every ray,
In this enchanted haven, I chose to stay.
The fern, a beacon, in verdant attire,
A jewel of the forest, a heart's desire,
Its luminous fronds, a mystical sight,
Guiding lost souls through the forest's night.
Mossy cushions covered the ground,
Where woodland creatures gathered 'round,
To share their tales, to sing their song,
In this sylvan glade where they belong.
The silence here was a soothing balm,
A sanctuary, a woodland calm,
In nature's embrace, I found my place,
In this shady, sylvan glade's gentle grace.
So, let us cherish these hidden retreats,
Where nature's beauty and magic meets,
In the heart of the woods, where dreams are made,
In a shady, sylvan glade with a glowing fern on mossy tree stum displayed.
The Things We Can Do Together.
The things we can do together to improve our situation.
Acknowledging challenges is the first step to better outcomes.
Our actions and choices shape our future.
Embracing uncomfortable change opens doors to new possibilities.
Collaborating with others illuminates new paths.
Continuous learning is crucial for effective navigation of life's uncertainties.
Resilience and determination guide us towards brighter horizons amidst adversity.
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Vacation Exit poem
I am stuck in an edge-forward crawl.
A gridlock by design.
Two locals are engaged in dialogue.
My world is locked into this predestined cabin.
Their world is open and unrestricted.
A melody formed by parallel and simulated circumstances.
Mangkukulam City
The overwhelming sensation of immersing in an unfamiliar and incomprehensible city is intense. The person I will become is now more relevant than ever. The uncharted territory that lies ahead is full of uncertainties and unknowns. I am about to embark on a journey to explore what lies beyond my present self.
Garden Wasp and Intentional Observation
As I was enjoying the peacefulness of my tropical water garden, I came across a lone ground wasp. The sun was shining brightly, making its wings sparkle. My garden was a beautiful blend of colours and calm waters, a shared haven where the hive's chaos and all expectations were temporarily muted. I watched the wasp search among the leaves and petals daily, moving with purpose and precision. However, despite my outward calmness, my mind was filled with emotions and thoughts. Although the garden held a deep connection for us, my sense of belonging didn't transcend my commitments. The gentle sounds of the water flow and the rustling of leaves in the wind brought a rare moment of peace amid an otherwise stressful life. Is the wasp's ability to sting an advantage in finding peace of mind or a perceptual error created by my intentional observation?
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We're working harder than ever but getting further behind.
Our efforts have intensified as we strive to achieve more.
Despite our increased dedication, we find ourselves falling further back.
We are putting in more hours and energy than before.
Our commitment to the task has strengthened, yet our progress is lagging.
The intensity of our work has risen, but our distance from the goal is increasing.
Although we exert more effort, we're still moving away from our objectives.
We've ramped up our work ethic, but we're not making the desired advancements.
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Face Your Challenges
Many individuals face challenges balancing their work and personal lives, and you're not alone.
Struggling to balance work and personal life is a common experience many share.
Achieving work-life balance is best when done together.
Finding the equilibrium between work and personal life can be a universal challenge requiring joint effort.
Seek support from friends, family, or a therapist who can provide valuable outside perspectives.
Finding a balance between work and personal life is a together we stand effort.
The pursuit of work-life balance is a journey many individuals undertake, and achieving it requires a collective effort.
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The Geese have arrived.
This love mirrors the enduring beauty of nature itself. A longing I cannot ignore. My heart swells with a warmth that matches the vibrancy of their arrival. The wet season shall soon be on us.
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Realms Beyond Understanding
I am drifting into the realms beyond my understanding.
Beyond the shadows of my former self.
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“Remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to it. I want to become acutely aware of all I’ve taken for granted.”
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath
The Power of Reading Past, Present and Future
I remember sitting on the couch with my mom.
Listening and imagining every word of her story.
It was about a young man who lived in a magical world.
The man had a special gift.
He could fight.
He was destined to live through many great adventures.
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Legacy of a Hero Rizal
Time and history.
It makes me question how my past experiences shape who you are today.
I would like to know if your present selves are shaping tomorrow.
Please reflect on whether your desires and beliefs echo my past struggles and dreams.
We break free to create a new destiny and are then forever to become prisoners of history,
Although the path to the future is uncertain, learning from our past can create a future free from history's shadows.
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They left a page of images hieroglyphic visages
goddess's of perimeters saturnine-unlimited
Telling warns and Worn old tellings
noble savage storms foretelling
From all corners comes the law from above and through the door
Deity is Night and Night is Day today
twilight of the Gnomes emerging from hades
Aesops new wine of old bottles and battle scarred phases
lay lying in the cave waiting to lift his steady gazes
buried byres between nothing and slight
In the dark our successors bite
Mangkukulam New and Old
Can the past and future survive the intertwined needs of the present?
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Etched Rats and Crucifix
The dystopian is creative.
The situation is dire.
The machines are malfunctioning and out of control.
Pestilence and viruses are rapidly spreading.
Our cities are in a state of chaos and disorder.
We lost hope in our Leaders.
They juxtapose for their future.
Grace trickles down to the favoured.
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Unveiling the Secrets of the Night
As the sun disappeared below the horizon, I strolled through a garden at night where the lines between reality and dreams were blurred. The moon, a quiet guardian above, bathed the garden in a gentle, silver light, transforming every leaf and petal into glistening jewels of the night.
I watched the night-blooming flowers unfurl their petals in a silent, secret dance. They appeared to have whispered conversations with the stars above, sharing secrets of the night that day-dwellers like myself were seldom privy to.
The air was filled with the symphony of insects and night birds, and their melody harmonized with the rustle of leaves in the gentle night breeze. I stopped by a pond, its surface a perfect reflection of the cosmos, with stars sparkling like diamonds scattered across its depth. The water rippled as night birds skimmed its surface, adding to the enchantment.
This garden at night was a different realm, a world where the boundaries of time and space seemed to dissolve. Here, I felt a connection to something greater, a profound understanding that the beauty of the night was a reminder of the endless wonders of our universe. It was a place where the mundane transformed into the magical, and for a moment, I, too, was part of this mystical symphony of the night.
In this enlightened realm, each element of the garden - the moon, the stars, the flowers, and even the night air - spoke a language of beauty and mystery. It was a phenomenon that transcended mere visual appeal, touching the soul with its serene, otherworldly grace.
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Felicity Redbow
was fish of the year
when she swam into town
for her crown premier
Her lovely red bow
set her lashes aflutter
and her beauty shone brightly
quite like no other
She was gently demure
and then strong and secure
when she met George the Grouper
who was perfect for her
He took her to dinner
A fancy affair
so she wore her best redbow
pinned into her hair
George was so wowed
as they made their love vows
and Felicity Redbow
became his sweet spouse
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