Save Mother Earth

I’m running low in my creativity mileage but I don’t want to miss the opportunity to share my view about saving the only place we live in.

It’s not the perfect poem but let me share it anyway in time for Earth Day.

Save Mother Earth

by Ria C. Cervantes

The majestic world we live in

Is filled with wonders and riches.

For beyond the depths of the seas

And the summits of mountains,

Are teeming with life and natural resources.

We have taken all these for granted,

The responsibilities we have for nature

In protecting the only place we can live in

Mother Earth, as we call her.

It is not yet late.

Let us not procrastinate

To do our part

In saving Mother Earth.

The Difference Between You and Your Boss

I cannot help but nod and smile as I read my friend's forwarded email about the difference between you and your boss. For those who are working like me, probably, you may be able to relate with this but if not, just enjoy and snicker. I am posting this forwarded email just for kicks! Employees out there.... do you agree? LOL! And to those in management, don't be a spoil-sport ;)

"ME and MY BOSS

When I take a long time to finish,
I am slow,
When my boss takes a long time,
he is thorough

When I don't do it,
I am lazy,
When my boss does not do it,
he is busy,

When I do something without being told,
I am trying to be smart,
When my boss does the same,
he takes the initiative,

When I please my boss,
I am apple polishing,
When my boss pleases his boss,
He is cooperating,

When I make a mistake,
I am an idiot.
When my boss makes a mistake,
He's only human.

When I am out of the office,
I am wondering around.
When my boss is out of the office,
He's on business.

When I am on a day off sick,
I am always sick.
When my boss is a day off sick,
He must be very ill.

When I apply for leave,
I must be going for an interview .
When my boss applies for leave,
it's because he's overworked

When I do good,
my boss never remembers,
When I do wrong,
he never forgets

what to do????????????? "

Who ever wrote this, "I feel for you!"

Feeling Blue

I wrote this poem few days ago when I was feeling a little bummed. There's just too many things going on in my life and I can barely catch up. Anyway, this is just my way of venting out...bear with me folks :)

Feeling Blue
by Ria Cervantes

I'm feeling blue
I don't know what to do
It started this morning
But it leaves me drowning.

The perkiness is amiss
A feeling I must not dismiss
Because it dampens my spirit
I am not up to it.

I'm feeling blue
I don't know what to do
Maybe there's a cure
Not in the form I cannot endure.

Just get me out in the rut
I don't want to get stuck
I hate to feel negative
I choose to be positive.

But I'm feeling blue
I don't know what to do.
I need His saving Grace
To get me out of this maze.

I lift my weary heart
Up above in His arms
This feeling needs to depart
Because I mean no harm.

I just want to be happy
Like I always do
This feeling I call blue
Can't stay and that is true.

Flu Boo Boo... and again...

Having been on and off sick, I am so getting sick of it! I really don't know how to make myself healthier than ever. I drink lots of water, exercise regularly, eat fruits and veggies. I am a less meat eater, not much on fried foods but yet, I still fall ill quite fast. I am already bordering being a hypochondriac because of my frail health. However, if you look at me, I am not emaciated. I am even in the chubby side but I still get sick easily. %&@#!!!

Flu Boo Boo part 2 (or 3 or 4 or 5, or was it 6 or 7???)
by Ria Cervantes

Not again!
I have this cough and phlegm
I don't know what to do.

I drank more water
And juices too
So my resistance will have power.

Now and then,
I get sick my friends
How do I recover?

More rests?
Or even medicines
To make my immune system the best.

Frankly now
I am so tired
Of falling ill in a row.

Tell me please
What will make me at ease
So I don't fall ill again.


sob...sob...sob....sob...sob

Busy Bee

A short poem I've written few days ago on how busy I was (and still am) to attend to other stuff; hence, the delay in posting articles, responding to emails and messages in my chat boxes, reading mails and other activities I used to do. Sorry for that... here's the reason why...

Busy Bee
By Ria Cervantes

Busy, busy, busy as a bee…

Why are you calling me?

I cannot return calls, you see

I maxed out my energy

No time even for thee.

Busy, busy, busy as a bee…

Why are you calling me?

The Midnight Owl

The Midnight Owl
by Ria Cervantes

Alone in the forest
One summer night
I took the needed rest
And there is nary in sight.

The moon was shining
As I stared on the sky
Many thoughts are running
Was this solitude worth the try?

Hooo, hooo, came a sound
I wondered who was on the prowl
And was surprised on what I have found,
On a tree, perched the midnight owl.

Hooo, hooo, "You are alone, I see"
Said the owl to a restless me
"I want to leave my worries,"
The midnight owl nodded to agree.

"And if I may ask?" I said to him
"Why are you here?" I asked.
"I have been alone in this forest rim,"
"The peace of the silent night is mine." He added.

The midnight owl looked so content
Perched on the branch, where he was meant
I continue to lie with my own laments
As I try to comprehend where my life just went.

In the silence of the night the wise midnight owl has said
"Child, just throw worries aside
Your fears cast away like mold
Live your life with hope."

With that, the midnight owl flew.
The wisdom spoken I never knew.
Left alone in silence, I have learned
Life's great lesson from my midnight owl friend.

(photo from: http://www.birdingintaiwan.com/mountainscopsowl.htm)

The Colors of the World

I see the sky
And it's all blue,
Like the ocean with its azure hue.

I see the trees
And they are all green
With the verdant leaves on the brim.

I see the sun
And how it glows!
Like a golden ring on a distant slope.

I see a land
With the warm shades of brown,
Which echoes warmth all around.

And I see folks like you and me.
We are part of this mystery.
The colors are rich with variety
Of people, plants, animals and nature's elements in a mould.
For these are the colors of the world.


~oOo~

I have written this poem as tribute to our Mother Earth. Let's support all organizations and causes fighting for the protection of the world we live in.

Thanks.

Insomnia

It's wee in the morning
I still cannot sleep
I can't understand something
I don't know how to keep.
My sight is blurred
My thoughts are spinning
But my head is thinking
Am I getting absurd?
Another sleepless night
A thought without a sight,
To break this nasty plight
Will be just right.
Good night.....

(photo source: http://ucsdnews.ucsd.edu/thisweek/2006/dec/images/sleepless01.jpg)