Taming This Tyke's Voice Since 2007

As I Travel On

morning flower

Like the seeds and the flowers, I, too, long for the sun to lit my face and so I follow the direction of the light. I don’t turn my back to its warm glow, I tried it once but I only saw shadows. I crawl, and walk, and run, and slowly tread my path towards the light ~ it is the only way I could get a better view of life, of my destiny slowly revealing itself from the distance as I travel on. It’s like waking up, rising, walking and following a spark of light in the morning haze believing the promise to see my full vision coming to life as I travel on.

As I draw the curtains open ~

Welcoming the light to my room ~ in the morning,

I’m warmly greeted by ethereal scenery,

From the window, of the garden.

Velv’ty petals, captivating;

Ferns’ fronds waving, pruned bonsai trees, green leaves sparkling.

The morning dew trickles on the leaves, like pearls dripping.

My secret treasures, my blessings.

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Along, a light soundtrack playing,

Of winds whistling, and birds in the background chirping.

Closed eyes, I inhale the eucalyptus essence,

Wafting in the air of morning.

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A breeze steals me a tender kiss,

In my mind, I draw someone’s face and lips, and wish.

Evanescence, with open eyes, it vanishes.

‘Tis gone like a dream, leave no trace.

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Fruits mellow as I wake today.

Seeds sprout, birds perched and nestle in the mango tree.

Fishes swim in the pond, contained, yet feeling free.

Tendrils cling, vines rising, like me.

(Rising: Welcoming The Light By: Jeques B. Jamora – October, 2005)

As I continue to move forward, the light defines itself and give my life new meaning. Destinies reached become part of the colorful trails I left, like lamp-posts to mark my glorious travels when I look back and re-live the lights of the memories. I continue to rise from the grounds of home that anchors my heart and where I am deeply rooted. So no matter how far the distances I reach as I continue to chase my destiny, I know where I belong, I know my heart’s home.

lightposts

Bay-bay, Roxas City, Philippines 

In a tropical isle in the southeast,

 

Is a dormant waif seed with lots of dreams.

He is home, but his soul seems not at rest,

For across the seas his destiny beams.

 

 

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Visions often visit him in his sleep ~

Winds taking him to his frontier west.

In a tedious journey, ardous and steep,

He feels the adventures pound in his chest.

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He drinks the sweet mists oozing to the earth

That nourish the seed’s dreams, feeding his soul.

He feels the world’s warmth while inside his hearth,

And thrives through the earth’s generous heart dole.

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His homeland gives his dreams a sense of place.

Your encouragements kindle his life’s blaze.

 

 

(Nourished By Jeques B. Jamora – March, 2006. A poem I wrote before I left the Philippines)

This week, the Writers Island prompts us to write on ‘Rising‘ and ‘Destiny.’ These are my thoughts, these are the songs that my soul sings, and I know many in http://writersisland.wordpress.com would love to listen. Please visit the island where many souls are singing.

 

 

 

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25 responses

  1. I really loved the ethereal quality of that first poem–very nice.

    PM00000090000001531 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm03

  2. Another lovely piece. Prose, verse and images in perfect harmomy.I so enjoy your site.

    PM00000090000003731 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm03

  3. Chicklegirl,

    ‘Tis great to know you love that poem. Thanks for your visit and letting me know.

    I wish you well.

    ~ Jeques

    AM00000010000003531 10, 2007 at 12:00 am03

  4. Keith,

    You know that I’m always honored by your visits in my web nook.

    Thanks for the positive feedbacks.

    I wish you well.

    ~ Jeques

    AM00000010000000131 10, 2007 at 12:00 am03

  5. Always a complete package.

    AM00000020000005131 10, 2007 at 12:00 am03

  6. You always tie in the photos and poetry together perfectly. As usual a pleasure visiting you.

    AM00000040000003031 10, 2007 at 12:00 am03

  7. Again, a lovely post! You make rising sound mystical and wondrous!

    AM00000050000001031 10, 2007 at 12:00 am03

  8. Each time I visit your world, I always feel a sense of exotic peace. These postings were like lingering, bathing beneath a gentle waterfall sensing the mist rising from fresh burstings of other worlds. It seemed so strange to see you mention eucalypts. Instantly I connected with all their scents here in Australia.

    Just a beautiful few moments in time here, as always!

    Smiles and Light

    PM00000020000001631 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm03

  9. Paris Parfait

    A lovely poetic travelogue…seems like a wonderful place to be.

    PM000000110000001631 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm03

  10. your description of your garden…my secret treasures, my blessings…amen.. that is so very beautiful… like lamp posts to mark my travels… another delightful day in the life of jeques travels .. his dreams a sense of place..thank you for opening a door to your homeland…

    AM00000030000003431 10, 2007 at 12:00 am03

  11. I enjoyed your travels and your heartsongs today…they remind me of my own blessings…you have a gift of words…
    love the pics too! Have a blessed weekend.

    AM00000040000001031 10, 2007 at 12:00 am03

  12. Very nice! I especially love these lines: “A breeze steals me a tender kiss,

    In my mind, I draw someone’s face and lips, and wish.

    Evanescence, with open eyes, it vanishes.

    ‘Tis gone like a dream, leave no trace.”

    Just lovely.

    AM00000060000005731 10, 2007 at 12:00 am03

  13. lovely view to wake up to in the first poem, thanks for sharing

    PM00000040000002331 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm03

  14. I particularly liked this:

    The morning dew trickles on the leaves, like pearls dripping.
    My secret treasures, my blessings.

    Simply beautiful.

    PM00000040000001931 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm03

  15. I love your posts, your poems and the pictures you provide. They all go so well with the words you have written and sharec with all of us.

    AM00000040000002831 10, 2007 at 12:00 am03

  16. I liked both. Your poems are filled wit beauty. Great pictures too.

    AM00000060000004731 10, 2007 at 12:00 am03

  17. damyantig

    Fruits mellow as I wake today.

    Seeds sprout, birds perched and nestle in the mango tree.

    Fishes swim in the pond, contained, yet feeling free.

    Tendrils cling, vines rising, like me.

    These lines perfectly capture how I have often felt. Thanks for capturing my feelings in your words! Lovely words, lovely pictures. You are one awesome poet, jeques!

    http://amloki.blogspot.com
    http://damyantiwrites.wordpress.com

    AM00000090000005431 10, 2007 at 12:00 am03

  18. renpowell

    not many can make oozing something one wants to have anything to do with! – yey.

    PM000000100000000031 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm03

  19. I love all the descriptions! Feels like I was there!

    AM00000040000000231 10, 2007 at 12:00 am03

  20. You have the rare heart of an earthbound gardener my friend.
    Both of your poems were lovely and powerful in a gentle way. In the first, I love how you let words drip from your mind and seed the earth. The second is more full of fate as you the gentle gardener walks slowly to your destiny.
    I just loved them both.

    love-bd

    PM00000080000004931 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm03

  21. UL

    Both wonderful pieces Jeques, your posts are always refreshing and deeply moving. Thanks for sharing.

    PM00000040000003031 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm03

  22. ifoundme

    whenever i read your piece, i always feel that sense of peace..

    PM000000120000000831 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm03

  23. Excellent! Thanks for doing this…it’s really nice to know that I’m not alone on a lot of these things.

    PM00000010000004531 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm03

  24. jeques, the beauty of this piece depends largely on the many imagery you presented on poetry pieces. the delicate yet strong emotions overflowed from your mind and it connects to the bounty of moving on. of sailing on to the shores of your dream. therein lies the promise of a golden tomorrow, if we are a little braver on life. i had always this admiration to people who against all odds prevailed to fulfill their destinies.

    PM00000070000001330 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm09

  25. Hi Marvin!

    I’m glad to note you’re back. I just came from my car dealer – a bit disaapointed I have to wait for next week, the color I was eyeing to buy is not available in the store – so I opted for my first choice which is black and the delivery will not arrive until next week, whew! frustration. You know i’ve waited too long for this, I have to request for my day off today for that, and what?! Hehehe! Anyways, it’s a blessing in disguise though. The color I was eyeing – blackberry pearl – doesn’t look the same as it is presented in the internet pics. I didn’t like it when I saw the actual color in the brochure, and that’s the reason I ordered for crystal black pearl as my final choice.

    And I really have to share my disappointments here. Hehehe!

    Thanks for your great words for this article and the poetry within. I’m inclined to writing mix prose and poetry and compliment them with my photography that give them stronger impact. It’s so rewarding to know that it works well that way.

    I wish you well.

    ~ Jeques

    PM000000110000002130 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm09

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