Translucent Shores

Along the empty harbor,
Breakwater’s lonesome shores
You seek for sign of freedom;
Sweet sacrifices, lost.
Within the sheltered meadows
You hope to find the cure
The healing touch of pleasures
To fill a barren soul.

In this asylum of wishes,
The past, frozen in frames
Lined on dimly lit corners
With faded prints to grace.
Canvasses on limestone walls
Adorned your austere world
Timeless tales hidden, untold
Missing parts of the whole.

Dreams faded with the sunset
Like lost, redeemers hope;
The sinking helm of reasons
Spoken through a song.
You lived to change the seasons,
Drifting within your world
As you pursue life’s signet
Along translucent shores.

Copyright to: Leofina Jane G. Galleta
©2008leofinajanegalleta All Rights Reserved.
//29June2008 10:29:31

Note: Also posted in Drippingmind’s Iluko Blogs, and published in Iluko.com Articles/Dandaniw Section

Painted Within

 

Garden walls show
Chambers within
Not just springtime
A lifetime’s bliss.

Wise mind soothes
Heart’s nurturing kiss
Worlds conquered alone
Grief echoes deep.

Doubt, maybe not
But a moment to pass
Eyes casts above
Needs heaven’s nod.

Scarred by time
Wounded and healed
But heart’s untouched
A child’s still.

Unchained soul fly
Fear from hurt’s sigh
Measured, calm flaps
from hidden traps.

Answers lies deep
Pureness, truth seek
Eternal embrace
Fragile heart’s gift.

Copyright: Leofina Jane G. Galleta
All Rights Reserved.©2007leofinajanegalleta

Note:
First posted in Drippingmind’s Iluko Blogs, also published in Iluko.com Articles/Dandaniw Section

Inside An Audacious World

 

 

Forever present yet unseen,
At home to walls and spaces
Wishes are not, to be unnoticed
To blend among ripples and waves.

Filled to the brim yet real empty
Resounds to match garbled meaning
Hidden beneath the face of freedom
Crisp laughter of empty sounds.

Gaiety smiles and friendly talks
To wrap the plots of devious works
Echoes of nice, sweet-coated words
Silently watched scheming thoughts.

Desires alive like changing hues
Yet too fearsome to be so true
Waiting behind walls of false hopes,
Won’t even budge a foot.

Forces collides in cheerful greetings
Dark, hungry vultures in angles clothing
Swords to slay aimed back and forth
Great clowns pretend to cure the world.

The sound of loud, mocking praises
Never was seen in its real sense
Perceived as hope, a dream to rise
Truth must be said, joke in disguise.

Who could have cared for closer look
But yet, another shadow crooked
Chanting same lines of false phrases
Though wishing hard, not to be heard.

Therefore, the game keeps going on
As each one watched their own shadows
While sights kept focus on the spot,
Strong lights reigned and kept alive.

[This soul remained awhile to watch
To hear some more of senseless lines
Passionate voices in cultured lecterns
Self proclaimed saints, gods of the earth.]

©2008leofinajanegalleta
17 March 7:05: 22

[Note: I wrote this poem while watching the early morning news today, :-)]

Freedom Park

In flight to capture greatness
Eyes set towards the sky
Believing gems are hidden,
Buried; beneath the clouds.

Armed with scrawled sketches
Truth, sweet desired denied
Born from the depth of longing
In the crater of the mind.

A dream deferred, a hindsight
Kept dormant yet alive
Rescued by grace and nudges
As fate collides with time.

Lost souls kept walking wounded
In search for Freedom Park
Along pathways and corners
On foreign, unseen land.

Yet visions failed to capture
The flowing treasure chest
About with little wonders
Real treasures you once felt.

The hand of true north’s compass
Points right back to your heart
The home of unleashed passions
Your own soul’s “freedom park”.

Copyright to: Leofina Jane Galleta
All Rights Reserved. ©2008leofinajanegalleta
June 10, 2008 /19:35:20

ESCAPE

 

Specks of hues and colors
Laces of dreams untold
Hinges of fading moments
To mark the season’s end.

Along with passing twilight
A dash of praise to faith
Wishing for heaven’s kisses
Sign of soul’s resting place.

The sky vow down to witness
A whispered vow; a spiel
The epitaph of sunshine
Precious life’s torn pages.

Away from spurious kingdom
A vantage sight, at last!
Home of undaunted freedom
Escape of weary minds.

Yes, you conquered the mazes
Even with weakened steps
As painful drips keep falling,
The hourglass’ last breath.

Copyright to: Leofina Jane G. Galleta
©2008leofinajanegalleta
5 June 2008 19:02:15

**Also appeared @ Iluko.com Articles

Hello World

My apologies.

Drippingmind drifted beyond this virtual world of ours, I missed you guys. I hope to slowly catch with the dripping stream of what I missed.

 

//Leofina Jane Galleta

Jaded Sights

Resound of whispers fill
The empty summer shed
Echoes of cheerful greetings
Remain when light faded.

Lackluster sights paraded
Conquered the gray skies’ stage;
To serenade the half-dead
Imprisoned, forgotten.

Some days of wanton madness
Ripples of thrown strength
Unmindful of the bounces
To come as walls repel.

Armed like a seer with glimpses
Of blurred visions in dreams
On to the depth of nothingness,
To merge with raging beats.

The purest shade of pastels
Define the darkened shapes
Collage of brightest colors,
The shadow of disgrace.

Like dainty clouds and laces
To grace the edge and planes
Gild of the shelves and cupboards,
Your very soul’s image.

Copyright: Leofina Jane G. Galleta
All Rights Reserved. ©2008leofinajanegalleta

 

Also posted at drippingmind’s Iluko blog.

How Small, Big Things Works

“I dream of a world where abundant love binds the heart of each person. I envision a future intertwined with links of kindness and love… Then I can say that my quest for a better humanity is possible…”
// leofinajanegalleta 

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The Declaration of the Rights of Children

EVERY CHILD, without exception, is entitled to these basic rights and opportunities:

- The Right to Love and Be Loved
- The Right to Receive Quality Care form Responsible Parents
- The Right to Individual, National and Cultural Identity
- The Right to Adequate Nutrition, Housing and Medical Care
- The Right to Free Education
- The Right to Enjoy, Play, and Recreation without Fear
- The Right to Protection from Hunger Neglect, Abuse and Exploitation
- The Right to Special Care, if Handicapped
- The Right to Live in Peace, with Freedom and Dignity
- The Right to Grow up in and Inherit a Healthy Environment
- The Opportunity to be a Useful Member of Society
- The Opportunity to Develop Abilities, Individual Judgment
and a Sense of Moral and Social Responsibility
- The Opportunity to Enjoy these Rights without regard to
Cultural Identity, Race Creed or Nationality

UP CLOSE and Personal

MY TIMELINE… Just a simple visual presentation of how it had been…

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Afterglow

 

Under the feet of the Heavens
A world slowly crawls
To match another world within
With nothing, but its own to hold.

Silence descended to whisper
The clue to weave the beads
To whisk away the lurking fears
That came to live within.

Alone, it seems but fragile souls
Planted along dreams to unfold
Scattered in the sand; murals
As future merges with the past.

Seen on the edge of overhang laces
Arrays displayed by passing moments
To show the roads and bends traveled
Like afterglow,never forgotten.

The pilgrim’s track goes on to trace
Pathways to lead on heaven’s feet
With lively steps and faith as cloak
The rod of hope will bring you home.

 

Copyright: Leofina Jane Galleta
All Rights Reserved.2008leofinajanegalleta