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Wednesday, April 22, 2015

Dance with My Wife on Her Birthday

Photo credit to:
Steve Buissinne



Dance with My Wife on Her Birthday
By: Noel N. Villarosa
April 23, 2015


Never in our life
We found ourselves on the dance floor
They say in marriage, it takes two to tango
So we only dance to the routine of life

Never, we dance to the beat of our love song
We are separated by time and space
On the eve of your birthday, let’s have our virtual dance
Shall we dance El Bimbo, my first ever dance I knew

With you as my partner twiddling to the tune
Or may we swing dance to the tune of the VST & Co.’s song
To fix our webcam and play the music in YouTube
We will dance all night and fight shy of rejection

Sweet dancing could only be possible in cheek to cheek
I will try to imagine, I am cuddling you in my arms
Whispering sweet nothings, “I am yours forever”
“Happy Birthday, the night belongs to us alone”

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Sunday, April 19, 2015

My Son’s Birthday Memento

                                                 Pictured by: Maria Cecilia B. Villarosa



My Son’s Birthday Memento
By: Noel N. Villarosa
19 April 2015

At 1-year-old, your first ever party
First birthday cake, gorgeous and fancy
My first ever speech to the crowd
Proud as a father, I avowed

At 2 years old, with chubby cheeks
Full of motion of hands and feet
Gathered around, relatives and friends
Cheers and greetings in full length

Sickly but trying to be happy at age 3
Your condition, we lifted up to God as plea
So much to be thankful to have you in our life
Cheering you as the capable type

Playful kid at age 4
Fond of magic, I began to explore
Magic tricks to show and made you wonder
At the end of my show, revealed the trick’s pointer

At age five, you are lively, breathtaking chasing as you run
The hide and seek game has been so much fun
Avid fan of robots, transformer is what you like
Wandering around the park, you pedaled a bike

My little buddy, you were amazing at age 6
Read books about animals and situation problem you fixed
Asking questions was your way to communicate
I am learning and still searching just to relate

Made stories for you and your cousins at age 7
Even I don’t have training for writing, it enlightened
Creating stories where you and your cousins are heroes
It never fails to entertain, riding your dreams wherever it goes

Happy birthday, now at 8 years old
Wobbly upper teeth had been pulled
Changes take place anytime as you grow
Prepare a wish for candles are to blow

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Saturday, April 4, 2015

The Sky is Blue

                                          Pio Noel out in blue sky playing soccer game
                                          Photo by: Maria Cecilia B. Villarosa

The first ever poem written by my son Pio Noel B. Villarosa, I am a proud father posting this poem here in my blog. Thank you for reading.



The Sky is Blue
By: Pio Noel B. Villarosa
April 4, 2015


The sky is blue, blue, blue
What will happen next, I don't know
If it breaths in something blue or eats the planets
One thing to protect me from the cold winter is my blanket

I played with my spaceship toy in bed, I have played it all
Turning around in outer space like a ball
My sister has a doll
Turn their world full of excitement
Until their mother called




Wednesday, April 1, 2015

Birthday Poem for Mother Leonora

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                               Photo Credit to: DWilliams

Birthday Poem for Mother Leonora
By: Noel N. Villarosa
8 April 2015

For only now I understand
The meaning of endurance
For the gravity that you held so grand
I would this day take as compliance

Though I would like to see you
As still young and vibrant
A prayer of another birthday to come through
Your glowing presence is my ritual chant

For all the love and sacrifice
I cannot repay, my life is my indebtedness
For a wonderful lady, there is so much to rejoice
Starting a life with you in the constancy and absoluteness

I am longing for your embrace
I am still the child by your side
Looking every cloth you crocheted, it was time you outfaced
Your sweat of hard work has made great strides

Today is your birthday
Happy Birthday, Mama Leonora
Wishing you a bright, blessed 75th birthday
We love you, our SeƱora

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Sleepless Night



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Tanka Poetry Form Definition: A Japanese poem of five lines, the first and third composed of five syllables and the others seven. In Japanese, tanka is often written in one straight line, but in English and other languages, we usually divide the lines into the five syllabic units: 5-7-5-7-7.


Sleepless Night
By: Noel N. Villarosa
April 1, 2015

Bedtime rituals
To have a good night’s sound sleep
Turn off light, no tea
Goes early into the bed
Busted by a roommate’s noise

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