I’ve called Earth home for more than 100 years
The largest of turtles, yet many of us have disappeared,
It’s our Earth Day too.
You love that I’m black, white, Asian, and cuddly,
If you love me, then why are there so little of me?
It’s our Earth Day too.
Beautifully brilliant blues, vibrant oranges and reds,
Bloody feathers of homeless macaws, lying on the ground dead.
It’s our Earth Day too. Continue reading “[Poetry] It’s Our Earth Day Too”
Is for the child
Sprinting through the crimson streets
Tripping over the last breaths
Of her father
For the mother
Protecting her babies’ ears
From the piercing shrieks that echo
Long after the ashes settle Continue reading “[Poetry] An Elegy For Them”
‘”We could change this whole world with a piano
Add a bass, some guitar, grab a beat and away we go
I’m just a boy with a one-man show
No university, no degree, but lord knows
Everybody’s talking about exponential growth
And the stock market crashing and their portfolios
While I’ll be sitting here with a song that I wrote
Saying, love could change the world in a moment
But what do I know?”
— Ed Sheeran, What Do I Know? —
Of all the songs in Ed Sheeran’s new album, this is the one that stayed with me, and I wanted to share the lyrics with you guys for this week’s Writer’s Quote Wednesday.
We may not all be musicians, but that’s not the point, is it? The question here is, what do I know? And this is what I know… Continue reading “[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] What Do I Know?”
The woman looped the necklace around her neck, wincing as the cold pearls touched her skin. The blue sapphire pendant glowed just as coldly. It was time.
Her husband sat at the piano, dressed in his Sunday best. Next to him sat the little girl, choosing the evening’s song. She had their daughter’s sunny curls and voice like wind-chimes, but she was not their daughter.
“Let’s play Satie’s Gymnopedies today,” the little girl said. Continue reading “[Flash Fiction] Live To Play Another Day”
This is where I started, on the cold streets of New York, with the subway station to my right and a homeless man to my left. For years, this view of concrete and brick was my view as I hopped on the A train away from Brooklyn. I had a corner of Manhattan where I set up my guitar and sign: PAYMENT ACCEPTED IN SING-ALONGS, IMPROMPTU DANCES, AND SMILES.
Every morning, I drew a crowd, singing, dancing and sprinting off to work. During the lunch hour, someone would offer me a hot cup of coffee. In the evenings, I packed up my guitar, wondering if Times Square would ever play my music. Continue reading “[Flash Fiction] Sing-Alongs, Impromptu Dances, and Smiles”
A shoutout to Tina at Written in Geek for giving my muse and I a break from writing. I can’t even remember when my last tag post was, which goes to show how long it’s been.
1) What frightens you the most?
As quoted from Sailboats & Bubble Tea (aka the Entertainer Blogger Award): Bugs with more than 4 legs. Bugs with no legs at all. BUGS.
2) Coffee or tea?
I wonder if you guys already know the answer to this. 5 Brownie Points to anyone who does! The answer’s literally one or the other, guys. Continue reading “The Rule of Eleven (aka The Blue Sky Tag)”
If I could have any superpower,
I think I would want to fly,
To zigzag around the clouds,
Like marshmallows in the sky.
With brown wings like some birds,
Or golden like the sun.
Or wings the colors of the rainbow,
Every single one. Continue reading “[Poetry] Superpower”
Her lips were as soft as the silky petals
Of all the roses in the meadow,
And her body swayed as graceful as
The flurries of the winter snow.
When I left her that day, my tears
Watered the meadow green.
All the days can pass, but this king
Will not find another queen.
© Jade M. Wong 2017 Continue reading “[Poetry] Where We Will Always Be”
1st day was screaming in a soundproof room-
Buried alive in my silent tomb.
2nd day was setting the world on fire-
Burning the memories stacked on a pyre.
3rd day was floating with nowhere to go-
In a crimson river as cold as snow.
I’m starting to feel okay.
© Jade M. Wong 2017 Continue reading “[Poetry] The 100th Day”
A message from Rosema & myself…
Jade: Hello fellow bloggers, struggling humans, and friends! First off, a happy new year to you all!
Rosema: Some of you may have started 2017 ready for our next Monday Morning Melts Prompt, and noticed that there were none.
Jade: Rosema & I came to the difficult conclusion over the holidays that we will not be continuing our Monday Morning Melts event. The reason for that is because we both are having trouble juggling our respective Real Life Responsibilities *shakes fists in vain*. Continue reading “Monday Morning Melts Is Saying Goodbye”
Here’s to Cupid aiming his arrows accurately
To lost love being found.
Here’s to being nice (and a little naughty!)
For Santa all year ‘round.
Here’s to friendships, stretched thin from wear
Built up like a house of cards.
Here’s to friendships, triple knotted with care,
Built to last when things get hard.
Here’s to laughing on the couch with a glass of wine
To empty tissue boxes and sad love songs.
Here’s to enjoying the little moments of frozen time
To blasting the music and singing along. Continue reading “[Poetry] A Toast”
Rosema: After being MIA for the past week, I am back with dear Jade for Monday Morning Melts! 🙂 After the Christmas festivities, let me treat you with yet again another sweet sweet song. 🙂
I have written a fiction titled “Quite Like You” based on this song. When you read its lyrics, and when you hear it playing and being sang, you cannot help but hope that someone will sing this song for you someday. ❤
So much with dreamy words, here it is, friends!
PROMPT: The Script – Never Seen Anything “Quite Like You”
When it’s right it’s more than right
Cause you feel it more than feel
I could take this moment now
Right into the grave with me Continue reading “Monday Morning Melts #7”