Wonders Of Nature.Chocolate Hills Poem by Ging Taping
Wonders Of Nature.Chocolate Hills
I once witness a wonders of nature
from a distance in the midst afternoon
heat of the sun piercing my skin
winds of November blows my hair
it takes courage climbing the stairs
before you reach the peak of dome.
Suddenly I was immured
amazed and mesmerized
the panoramic view was superb and marvelous
not a hundreds but a thousand hills
situated extensively almost touch the clouds
from a place where i was standing
perfect serenade leveled my sight
in my vision it was reachable
kisses, ferrero rocher and tobleron but giant in sized
They said
during summer it turns brown
during rainy days it turns green
it was November then
so colors in changing hue
they call it chocolate hills
only in Bohol, Philippines
During the dry season, the grass-covered hills dry up and turn chocolate brown. This transforms the area into seemingly endless rows of 'chocolate kisses'. The branded confection is the inspiration behind the name, Chocolate Hills.[4]
What a lovley discription and loving the thought of choclate hills...yummy....great pic to go with it... Annette
thank you Ms Annette I'm inviting you to come and i'll be your guide :)
Wonderful depiction of wonder of nature. Interesting to read. Thanks for sharing....10
Beauty! ! With the wonders of nature. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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if there is anything sweeter than Ging, it must be a chocolate kiss; make mine Hershey's! i wonder if the illustration is a photo or a painting. hmm? here is my Kiss for readers: Kiss With A Twist.......[marriage; Temptation; Humor] - Poem by Bri Edwards My wife was out of town for a week. It was time to have a treat. So I took a cab to my favorite bistro to have myself a bite to eat. It was as I prepared to return home that I glanced at a corner table. I tried to pry my eyes away from her, but found I was not able. What had caught my eye was candlelight reflecting from a silver gown, worn by one forbidden to me since the aisle I walked my new bride down. Inside the gown was one of the sweetest gifts God to men has given, a young innocent, creamy-smooth-skinned morsel to which my body was driven. I tried with all my might to resist this newly-found temptation, But, alas, I believe it was too much dinner wine that was leading me to damnation. The craving was too much for me; I felt like a child in Toy Land. I warily approached her table, looked about, then took her in my hand. I undressed her with my eyes during our ride to the hotel. That I was in danger of disrupting my marriage, I could surely tell. I ordered up a suite on the top floor, for myself and my forbidden sweet, but I did not allow myself to indulge, until I'd pulled up our bed sheet. My mouth was watering with desire, my lips were slightly held apart. At last I consumed what my wife had forbidden, but which for years I'd craved with all my heart. Until that moment she'd remained enclosed, in her silver gown. I removed her wrapper and pulled her to my mouth, sucked repeatedly, and finally swallowed her down. (Nov.2012) [....alternate ending, starting at then took her in my hand....]: The ride through the dark streets was anxiety-filled, yet quiet. I could wait no longer. I undressed her there and popped her in my mouth. There went a twelve-year diet. (Nov.2012) (The KISS was a foil- wrapped hershey kiss.) ===================================== bri :)