Hames

I once had the chance to swim the Pasig River when I was just about five or six, I guess.  An uncle, who was a robust teenager that time, invited by his friends, tagged me along with him one afternoon.  We walked across J.P Rizal street and descended some flight of steps going to the [...]

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Fish crackers, salted
peanuts, chicharon
and Coke in can.
Five peso and fifty cent
fare to a jeepney ride.
I  inhale the pungent
breeze of the balmy bay.
As I watch the murky water
when the sun walks away,
its face hiding down.
 
The lamp post aglow
to your face, a pale moonlight.
Do you remember-
when I cuddle you
on this lonely bench? Together,
neophytes to tender love
leaning into each [...]

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I am smoldering in the night.
But you’ll see no passion, only sober
semblance to a gargoyle, seating.
And towering over the city lights.
 
Ah, the fahrenheit must have drop
below sub-zero. My steely psyche
a block of ice emitting smoke,
numb in whiteness. I froze.
 
Ignite me a matchstick. Tell me
what you see when melancholy
lurks slowly in my bones. Splintered
cinders, then into ebony [...]

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I have always wanted to learn how to play the piano.  It is one of the things in my bucket list that I am compelled to do, fulfilling the goals I have set several years ago, but so elusive that I never found the proper time and place to learn it.  Even if I tried [...]

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There is dancing.
A night in an icy land.
They are spirits-
ancestors of high realms-
gathering, around
ceremonial sun flares.
 
Green luminous rings
of star trails,
forming foxfire
and fire dragons, whisking
into atmosphere
their celestial tails.
 
Shimmering filament-
in the vast firmament.
Iridescent signs.
Streaks of neon,
a surreal reflection
into the strange horizon.
 
I danced phenomena-
To the mystery
of the northern lights.
Warping time
Of years beyond
your polar shadow.

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I never had a dream
in black and white.
Like the moon’s
dichotomy of faces
and the ocean’s
abysmal depth.
Mine is a crisp
flapping of maple-
leaves turning fire
in the autumn sunlight.
Or a bottle-nosed dolphin
gliding in cetacean grace.
Light refracting on water
of blue and purple magic.
 
I never had a dream
in black and white.
A monotonous photograph,
of flexed sinewed arms,
simulating sand dunes
meandering in ochre charm.
Mine [...]

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The words infiltrate a mind’s sovereign
colonizing a niche of space within
Rock-hewn among these parched walls,
petrifying civilization, quelling revolution.
 
The maze of letters clustered like jungle
to simmering cauldron of thoughts.
The texts became glowing embers
of world wars waged in the past.
 
When sentences begins imaginary-
little flames gather into firestorm.
Of bourgeoisie killing ideology-
etching history in its annals of freedom.
 
Crusade to [...]

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