Posted in Current Affairs, Literature on Oct 19th, 2009 3 Comments »
There will be a single spark of light.
But not from the stars. Because even them,
they have shied away and have forgotten.
Here, only from my birthday candle
casting shadows waltzing the wall
and the chilly wind whistling a tune,
sending wisps of wishes, for tonight.
While the rest of the world snoozes
in its deafening silence. Getting used
with the normalcy of [...]
Posted in Literature, Music on Sep 16th, 2009 6 Comments »
No string quartet.
No conductor to signal the baton.
No orchestra to anticipate my usual swoon
of randomly plucked staccato
alternating octaves
like a mad man in Vienna.
Alone in the stage,
I would linger
unvigorous in vibrato,
punctuating this sadness
in glissando. A solo part- how I wish
to serenade the muse. Longing
to tell her story in music-
under the sweet delicate pitch
sorrow of Cremona.
The episodes, I have written on
mellow [...]
Posted in Literature on Aug 29th, 2009 2 Comments »
I have forgotten
from long ago
on how I scribbled on my pad paper,
with my fat pencil. A namesake
I inherit
a birth right I shared
with Ryan,
a brother, no one has seen.
My twin.
Like Cain and Abel, we are
tender sprouted beings
casted like seeds in the field.
Which ones will survive?
Which ones will die?
Which ones will accept the fate?
And rooted, struggling,
ambling each [...]
Posted in Current Affairs, Literature on Aug 26th, 2009 2 Comments »
Your face tells much
and the crooked lines circling
your eyes, expressionless
but I have found a meaning.
You began to speak
but I can’t hear until
that voice, suddenly, came
from nowhere. Sshhh. Quiet.
Keep calm. You wait-
for the one who sings the lullaby
to a child. Yes, you are a child
whose life will begin at forty.
And sleep will once again visit
to take [...]
Posted in Literature, Memoirs on Aug 23rd, 2009 2 Comments »
As I would keep my path
clear
of grass growths.
I will find a way
leaving a trail.
And watch
the sky touching earth.
The feathered wings
of my angel
on the horizon.
I hope.
I would keep my footsteps
slow.
To observe
some familiar things.
I used to see
in my many quiet mornings
in the clearing.
I would follow
the sun beams.
Over the veil
of the fog.
As it lingers
above the field
of windflowers.
I will gather [...]
Posted in Literature on Jul 19th, 2009 2 Comments »
To this semi-privacy. An epitaph reads,
“in this sanctum, a restless, herein lies,
its opaque remembrance failing to breath
devoid of oxygen, rousing to the grind
like a zombie of the worst kind”.
Against the ancient cracked walls, my fingers
will then, smear red letter stains of anguish.
The light bulb is my flickering moon
cocooned in cobwebs, I dread.
It went dead as [...]
Posted in Literature on May 31st, 2009 2 Comments »
I left the world as it is
Not a tear has been shed,
Only the mist forming
faint breath of dying-
wisps of memory
of the world when
I first found it.
The womb of the earth
gave birth, a wound won’t heal.
A fading montage
I watched. I witnessed.
A cycle of suffering.
A continuous decay.
People lying lifeless
of hunger, alienation,
war and hate.
Dog eats dog, surviving
like savages
inflicting pain. [...]
Posted in Current Affairs on May 29th, 2009 No Comments »
Two nights ago, I tossed left and right in my bed , restless and not knowing what I have been missing these past few days. Isolation takes a toll and there are days that I can’t bear the reclusivity. Those were the days when I felt that I don’t differ to the things you can find [...]
Posted in Memoirs on May 24th, 2009 No Comments »
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 [...]
Posted in Literature, Memoirs on May 15th, 2009 1 Comment »
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 [...]
