Posted in Literature on Aug 11th, 2009 5 Comments »
A little rain. And it started
to chill empty souls as shadows
prowling some pallid walls. Alone
and not a sound. Some midnight walk
without the stars, only lamplight. Blue.
Is the color that falls on these cold
cobblestone, silver shimmering
streams of tears by its wayside.
While the heart has melted
the shape of love, lengthening
into dark shadows embracing
empty spaces. Stretching out
to reach you.
Posted in Literature on Jun 28th, 2009 4 Comments »
you reposed-
contoured in a shape
formed ridges,
dividing horizon.
my fingers were
clothespins.
my legs were
propping
while you stretched
receiving weight
some wet linen
hung, to dry
Posted in Religion on Apr 30th, 2009 No Comments »
I skipped my regular routine attending church services in the morning that Friday. A week ago, I have already informed our pastor that I plan to attend the Industrial Area church service instead in the evening. I also missed out our church choir practice that night, which I am so sad about.
We braved the dusty road [...]
