that the rainbow actually is,
because my eyes behold it.
that the stars at night really are,
because i see them.
that the clouds swirl and tumble in the sky,
and the breeze.
they are,
but they are not what keeps me.
i see a rainbow, but no,
i see a pot of gold waiting for me!
i see a star, but no;
i see a [...]
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what keeps me dreaming
Posted in Uncategorized on August 20, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
there comes a time
Posted in Uncategorized on July 27, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
there comes a time
when we all learn the art
of letting go…
and when we do,
the pain…
as summer arrives
Posted in Uncategorized on June 23, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
the spring has brought you welcome news:
that flowers bloom again,
and that the tulips you once thought
were gone,
are showing themselves in resplendent hues
once more…
the cold has slowly melted away,
and their lingering traces,
those filigrees of ice,
are no more,
and all the white
are swallowed now in greens,
reds and yellows and blues
singing with the birds…
it is now a little easier
taking [...]
bantayan dreams
Posted in Uncategorized on May 30, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
i could almost taste
the tang of the salty air,
and feel the water’s foamy embrace,
the grit of sand beneath my feet,
and the sun upon my face…
seeing your smile
takes me there, too.
and it’s like
i am feasting my eyes upon the vista,
basking under the same sky,
away from the tumult and the noise,
and i can imagine
gazing at shoals and [...]
undelete
Posted in Uncategorized on March 7, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
i was
in an understated…
reverie
(all right, madness, more likely),
punching buttons
left and right,
playing a tuneless keyboard,
when like a whim,
a passing program
caught my eye,
telling me, urging me
to save,
and so,
groping for an empty space
in my C,
i overwrote your file,
and a button more
wiped it clean
off my hard drive;
but the program new
was not as catching
as i first thought
(besides, it won’t allow [...]
crossroads
Posted in Uncategorized on February 26, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
there are places that seem innocent,
time and meanings, that seem like nothing,
like, who ever thought
that forever could hinge
on such a simple act
as when david chose to cool himself
upon that rooftop,
and bathsheba choosing that moment
to bathe herself…
we have grown accustomed
to pushing our limits,
extending our boundaries…
from babel to titanic,
challenging the heavens,
shattering ourselves upon its walls…
until the final [...]
poem 28
Posted in Uncategorized on February 11, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
counting the stars,
resplendent in that purple blanket,
indigo intangible,
somehow i miss one constellation,
trackless it leaves me
yearning for that once-was-constantly.
deeper the night embraces me
in its blanket of mist
mingled with cicada dirges,
apostrophe of soul,
yet leaving me in spiritual tears,
aching for one familiar smile.
threnodies are my sole concertos,
absence my line partner in the waltz
dying with the night;
invisible, the wounds [...]
maybe
Posted in Uncategorized on February 8, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
maybe you thought,
that friendships don’t last.
people are fickle,
and feelings fade fast.
maybe you thought
that friends are unreal,
they hurt you and broke you,
and now you can’t feel.
maybe it’s true,
all these and much more,
but friends are just people,
imperfect, unsure.
maybe someday,
we’ll all understand;
for now they’re just human,
so please don’t demand.
dawn
Posted in Uncategorized on February 3, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
The dawnbreak brings with it
The scent of promise,
And opening the drapes,
The pink horizon
Begins to blue and yellow,
And the peaks and the plains,
Put on their browns and greens,
And their beads of silver prisms,
Rainbowing the grass in silence.
The opening of windows bring
The caress of sessery,
Heightening the senses
To the beauty
Taken for granted for too long,
And memories flood the [...]
child of heaven
Posted in Uncategorized on February 3, 2009 | 1 Comment »
you still wear the wings you had
in that premortal life,
how you managed to bring them here
i’ll never fathom, always admire;
perhaps it is your way
of reminding me
of that anteterrestrial mansion above,
as you smile and sing and float about
like a memory of light,
and trail fragrance and laughters,
how keening, how sharp,
these cloaks of hope you drape
upon my shoulders,
as [...]