You're a silver- tongued creature!
I heard
the war of echoes
in the stillness
of the night-
each of those evenings
i wept
together with the blanket
of longing,
i felt
the coldness
as
it absorbed me
like
any prejudiced waves
Rage, rage
in the dying of the night
you're a silver-
tongued creature
full
of might
I heard
the war of echoes
in the stillness
of the night-
harrowing
into that gentle
good night.
Loving my Dad!
What must not be mentioned: The Barbarity of certain Images*
- Aunt Bhing, - 2nd line
- Aunt Shie, - 2nd stanza
- Uncle Bobong - 1st line
- Mom's Bestfriend (Aunt Mel), - persona
- Damsel - stanza's 3-8, concept
You have the option of ignoring the truth until that moment when the dead begins inserting messages inside your dreams*
A person has a right to protest and complain and to yearn bitterly for release*
Verity
i was silent
for the past few days:
i recalled images, recoiling-
Picasso's Guernica,
Oscar Wilde's Dorian Gray
and Piet
Mondrian's
Boogie-woogie
there were
scratches of lines,
silhouettes of faces
scattered on the canvas-
an incarceration from
the world of verity
i felt chaos screaming
inside my head
so, i sat like Auguste Rodin's
The Thinker
while some random images
squeezed me
I felt like I was a voyeur
figuring-out
abstractions
and ambiguity,
I pondered.
Hearing
the ticking of the clock
loudened-
it echoed,
and for a few seconds
a lady,
shrouded
by her own cravenness,
in silence,
would have wanted to
die another death.
Writing Snapshots,Silencing Poetry
Marbel escapade with Office mates @ Morales Subd. Marbel,South Cot.
(July 10, 2009)
Tambayayong Gensan Project Launching @ Banisil ES, GenSan
(July 20, 2009)
Proposal Writing Workshop @ Dolores Farm Resort, Polomolok South Cot.
( July 22,2009)
Badminton Session @ Big Shot GenSan
( July 23, 2009)