Reality of Dreams

As the sunlight
Touches the mountains’ silhouette
I realized, I have yet to sleep…
The reality of dreams
And your bohemian-scent mystery
Keep me awake…
Maybe later, I will relax
And close my eyes…

Funny isn’t it,
How paper never condemn,
Allowing inky shades
And these meandering words
To consume its empty spaces…
I’m not really sure
Where I’m going with this
For now,
Bits and pieces of remembering
Smudge incoherently on this page
A black on white, saccharine taste
Of a dream state…

The Sun conjoined with the Moon
And the last few Stars…
With its yellow
And blue flicker glimpses,
Its warmth, and possibilities,
Provide the courage for me
To smile and softly say:
I wonder why my waking
And sleeping hours
Are woven around you…
Why, when I know
This is more dream than reality?

I don’t have an answer, but poetry…
Poetry, like love is a cure
For the mortality of existence…
I live life just to tell it,
For my dreams to come alive…

Photo taken at the mountains of Buscalan Village, Kalinga.  And that song was playing when we (me and little sister) reached our shelter in the mountains and became the soundtrack of this whole Kalinga experience.  Love and smiles from me and the mountains!


Water Me

If life is a tree
I am the roots, holding thoroughly
Sturdy, giving fruits – I Am Why

Water me
In the labyrinth,
In the dark, thick of it…
Water me
Under the sparkly purple sky
Shaved and smooth,
My skin like liquid moonlight…

Do not fear
My ever-changing shape…
When I’m howling and furry,
Standing on my haunches,
My lower lip stained
With the blood of my last ego kill
Water me, still…

When I’m majestic than you,
My existence illuminates
Like the Sun and it hurts
When my gaze
Penetrates at you
Water me then, too…

When I become a furious river,
Spilling myself upon your dreams
And call them
To the surface of your life
Water me, my Love…

When I call down the blizzard,
That hardens the Land,
Freezes the Earth
And all the blossoming plants…
Trust, the Spring has arrived!

A gift for Trees from a Tree 😋, tadaa! Love and smiles!!!

New Waves


If life is a sea
I am the wave, carrying fishes to the shore – I Am Why

Out in the open,
Raging Sea
Relentlessly in fluidity…
With yellowish-greens,
Sundry shades
Of sophisticated waves

Wild, enigmatic and natural
Engulfing you with rolling desires…
Other times, placid…
Smoothing you
From the ambivalent currents of exotic,
Sensuality of each Now’s memory…

As always
My love is a tidal wave…
Splashing colors on the page
With word’s brush,
With my iridescent, sultry eyes…
Carrying fishes to the shore,
Devoted to be Home

Even so, I confess
I’m nothing but energy (waves)
Which can never be destroyed,
Only transformed…
If you dare to heed,
Be willing to dive at the heart
Of its pulsating beat…
You may find love can last,
Like the turquoise raging Sea…

Dedicated to my Inang (Grandmother) Rosalina, who I have a special loving bond. She gives me strength despite of being fragile because of old age. Thank you for all the help and for everything, I love you Inang… Mwahh 💗😘

Photo taken by: My pretty little sister Rahnie 💖


If life is a silence, I am the sound –  I Am Why 

Silence crawls,
Unravels old wounds
Makes me bleed
And exude burgundy tears
Of purity’s uncertainty…

It’s like standing
In the crypt’s icy wind,
Shivers my flesh,
My bones underneath…
And graze away
Whatever is left of my warm,
Tattered heart…
A never healing scars…
Yet, this Silence
Enfolds me to safety,
As it nourish
Insatiably on my sanity…

Then again,
I would delightedly listen
To your vexatious animosity…
Feel your sword words thrust,
Shredding my heart…
And passionately devour
Your putrefying apple lullabies
While I remain in Lotus stance…

Well, I believe
There is immensity
In ascetic Silence…
Than your imprudent act
Of stabbing to death
All the love,
Seeds I have planted…

Ode To Mother and A Child

If life is a time, I am now – I Am Why

The day I longed
To be boundless and free,
Breaking every bond away from me…
Orphaned, with a heart so sore…
For I knew
Like I love you,
I can love no more…

Nurturing family, warm friends
Nursing a heart that refuses to mend…
Misty mornings,
Sleepless nights…
For I knew
Like I love you,
I can love no more…

And I remember:
“Her little body in my arms…
Kissed her on the forehead,
Sheltered her in my warmth…
A heart filled with pure love…”
Then I knew,
I will love…
Each Now,
More and more…

I Crash Into You

The sea breeze
Caress my skin…
And delight my lips
With a swaying featherlike touch…
It’s like a heave of ecstatic breath,
Whispering luscious kisses on my neck,
As I zealously try to preserve my balance…

Your gravitational pull,
Creates waves in my spaces
And gently tugs at my heart…
It’s from you,
The silhouettes of your motion
That makes me whirl, then I write,
And the stars revolve around…

As I spin out of control,
Dancing on the edge of the world…

The Little Mermaid

Aki’s Self-Portrait – The Little Mermaid

From the tip
Of your pencil and crayons,
Flows the wonderment
Of your heart…
As it moves in fluid motion,
Your mysterious eyes
Twinkle and come alive…
With graceful dolphins and whales,
In Lalaland adventures…
With each swirls and bold strokes,
You sketch your artist’s life…

Today is a special day, just because… And I wholeheartedly dedicate this post to the ever so beautiful, my Little Mermaid, Aki. Thank you for everything.  I love you, my Love mwaaahh!  And we’re off to the beach, be back after a week or two.  Appreciation and love to everyone.  😘💜🐳🐋🐬🐟🐠🐡🐚🐙🌊☁🌈🌴🌌🌞🌙🎶🏄🚣🏊🎸🎂🎈🎁🍬🍭🍄🍸🍻👻🎉

Alchemy’s Shimmering Reddish-Purple Flavors

Why is it
In the dusk’s last sparkle,
I am able to stimulate
The glimmer and spectacle,
I find
In the ethereal glow
Of your eyes?

It’s stunning really,
The way you ebb and flow
On the nightfall’s shadows…
Casting alchemy’s shimmering
Reddish-purple flavors,
As you chant and dance
Into my heart…

Is this alchemy or poetry?

In truth,
I don’t know what this is
Nor never want to know…

I just love,
Thinking of you…

Oh no,
I love you…

A Star Seed Falls on Earth

I fall,
Letter by letter,
Word by word,
In rhythm and timing…
Visualize the moon,
With stars,
Tinsel by tinsel…

And then, all at once
Like the explosion
Of a supernova
Touching distant galaxies
I’m down to my very soul
I fall, I fall…

And then hastily…
The way a meteor flares
As it slithers across the night sky
Within an orgasmic sigh
You catch me by your eye…

Like love, worth holding
It turns to fire:
Wild and free…
You become the flame
Dancing across my skin…
Blazing brightly
In your arms…
And within your heart,
You turn me
Into the sweetest smell of ash…