The scene is a deserted white sand beach (Sunshine Beach) we visited a few weeks ago in Dinadiawan, Aurora, Philippines. The awesome beach is about an hour north of Baler.
My first visit to the home country after my retirement.
#2018
After thirteen years I bid farewell To a faithful friend; My constant companion When I was all alone!
center Like fine gold Seven times purified Her heart is pure Love alone burns inside!
within him a monster clamoring to come out from slight, hurt, anger where all beasts sprout a fiend he must conquer
The weather dreadful To sleet, snow turns rapidly Numbing and chilly Utter darkness cloaks the land There blows the harsh frigid wind
Yes, he’s smart, way smarter than… Not me of course; though that’s de… But now he’s departed to the other… A deep sadness I feel; it’s unavo… Rivals we weren’t, but we could ha…
Much longer it’s taken Is the end even in sight? Or must we wait till when All our hair turns white! Wish we can travel again
When young, we haven’t been around… Nearly everything, we could rememb… Whether all those events really ha… Who knows, but it didn’t really ma… Dreams and fantasies all we had wh…
Suddenly, pangs of loneliness crep… As he sat at a corner table all al… Months since any of his friends, h… Nor has he spoken to anyone on the… Unanswered, his calls have been
Hundreds of poems have I written Few have read them, fewer care But what bug have I been bitten? And why do I continue to share? I guess writing has me smitten
the movers came today; three short, muscled guys one by one they carried all of his possession… to the yellow truck,
All the talents that we have been… From His bounty, gracious and ove… Bury them not underground to lay f… Let them light the sky, bright and… The third steward; let us not emul…
I just saw a green hummingbird Right outside the kitchen window Of the red robins unafraid What a little spunky fellow Every day he comes to visit
Someday... someone… Will wander into your life She’ll rock your world; turn it up… She’ll put an end… To all of your emotional strife
At the young mother he looked With worried, quizzical eyes Then said “How come you have Just one earring?” Startled, she grabbed both ears
center Once, a child I was A long, long time ago But mem’ries fading fast As grey cells slowly go