Almighty God Creator
Only You whom we adore
Other gods – there is no more!

When everything was nothing
Already there existing
Beginning of beginning

And when everything was born
Then nothingness Thee adorn
Thy sake was never forlorn

As civilizations thrive
New generations arrive
Alongwith them, Thee survive

While everything continues
Thy omnipresence subdues
All existence it imbues

Thy prowess shall still extend
All faults and flaws, still Ye mend
Until Thy creations end!

-11/27/2011
(Dumarao)
*First Incubus Collection

Wala nang piglas sa bakal na gapos
Gigil na pangil ‘di pigil pagyapos
Poot ay lubusan kong natatalos

Kahit patuloy paring minumulto
Ng anino ng pumariwarang pagkatao
Huwag pong ikukubli mahabaging puso

Kahit ako’y salat na sa lakas
Dahil sa mga sugat ng nakalipas
Huwag po tutulutan na tuluyang malagas

Ako’y nakikinig sa pagbasa ng sentensiya
Mga tenga’y bukas, piniringan man mga mata
Dustain man sa yamot, sa away Mo’y tiwala

Talim ng ‘yong dila sa puso tusok
Mga aral nito’y pinapapasok
Sa bulwagan ng diwang ‘di pa bulok.

-11/26/2011
(Dumarao)
*sentimental mood

Inulo ang bato
Nabasag ang bungo

Lumukso sa laot
Pating humablot

Sa bangin tumalon
Kalansay umambon

Naglaro sa apoy
Napaso, tumaghoy

Humawak sa kidlat
Nalitson ang balat

‘Yan ang napapala
Ng tulad kong tanga

Dulot ng tadhana
O tangi mang likha

Maibalik pa kaya
Katawang luray na?

Diyos lang ang pag-asa
Ng tangang buhay pa.

-11/24/2011
(Dumarao)
*sentimental

Lord, abet me put aside
The vain and frivolous pride
I nurture within me inside

Lord, do not allow to seed
Vicious barnacles of greed
Eventhough I am in need

Lord, erase the vanity
Revealed by mask of envy
Searing me to atrophy

Lord, shield me from glaring gust
Of humid, temperate lust
For it taints my soul with rust

Lord, allow not to gather
In my heart and mind anger
Make it lag, take it faster

Lord, let me not be clumsy
Due to frisky gluttony
Horror of obesity

Lord, shun me from insolence
Brought by putrid indolence
Rip this slough of negligence.

-11/20/2011
(Dumarao)
*reflective mood

Picked thee from a vine
Name unknown to mine
Hanging on the air
To passersby bare
What plant are you? Tell!

Men on middle age
Girls looking teenage
Those men were standing
The girls were walking
Strangers on the road

Nineteenth November
From class just after
Fine day – sun was high
Filamer bye bye
Was about to climb

Overpass school zone
Traversed all alone
Trellis – on school side
Opposite – trike ride
And novelty store

Sat. class first time me
English MAT
Night – Ante Mily
Came from UAE
Twelfth Leaf memory.

-11/19/2011
(Dumarao)
*My Toladas Collection

Rended thee from herb
Released from thy curb
Curative floral
Sure medicinal
“Kalamantigue”!

Our neighbor nearest
Uncle for me best
Tatay’s next brother
To me godfather
Nice Dudoy Etic

This night near nine, ten
This day – eleven
This month – eleven
This year - eleven
Brown-out, full moon bright

Dudoy Etic’s fence
Outside adjacence
Rare luminescence
Utter silence
Almost front gate’s door

Enroll I finish
MAT English
Salingsing polish
Begin fitness wish
Saw Iglot first last!

-11/11/2011
(Dumarao)
*My Toladas Collection

Got thee on Foundation Day
Twenty-nine years our school stay

Worth to remember indeed
It must be something to heed
One year past, I was there last
But joined event, not yet must
Because on that time before
I was not yet a member

But this time can’t imagine
This occasion I’m now in
Last year I was also there
CapSU-Dumarao dreamer
On that time just applying
Too Gaisano opening

Oh this flower’s memorial
My bio’s historical
First shake hand with Gov. Tanco
Saw Congressman Haresco

Got thee just after my lunch
At Tanco Resort – from bunch.

-10/15/2011
(Dumarao)
*Ode to the 7 Flowers of 2011

Culled thee from a bunch
Of décor for lunch
Pinned on half plant trunk
With flowers in rank
Another “fortune”!

Students & teachers
Servants & masters
Congman. Haresco
Gov. V.A. Tanco
CapSU guests, members

October Fifteen
29th Foundin’
Dumarao’s CapSU
And Gov’s Birthday too
Luncheon at noon

On Tanco Resort
No food was short
Ten long tables
Skirtings on ripples
Drinks here & there too

It is memorial
I hope not final
Almost one year here
First shake hands Gov. dear
Onwards Thirtieth!

-10/15/2011
(Dumarao)
*My Toladas Collection

Got thee from small vase
Old décor replace
Host plant of 1st Leaf
Thrown away no grief
Diff’rent “fortune” plant

Planted by father
Installed there after
I was there when placed
A little so fazed
First leaf’s host no more

Third day October
Sunset was nearer
While feeling not well
I’m under cold spell
Drinking I fruit juice

Just inside our house
Living room, oh browse
On vase first leaf was
‘Lil water still has
Buddhas adjacent

Simple day only
Not planned – truthfully
Just went to Passi
Withdrew some money
Wilted 1st Leaf host.

-10/03/2011
(Dumarao)
*My Toladas Collection

Picked thee from high place
Meters from its base
Now the longest one
Note’s page overspan
It’s a bamboo leaf

Students – sports players
-And stage performers
From InterCapSU
Just said “Bye, bye you”
Towards Home-Sweet-Home

September last day
While bus on delay
Road’s bit so rocky
Blurred air was dusty
Sun has just set

On bus “Marienelle”
Beside window sill
On Sigma somewhere?
A highschool near there
Dumarao coming

Processed Salingsing
Papers to Ma’am Bing
Bought books, inks, CDs
Went to Ma’am Gomez
Somehow busy day.

-09/30 – 10/01/2011
(Dumarao)
*My Toladas Collection

Pulled thee near from earth
A short shoot – new birth
Among the humblest
One of the smallest
Behold!...a “kamia”!

Obtained by father
From bank of river
Whoever planted
Not known by my head
Transplanted and then

Tenth day – September
Twenty-third’s over
About nine morning
Mist sprayed – thought raining
‘Bout nine thirty – wrote

Before – bank river
Now – “takas” – father
There he transplanted
On land adopted
Bless it to prosper

This one is special
Birthday memorial
So far the only
Written so early
While sun not yet gone.

-09/10/2011
(Dumarao)
*My Toladas Collection

Indi na ako maghandum
Nga mangin pulitiko
Mag-angkon sg gahum kg mga tinawo
Magpasikat sg kasarang kg mga proyekto.

Bag-o mangin pulitiko…
Indi na ako maghandum
Nga mangin negosyante
Mag-angkon sg manggad kg mga kotse.

Bag-o mangin negosyante…
Indi na ako maghandum
Nga makasulod sa media
Sa balita man ukon drama
Kapuso man ukon kapamilya.

Bag-o makasulod sa media…
Indi na ako maghandum
Nga himuon lang “stepping stone”
Ang kon diin ara ako karon
Kay diri ako daw pulitiko man, negosyante kg media person.

Bag-o makasulod sa kon diin ara ako karon…
Ako naghandum nga ang paglupad padasigon
Nagpadayaw sa pulitiko, negosyante kg media tycoon
Sa tuyo nga mangin isa ka maragtason
Nanakit kg nagpahibi sg mga tagipusoon.

Bag-o maghandum nga ang paglupad padasigon…
Akon ginpasulabi ang kaugalingon
Nga ambisyon kg sakon nga balatyagon
Natabunan ang huna-huna sg mga ilusyon.

Samtang ginalab-ot ang mas mataas nga gusto
Ako nabulag kg nagdako ang ulo
Nagbangga kg nanapak sg mga tawo
Paano ko mapamatud-an nga indi ko ina ginusto?

Paano kon ila ako pagabalusan –
Laglagon, patyon ukon nano pa man?
Ano ang akon kasarang nga sila punggan?
Paano ko hambalon nga ako dapat kaluy-an?

Wala ako mahimo kon amo ina gusto nila
Ugaling sa akon sumpa ako anay patapusa
Baydan ang tanan nga utang namon nga kwarta
Mangin amigo sg madamo kg mabaton sg banwa.

Paagi sa pagbuyangyang sa matuod ko nga plano
Ginahatagan ta kamo ideya kon paano
Nga ang akon ambisyon (indi sumpa) punggan ninyo
Kay sa paghandum sg mas mataas – indi na ako!

-09/08-09/2011
(Dumarao)
*sentimental

Torn thee from torn leaf
A long one – not brief
Unlike the first five
This one’s not alive
Don’t know its name too

Décor by first year
On table to cheer
By someone from them
For only one name
BSEd One, lo!

First day of Mid-Term
Their very first sem
Eighteenth of August
While I am their host
For Ma’am Jul’s exam

As said – on table
On vase – with bundle
With flowers – other
Surround them – cluster
It’s one of six leaves

Felt I bit boring
For students taking
Exam not over
I noticed flower
Pre-lunch time stupor.

-08/18/2011
(Dumarao)
*My Toladas Collection

Plucked thee while sitting
While Mayor speaking
Unlike the first four
You’re not for décor
Lo! “Carabao Grass”?

CapSU family
And unknown to me
Crowd – far and near
Cluster – there and here
Fiesta spectators

PM August One
Start of feast on town
There’s not enough sun
Not hot, not cold – fine
Mayor gives message

Parade to playground
Crowds and sounds around
Audience view – right side
Itchy grasses side
Kneel and Indian seat

It was eight years past
Since I was there last
Take part Padagyaw
Rejoice Dumarao
Our Lady of Snows!

-08/01/2011
(Dumarao)
*My Toladas Collection

Got thee while walking
From school outgoing
Sidewalk ornament
Simple arrangement
You, “bougainville”?

It is obviously
A school property
That of CapSU-Main
Was there once again
Mother School – city

Ma’am Gomez called us
Authors – English Plus
To have a review
Changed many or few
July Twenty-Nine

Along the hallway
Assorted away
On the very first floor
Left-side corridor
Stage facing audience

I’ve not expected
4th Leaf’s connected
3rd Leaf’s appendix
Book-making matrix
Now it’s really real!

-07/30/2011
(Dumarao)
*My Toladas Collection

Got thee at ‘bout four-thirty
While clouds are gray & rainy –

Oh how I missed my real plan
TED Orientation was gone
Flower there must be better
Event’s worth to remember
It was because of nonsense
Momentum near decadence

This time I was in hurry
So I must be not sorry
Slip not oh flower of June
Despite bad weather, there’s boon
And oh I can’t imagine
There’s something red & glowin’

While alone in Amang Hall
A little drizzle, befall
Sitting in front computer
Door’s open, saw I flower

Went out for awhile to get
Red santan bundle that’s wet.

-06/30/2011
(Dumarao)
*Ode to the 7 Flowers of 2011

Plucked thee hastily
Hoped no one saw me
A platform décor
With two others more
We call it “palma”!

Whoever placed it
Surely got profit
Public property
University
CapSU-Main domain

Two-day Seminar
Which may bring us far
A Textbook Writing
Aiming for something
These coming school years

Room for conference
Bird’s eye of audience –
Right…but not there born
Just there to adorn
It needs the sun soon

Day whispered to me
Opportunity
I can write a book
Pleasure I might hook
This day’s a calling!

-06/03/2011
(Dumarao)
*My Toladas Collection

Picked thee from clusters
With red-like blisters
Shrub with thousand leaves
Packed flowers it gives
Hey! It’s a “santan”!

The owner of thee
A rich family
Named Araneta
And Hachuela
Dumarao’s elite

Glad birthday to her
Ma’am Inday’s mother
Their clan reunites
Family invites
June One of this year

Beside the stairway
Flowers in array
On box plots planted
To porch surmounted
Abode’s grand entrance

This day’s important
Somehow jubilant
‘Bout thirteen years past
Since I was there last
This one’s second time.

-06/01/2011
(Dumarao)
*My Toladas Collection

Got thee from tiny
Six-leaf plant only
It’s ornamental
But not so floral
It’s a “fortune” plant!

Maybe it’s father
Perhaps my mother
Or younger sister
But not me – never
Who cared to plant it

‘Twas here years ago
One, two, three or so
But leaf I picked, hey
Thirty first of May
Twenty eleven

Here inside our house
In living room, browse
On petite vase, lo
With water shallow
Near little Buddhas

‘Coz I must begin
So it’s origin
Of my Tolada
Sunrise of saga
Pinoy poetry!

-05/31 – 06/01/2011
(Dumarao)
*My Toladas Collection…I invented this while I was in my first “hang-over” after bonding with highschool classmates

Got thee on twentieth May
At town hall’s façade you lay –

I planned this day to get you
Possible that we can do
For Summer Class Finale
Notable activity
Related to a lesson
The Church – Social Dimension

In white t-shirt we look neat
When we were almost complete
Under the shade while we wait
For others who seemed so late
And without hesitation
Proceeded I election

Little yellow bloom I picked
From green grasses where it sticked
So far it’s the tiniest
And obviously the humblest

Then we went to town’s parish
That moment we should cherish!

-05/20/2011
(Dumarao)
*Ode to the 7 Flowers of 2011

Got thee at the façade
Of my father’s stone abode –

This day in world history
Important for somebody
England’s future king & queen
Just got their Royal Weddin’
While writing this poem of mine
They’re in their reception shine

Just after watching TV
I got this white pen with me
To write this poem of this month
With flower that’s not fragrant
Which I picked this afternoon
Knowing Royal Wedding’s soon

That’s ‘coz I’d no more reason
This month just went on and on
Without any occasion
Wherein I can attend on

So this fourth flora’s unique
Like a lid, like a gimmick.

-04/29/2011
*Ode to the 7 Flowers of 2011

Got thee on so-called Lit. Day
At second Ramayan play –

Oh how this day tested me
When time came, not yet ready
8 AM our program must
Most unprepared, oh aghast
Others were out the junction
Sounds went into malfunction

Disappointed superiors
Extended out their clamors
And moved the program further
Towards a one noon after
Thanks God there’s no more trial
Lit. Day flowed through its final

Proud of my BEED IV
With their guts & splendor
But when everything’s over
Cendy left flower scepter

Then Lorie Jean picked it up
Saw it timely, got asap.

-03/08/2011
(Dumarao)
*Ode to the 7 Flowers of 2011

Got thee on Feb’s final day
In CapSU when clouds are gray –

Got no flower before thee
On Valentine’s Day must be
When my Ramayan students
On program displayed talents
Where showered they some flowers
For Rama-Sita lovers

But after presentation
My mind forgot its mission
Oh flower of February
Alas! Why you slipped from me?
Need to think another day
What’ver flower come what may

Days passed not so important
To get one I’m reluctant
Resolved to wait ‘til last day
And found one on a pathway

After logged out from admin
To lib while JS pendin!

-02/28/2011
(Dumarao)
*Ode to the 7 Flowers of 2011

Got two flowers before thee
From Uncle Jake’s eulogy –

The first one was yesterday
At ‘bout twelve-thirty midday
In front CapSU-D Admin
Where with others ‘twas standin’
But inside my shirt’s pocket
Pumped already when I get

So this day his burial
While in offering floral
When with others I aligned
Got another of same kind
Along with “Lead Me Lord” song
Unnoticed amidst the throng

After got the second one
At post-necro sun was gone
To cemetery onward
For minutes, rain poured so hard
Carless, like us, stopped awhile
Till sun again showed its smile

Burial to be continued
On cemetery we should
After Uncle Jake’s son cried
Last bundles I picked with pride
Thought me I’ll change my flower
But oh! I’d to turn over

And oh! Poked Nene Intan
I got again another one
Of same color, same specie
White orchid – I got with glee
Then finally, I threw it
Inward my Uncle Jake’s pit

Yet now that I have my third
Its origin turned absurd
Confusion into my mind
Memory wants a rewind
From where did I really take
This orchid for Uncle Jake –

Was it from those turned over?...
Or from the stem thrown under?...
Anyway, this white orchid
Is for sure my greatest bid –
It heard the priest’s liturgy
Being teacher’s praiseworthy.

-01/22/11
(Dumarao)
*wants a unique poetry habit: Ode to the 7 Flowers of 2011

Labanan korapsyon
Bayan ay babangon
Pag-asang umahon
Pagbabago ngayon
-mga salita mula pa noon
tuwing sasapit panahong eleksiyon…

Kung KSP!

Labanan korapsyon
Kaya ba iyon?
Kung ang ngumangawa
Wala ring nagawa.

Kung KSP!

Bayan ay babangon
Sana pa’y noon
Kung ang nagdarasal
‘Di lang puro daldal.

Kung KSP!

Pag-asang umahon
Posible ba ‘yon?
Kung ang gumagawa
Mapanirang daga.

Kung KSP!

Pagbabago ngayon
Isang ilusyon
Kung ang binabanal
Mapanlokong hangal.

Kung KSP!

Kung Kaya, Sana Posible!

-04/14/2010
(Muntinlupa City)
*political mood this Campaign Period

I’m a Phoenix who melts in demise
From the ashes of my past I shall arise

I shall witness happily
The morning sun’s new glory

I shall rise up from my feet
With a courageous heartbeat

I shall spread out my wings wide
And set all hindrances aside

And I shall make them see
That there’s a radiant hope in me.

I’m a Phoenix, I’m a Phoenix
You shall see!

-sometime in 12/2009 – 1/2010
(Dumarao & Roxas City)
*a song to inspire self

Unang nakilala sa Araling Panlipunan
Sa mga libro’t **** na siya’y ipinangaral
‘Sang simpleng maybahay na tanghal ng kasaysayan
Babaeng sinipa diktaduryang pinairal…

Sa kanyang panahon, ako’y ‘lang malay na musmos
Pulitika, bansa – ano’ng pakialam ko diyan?
Sa unting pagkagulang naunawaang lubos
Bansang hinayupak, pulitika’y pandirian!

Saksi kung paano ang mga hayok na tao
Na parang tubig ang kapangyarihang inuhaw
Lalo na yung mga sa trono ay nakaupo
Daig pa ang mga busabos na magnanakaw!

Mga namulatang pagluklok sa sinadlakan
Ng mga itinuring na pinuno ng bansa
Bahid ng anomalya’t ano pang karumihan
Maliban sa isa na dapat ipagdakila.

Ang nasabing pagluklok ipinagmalaki
Maging ibang bansa’y hinuwaran, itinulad
Ang Lakas ng Bayan nating ipinagpunyagi
Nagpanumbalik sa demokrasyang hinahangad.

Iyon ay dahil sa isang babaeng tumayo
Siya’y sagisag ng pag-asa’t demokrasya
Mapayapa’t malinis na inakyat ang trono
Hanggang kailan ang diktadurya kung siya ay wala?

At kahit wala na sa luklukang hinantungan
Nagsilbing halimbawa na nagmahal sa bansa
Nasilayan kong dinamayan niya’t kinalaban
Isa ring sa Pilipinas ngayon ay nagrereyna.

Sa kanyang paglisan sa mundong pinaglipasan
‘Di dapat kalimutan Dangal ng Pilipino
Itatak sa kasaysayan simple niyang pangalan
Corazon C. Aquino…Mahalagang Pangulo.

-08/05/09
(Dumarao)
*written this day of Pres. Cory Aquino’s burial

Minsan sa kasaysayan
Ang Silangan, ang Kanluran
Ay nagkasagupaan.

Sa tanghalang kamao
Sila’y nagkatagpo
Walang takbuhan dito.

Pambato ng Silangan
Praktisadong si Pacman
Walang inuurungan.

Kayraming Mehikano
Napatumba na nito
Hinamon pa ng Britano.

Ang Perlas ng Silangan
Hindi tinalikuran
Paghamok ng Kanluran.

Tila isang milagro
Two Rounds tapos ang laro
Pilipino nanalo.

-05/03/2009
*for Pacquiao fight against a British

I cannot give you a teddy bear
Nor a pair of shoes so fair
Not an apple, grapes nor pear
Never a soft-cushioned chair.

I cannot give you a bounty cash
Earned so slow, but spent so fast
Hurts my pocket, gives it lash
**** that money that don’t last.

The only thing I can give you, dear
Is a greeting so sincere
“May your Christmas for this year…
Be filled with smiles – full of cheer!”

-12/14/08
(Dumarao)
*for Nene Angel…her assignment

Ako lang naman yaong hamak na kapuluan
Sa kontinenteng Asya bandang timog-silangan
Na minsan mo nang dinayo at pinagkanlungan.

España, me todavia en tu memoria?

‘Di ba’t hindi ako ang marapat na sadyain?
Ika’y nagkamali sa dinaungang lupain!
Subalit bakit ka pa nagpumilit sa akin?

España, me todavia en tu memoria?

Ano bang nasilayan at ako’y binihag mo?
Ikaw pa ang naghandog sa akin ng ngalan ko
Bininyagan na maging Romano Katoliko.

España, me todavia en tu memoria?

Langis ng Kristiyanismo ako ay binuhusan
‘Di nga lang lubos dumaloy hanggang talampakan
Na kay Allah ay tali na noon pa man.

España, me todavia en tu memoria?

Tatlong daan, tatlumpu’t taong alipin
Dugo’t laman ko’y pinagpumilitang bigkisin
Sa kultura’t kamalayang dayuhan sa akin.

España, me todavia en tu memoria?

Ano bang taglay mo’t nagtiis din sa’yo?
Mga dantao’y inabot bago napagtanto
Pag-alpas na marapat mula paniniil mo!

España, me todavia en tu memoria?

Ginang ng karagatan kung ikaw ay turingan
Ako’y isa lang pala sa’yong anak-anakan
Na sa kapangyarihan mo’y nakipagkumpulan.

España, me todavia en tu memoria?

Ngayon ay isandaan at sampung taon narin
Ang nakalipas nang ako ay iyong lisanin
Pero siguradong ikaw ay nandito parin.

España, me todavia en tu memoria?

Bayani kong si Rizal sa’yo ay nagtungo
Upang ipabatid ang aking panlulumo
Wika mo’y inaral ngunit balewala sa’yo.

España, me todavia en tu memoria?

Ngayon ako naman kung nais maunawaan
Ang tulang ito na sa’yo ang patukuyan
Ang wika kong ito naman ang ‘yong pag-aralan.

España, me todavia en tu memoria?
España, ako ba’y nasa iyo pang gunita?

-08/01/2008
(Miagao)
*for PI 100 under Sir Sansait

Ako’y isang Pilipina
Na nagtungo sa Tsina
Upang bumisita
Sa maysakit kong lola.

‘Di ko na ipinagtaka
Kung ako’y ‘di nakilala
Sapagkat siya’y ulyanin na.

Ang ‘di ko lang malimutan
Nang ako’y pagkamalan
Na isang taga-Kanluran.

‘Pagkat ang sinabi ba naman
“Hey, what are you doing here, woman?
Do I know any American?”

My gosh! Sa laking gulat ko
Mga mata ko’y nanlobo
At nawalan ng malay-tao.

Nang ako’y magising
Mga ilaw nakaduduling
And everybody’s dancing.

Ako’y nasa diskuhan nga pala
Nalasing at naidlip tuwina
Gayak panggala, pusturang pang-Kana.

Buhok na kinulayan
Labing nilipstikan
Mukha nga akong American.

Para sa mga di-makaunawa
At mga Maria Clarang Pilipina
‘Wag niyo akong itatwa.

Kung si Rizal nga’y naka-Americana
Ako pa kaya? – Modernang Pilipina!

-07/30/2008
(Miagao)
*for Kim Carlm Jagorin in PI 100

Ako’y napatingin
Sa aming salamin
Aking naaninagan
Isang bihis kanluranin…

Ako’y napadako
Sa isang museo
Si Rizal sa larawan
Naka-bihis kanluranin…

Ako’y napatanong
Sa isang may dunong
Ba’t Pilipinong turingan
Nakabihis kanluranin…

Ako’y agad tinugunan:
“Bakit? ‘Di niyo ba feel?”

-07/30/2008
(Miagao)
*for Darren Abenes in PI 100

Tuwing Halalan, may kalakalan…
Palitan, tindahan ng mga pangalan
Manibalang, sariwa’t bulok man
Hilaw o hinog, merong pagpipilian.

Tuwing Halalan, may paligsahan…
Maliit, malaki, mahirap, mayaman
Basta handa at gustong lumaban
Maging sino ka man, pwedeng sumali diyan.

Tuwing Halalan, may kaaliwan…
Kantahan, sayawan at palakpakan
Kainan, kwentuhan at inuman
Wari’y may pista ang buong bayan.

Tuwing Halalan, may kasawian…
Tsisimisan, siraan, banghayan, alitan
Hamunan, bugbugan at bantaan
Hanggang kamatayan, walang uurungan.

Tuwing Halalan, may kalayaan
Pumili ng pinuno ang mamamayan
Dikta ng sarili **** isipan
O maging anong uri ng kabayaran.

Tuwing Halalan, may karanasan!

-09/29/07
(Dumarao)
*upcoming local elections

O Obleng ibig, ba’t ka inusig?
Binusalang higpit iyong bibig
Mata’y hinigop na parang tubig
Tenga’y sinuntok hanggang matulig
Dinakma’t dinurog mga bisig
Ng mga buwetreng manlulupig!
Dugo’y ‘lang habas na umiilig!

O Obleng pantas, ba’t ka ginago?
Itinuring kang peste’t bilanggo
Dura’t ihi sayo’y pinaligo
Sa hanap **** mga pagbabago
Ika’y lagi nalang binibigo
Ng sayo’y namugad na mga kwago!
Tinutuka habang dumudugo!

O Obleng bituin, ba’t ka piniga?
Laman mo’y ngitim sa pamamaga
Pinipilipit ka’t inuuga
Pangalan mo’y ipinansisiga
Kaylinaw na hangad kang ihiga
Ng mga ahas **** inaruga!
Duguang Oble! Ganti’y ibuga!

-04/03/2007
(Dumarao)
*just feel

Look! Here’s Me! It’s my body
May be pretty, may be ugly
Care I? It’s not anybody
It’s me. It’s mine. Me’s mine only!

My body, the devil, is he
Glutton, sloth, selfishness all dear
My body, the angel, is thee
Abide law, goodness try adhere!

Protrude long horns of lust & dirt
Delight the world, hate discipline
Glow halo of heavenly mirth
Morality makes soul serene!

I am born with halo and horns
I am half-angel, half-demon!
My heart and mind: roses with thorns
Bees and worms, lo, behold, anon!

I’m growing with conscience and id
They come together within me!
Good and bad, each other they rid
Makes me bright and makes me gloomy!

Yet, however detest them both
They dwell together in one roof
Day butterfly and evening moth
I’m either they, there’s no need proof.

I’m one of two – the good and bad
This thing I can’t honestly lie!
The irony my body had
Have and will have, I can’t deny!

Testament:
The eyes that
read the Bible vast
are the same eyes that
watches lust!

The lips to Lord that
sings praises
are the same lips that
cast curses!

The limbs that
toil for survival
are the same limbs that
do brutal!

The brain that
thinks to help people
is the same brain that
plans evil!

The heart that
so loves everyone
is the same heart that
cares no one!

The body that
does good things
is the same body that
does bad things!

Whatever my body is?
-It’s only angel and devil
Whatever my body does?
-It’s only good and bad.

-02/18/2007
(Miagao)
*for Philosophy 1 under Sir Abila

Swerving black plane drives helpless onto water, unseen
Now the greedy hole comes to the liquid it, sippin’
From shallow ocean away vessel
To dark, tongued, toothed pit, don’t bid farewell
Human mouth ousts it unscathed back to soup basin.

-01/13/2007
(Dumarao)
*Topsy-Turvy Limerick Ironic

Aloft where challenging gray sheet & proud minds meet
Silence envelops air but robins hum so sweet
In seats all uniformed seem petrified
Mr. Serious conquered everyone’s pride
“Til lonesome breaks by non-bird, human farts sour tweet.

-01/12/2007
(Dumarao)
*Topsy-Turvy Limerick Ironic

Harry old farmer in his field under morning brightness
“Kalabaw, dali!” commanded he in bearing highness
Helpful, burdened is the black beast
Exasperated not at least
“Kalabaw, sandali lang!” driver shouts in strong weakness.

-01/11/2007
(Miagao)
*Topsy-Turvy Limerick Ironic

Where classroom colleagues and I come, sit, wait & stay
For teacher not yet is there on time must, not may
‘Til minutes come to thirty
Opt us all forsake pretty
Professor absent will not history today.

-01/10/2007
(Miagao)
*Topsy-Turvy Limerick Ironic

Found Mr. Al Gator guilty human killer
Law impartial show must him in railing teeter
Croc tears flow icy eyes
Gloom mark blooms purring mice
Jail possessed by him – independent prisoner.

-01/09/2007
(Miagao)
*Topsy-Turvy Limerick Ironic

River yonder bathe Danica baby subtle
Shampoo and soap ye by Mother Lily gentle
Far from across mom’s eyes see
Running reptile must clumsy
Huge, unusual blue-green **** rush gone fast turtle.

-01/08/2007
(Miagao)
*Topsy-Turvy Limerick Ironic

For Royal Reyes’ food so chef they urgent dire
Another time, another maiden fast new hire
Spoiled children now happy they
Stuff tender hope everyday
But cook, her Excellency, finds crisis – cold fire!

-01/07/2007
(Miagao)
*Topsy-Turvy Limerick Ironic

Bossy Jessy bought a dish of chicken curry
Comes out he from fastfood in an unknown hurry
Steady stony head and chin up he goes
Spare not from dog **** neatly gleamed shoe toes
Intended coincidence bursts funny fury.

-01/06/2007
(Miagao)
*Topsy-Turvy Limerick Ironic

Monday in Baywalk’s orange afternoon
Jay meets Joy due a dish of pork and spoon
Heads talk and name they exchange
Hearts walk and love they arrange
Aware this beginning ends, shines the moon.

-01/05/2007
(Dumarao)
*Topsy-Turvy Limerick Ironic

In front of doorway stood Ben, the rich suitor
Blue mat says, “Come in, there’s no alligator.”
Now lo Carpenter Juan!
Amy’s heart, you’re number one!
Clings welcome farewell, inside a raptor!

-01/05/2007
(Dumarao)
*Topsy-Turvy Limerick Ironic

Lady someone asked young beautiful man
Grace supposition as elegant swan
Paired male eyes upon her up to down
Wears he anonymous smile nor frown
“Fairy dear!” cries mouth’s obvious honest lie.

-01/05/2007
(Dumarao)
*Topsy-Turvy Limerick Ironic

Come! Lo! Valiant knights who never hide
Allow not the truth be put aside
Zip not thy mouth, ears open
Walk not with doubt, eyes listen
Do odd, let them see media beside.

-01/04/2007
(Dumarao)
*Topsy-Turvy Limerick Ironic

Adore the heroes and heroines of this nation mine
Uplift us from scourge of ****** clasping poverty line
Over the kings’ banquet, eyes open wide
Just mouth remain bold, don’t fear truthful chide
Horned angels endure to oppose treachery wine.

-01/04/2007
(Dumarao)
*Topsy-Turvy Limerick Ironic

Season of great hypocrisy showcase behold
Resurrecting good names from grave of rot and old
Don they the masks of cheerful smiles
Hand they bills yonder petty miles
They are kind devils devour fortune’s threshold.

-01/04/2007
(Dumarao)
*Topsy-Turvy Limerick Ironic

Call me, flightless wings, don’t deny
I do flip, flap, stretch, yet cannot fly
For what are we or me
In night a star that’s wee
But look! I’m still beautiful! Thanks, High!

-01/03/2007
(Dumarao)
*Topsy-Turvy Limerick Ironic