i am a concave of pain
circling, and never ending
connecting to be whole
yet i never seem to escape
this emptiness in which i am caged

Take my hand and join me on a adventure into the unknown.

The land of dreams and fantasies that's the unknown that we take a step into which turn into a spiral decent of madness.

Take my hand and join me on this adventure into the waters so warm and air so fresh and of mind and body that nobody can express.

Take my hand and let us explore the deepest and darkest desires and let us explore the body shaking mind shattering expirences of our fantasies.

Take my hand and join me on this adventure and let your explore yourself.

elegant
you can hear the fingers slide over the cello
strings
low
deeper than any river
appears
in the rhythm
a riverboat and the slapping
of water like skin
as a bobber rows along
the current tame and mellow

November eight
Was the date.
Life was shattered
For half of the folk.
While the first half pouted
The other half shouted
With glee for what seemed
Impossible - no joke.

Fear mongers reigned
In their pain
Their disappointment great.
Lies told - all they could hold
Came crashing down.
        Crashing down.

Fears from lies
In all their disguise
Trigger riot
Do you buy it?

College students
Need crying space.
Poor babies
Lost their race.

(Finish later)

My heart is like loose change,
some times that lucky penny
is lost and never refunded.

But some times that little coin
that was just covered in lint is
rubbed and a new gleam is found.

*"Can you dispense a moment and spend
a thought on each others heart beats,

barely lighting the corner of the room
the corner
where
she stood

there lightly stands a shadow  of gloom
so normal
where
she stood

fair dark and resounding
like she still
is there
saddened

by the bare echoes found
within
a corner of
her head

hiding
forever
it is

real and perceptible
to me
like the
sun
going down

can you see it in my eyes
or hear it in my sighs
somewhere someone sees
listens
cries

is there anything to it
this life our being
here near to death
as life
sighs

I sigh again thinking
about the things
I have experienced
people
near

when for once clearness  became
tall fervent
suddenly
right on hand
clear

as the bell rings Sunday morn
and the skies bluer
after a storm
and rainbows
appear

hold my hand please anyone
let us go to where
this life  is calmer clearer
peace is norm
and the seas
near

let us walk among other men
with similar
dreams
among the
gods of
mortality

sing

........
........
Past eight in the ev'ning....rainy sky
Was out at the verandah...twas time
To pull the second bar of the gate
Street was a bit dark..........despite my dimming sight
I could see shapes...sensed some presence...heard soft noises'
Permeating the cool night atmosphere...three voices
Four guests, as in past nights...waiting outside...

A rushing, and tingling of plates, ladles and pots
The opening and closing of the glass door
After a while, our guests were served late dinner
Complaining.....in their own familiar way

Three impatient stray cats, kept meow-ing,
The neighbor's dog...as usual...patiently waited...
The brown-striped cat ran to the vacant lot
And started licking her share of fishhead
While the younger two, shared a single plate.
They all contentedly, ate in silence...

After a while...one by one,
Our regular guests disappeared
Lost, in the dark....among the tall banana plants
Sheltered themselves....somewhere safe,  
Their purrs, and hushed yelping,
Faded...in the black distance...
:::::::
:::::::::::::::::::
Twas time, to secure the bar of the gate,
.....................time, to close for the night...



Sally

Copyright October 24, 2016
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan