"ivi" poems
to the little girl
who sits by the tv screen,
watching encantadia—
lireo is where you belong,
your palms big enough
to hold the kingdoms of sapiro,
lireo, hathoria, and etheria in
your hands, keeping
the brilyantes of air, water, earth
and fire in the four chambers of
your heart to keep peace
in our world.
you are an amihan,
open to the truth of
an entirely different continent
coexisting with the mortal world
that you know,
never letting death keep you
from closing in on yourself
like an abandoned cathedral;
you are soft and gentle in
all the ways she tries to lead,
dangerous in the way
cassopeia's prophecy was fulfilled,
bringing the ruin of hathoria.
do not be afraid when
pirena comes, rage and
hade! hade! hade! against the beating
of the earth against your feet,
stealing the holy fire in your heart.
it will keep burning, arrows aimed
and the war won and you will
get it back.
you will get it back.
ilantre ivi e corre?
ilantre ivi hasne masne?
the people wonder.
you are a descendant of the
diwatas powerful and
almighty in the elements
of the world you hold close;
under your reign,
corre will return,
masne will start its journey.
kingdoms will be brought
to their knees.
you will never forget
the land where you came from
mingling with the magic
in your veins
you are one of many
a lot of things you can never compromise.
ivi esna adelan e...
Oct 13, 2016
Oct 13, 2016 at 2:15 AM UTC
i.
Last eve', whilst mine Filipino rose
Was falling deep into her slumber;
I started to doze off, into hypnagogic state
I wasn't sleeping, nor was I fully awake.
ii.
In the midst of this hallucinatory reality
I couldst discern a tender mild voice, betwixt this actuality;
The strong yet forward word's spoke as this to me
Brandon, "doth thou want to cometh home to JESUS CHRIST" ?
iii.
As tis the word's JESUS CHRIST were in italic bold font
From the way it was saidst, it was sung as an angel wouldst singeth his name up in heaven; someone, not knowing whom, asked if I wanted to cometh home, was this an angel, or a dream?
iv.
Ive hadst encounter's with demonic being's daily, as tis I've had angelic encounter's as well, wouldst twenty seven be mine last;
As I've thought of this a many whilst's, as tis every musician of mine I've loved died at this age, as two plus seven equal's nine.
v.
Nine, mine favorite number, mine sport's digit always chosen as a boy, nine, the number meaning completion in all religion's;
The figure representing the completion of life's own cycle, as tis so many star's completed their journey at 27, was I being called?
Ivi.
Didst someone asketh me to cometh home? Back where I belong? To the star's? To God's son? Number's alway's meaneth something; in mine bible, in all religion's, in all thing's, as tis angel's speaketh in front of thee or in dream's, was that mine angel? Calling me?
Oct 12, 2015
Oct 12, 2015 at 9:44 AM UTC
Nulla di ciò che accade e non ha volto
e nulla che precipiti puro, immune da traccia,
percettibile solo alla pietà
come te mi significa la morte.
Il vento ricco oscilla corrugato
sui vetri, finge estatiche presenze
e un oriente bianco s'esala
nei quadrivi di febbre lastricati.
Dalla pioggia alle candide schiarite
si levano allo sguardo variopinto
blocchi d'aria in festevoli distanze.
Apparire e sparire è una chimera.
È questa l'ora tua, è l'ora di quei re
sismici il cui trono è il movimento,
insensibili se non al freddo di morte
che lasciano nel sangue all'improvviso.
Loro sede fulminea è qualche specchio
assorto nella sera, ivi s'incontrano,
ivi si riconoscono in un battito.
Sei certa ed ingannevole, è vano ch'io ti cerchi,
ti persegua di là dai fortilizi,
dalle guglie riflesse negli asfalti,
nei luoghi ove l'amore non può giungere
né la dimenticanza di se stessi.
1k
this is where i lay my Head,
let my Brain remain aSleep,
dream of Rays n razor's Edge,
fetch a Blade n slay the Sheep,,
seep the Sheers n near the Ledge,
shed the Tears n steer the Ship,
shifting Gears n piercing Threats:
threading Needles -- wielding Stitches.
Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 11:47 PM UTC
Un an de când am trăit
Fiecare pas într-un loc îndreptat
De unde nu te-ai mai mișcat
Și cățelușii, doar eu i-am plimbat
Un an de când nu ne-ai poftit
La masă, in memoria ta intristat
Acum eu la alții am dat
Și de băut, și de mâncat
Un an de când nu ne-am zâmbit
Multă lume m-a îmbrațișat
Numele tău se ivi menționat
Și tu nu, în mod repetat
Un an de când ai murit
Jun 12, 2025
Jun 12, 2025 at 5:28 AM UTC