Sometimes

 when moments are bare

and my vision of you comes rare

the only medication that heaven offers

would the paradise of your smile be

in my mind for the life of me

On Time

 

and now time have I to read them
I have always wanted to for time I
never had the pleasure of -reach-

STAIRCASE DILEMMA

 

staircases have always intrigued

me - one way or the other

all kinds of them I've climbed -

wood, iron,stone, and even rope

but I guess I still have to have

a try on a stairway of clouds

and on a stairway of twinkling stars!

not only on one occasion,

seriously though

have I stopped short of doing

whatever task I had on hand

because

I wasn't of what direction sure

I was at the moment next to take

in the middle of a staircase, I'd ask myself

was it that now I would I go down or

was it that I should go up?

Qigong Warmup and Exercise

RACE YOU!

 RACE YOU!

From the school bus to my embrace

But now she says: "Race you to the doorstep!"

And I say, "You got it little girl" So we go -

"On your mark, get s- Hey! not fair!"

She just went running but okay, she's

Coming back, laughing like - oh God!

Laughing like the world is all hers

Or that the world will never end!

And under her breath she says, "Just kidding!

Come on, let's start all over!"

So again we go - "On your mark, get set, go!"

And off with the wind she - looks back, though,

And runs to me with arms outstreched,

Ready to lift my prostrat form,

Like she, for the love of me, could undo

That misstep I did, - clumsy, mortifying!

"Please don't die!", this time, she is crying!

"Of course, I won't!" Now, quick to my arms

This angel I take. And seated both we are now

On the driveway, yes, not quite by the doorway

But in each other's comfort,

"Hush!", I say, "I'm okay!"

I'm no good at racing, am I?

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A Bit on the Poet

 =Ngem kastay kunadan, saan a nasken a batoken ti kaipapanan ti daniw a saan a ti umuna a level of meaning. No la ketdi marikna ti emosion ti daniw, a saan a nasken nga anninaw ti rikna ti mannaniw, awan duadua a nagballigi ti daniw The writer, as always, is outside the poem, ta no naibulosen ti sinurat a kas iti tumatayab, addan bukodna a biag. --

— Guerrero Coloma

7Lydia Pavon, Carlo Floyd Serapion and 5 others

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A COME BACK

 Sometimes, time does magic- all kinds - and I simply can't put this particular magic in words. I will do what i can, however, of putting mind into print although it will be a pretty sad representation of my mind's reality  - if I am making sense at all. But I intend to pick it up and kinda look back.