Monday, November 03, 2003

The Poet’s Gift

Posies on my canvas,
Fragrant scents in our midst;
Euphoric novels,
Typeset abstractions
Of a heart-woven dream…

Drops of tasty plum
On this golden old goblet,
Ink that writes the plume
Of downy feather
And dainty tip.

To, Life’s imageries, depict
In perfect truth,
In service of spirits blithe—
This is the Poet’s Gift.

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........i'm just another writer still trapped within my truth........


i have forgotten about what it is to write...
to catch that in-between the silence and the heart’s beating…
and go about that divide which separates shadow from the ground…
Writing, my first love!
and so, i write. répondez s’il vous plaît.


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naling'wan ko na kun pa'no an mag surat...
kun pa'no mahagilap an uya sa tahao kan kasilenciohan asin pag-ibot kan puso...
buda malakop iyan na nagbabanga sa anino asin daga...

An Pagsurat, sakuyang enot na pagkamoot!
biyo logod, ako minasurat. magsimbag ka.

"Rooted and built up in Jesus Christ, firm in the faith."





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