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farewell tanka November 21, 2008

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scattered puzzle bits

used to being side by side;

wilted bunch of blooms

forgotten by you, by me —

how do we say our goodbyes?

the wild swans at coole November 20, 2008

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(william butler yeats)

the trees are in their autumn beauty,

the woodland paths are dry,

under the October twilight the water

mirrors a still sky;

upon the brimming water among the stones

are nine and fifty swans.

the nineteenth autumn has come upon me

since i first made my count;

i saw, before i had well finished,

all suddenly mount

and scatter wheeling in great broken rings

upon their clamorous wings.

i have looked upon those brilliant creatures,

and now my heart is sore,

all’s changed since i, hearing at twilight,

the first time on this shore,

the bell-beat of their wings above my head,

trod with a lighter tread.

unwearied still, lover by lover,

they paddle in the cold

companionable streams or climb the air;

their hearts have not grown old;

passion or conquest, wander will they will,

attend upon them still.

but now they drift on the still water,

mysterious, beautiful;

among what rushes will they build,

by what lake’s edge or pool

delight men’s eyes when i awake some day

to find they have flown away?

the wild swans at coole 2 November 19, 2008

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(my cebuano translation)

anaa sa tingdagdag nga katahum ang mga kahoy,

uga ang mga dalan sa kalasangan,

ang tubig, sa kilom-kilom sa Oktubre,

ang gapundo’ng langit ang gisaminan;

sa gaawas-awas nga tubig dapit sa mga bato

siyam ug singkwenta ka gansa ang anaa didto.

ang ika-disenuybe’ng tingdagdag miabot na usab kanako

sukad sa pagsugod ko’g ihap sa una;

nalantawan nako, bag-o pa man galing ko mahuman,

sila tanan, kalit nga milupad na

ug misabwag sa kuyaw’ng mga singsing nga nabugto

sa ibabaw sa ilang pagkasaba nga mga pako.

gitan-aw na nako sila’ng mga masilakong binuhat,

ug akong kasingkasing hapdos na karon.

nausab na man tanan, sukad kaniadtong sa kilom-kilom, ako namati

sa pinaka-unang higayon diri sa may baybayon,

ang bagting sa kampana’ng gikan sa gakapa-kapang mga pako,

gipulihan ug mas hinay nga tunob kumpara kaniadto.

wa gihapon gikapoy, hinigugma sa hinigugma,

sa kabugnaw, sila nagbugsay

uban sa sapa o musaka sa hangin;

mga kasingkasing nga wa maniguwang bisag dyutay;

pagpaningkahul o pagsakup, maglaroy-laroy kun asa nila gusto,

alagaran gihapon sila ug utro.

pero karon, galutaw sila sa gapundo’ng tubig,

matahum, kahibulungan;

asa sila magpanday

sa kilid sa unsa’ng linaw man

ang magpalipay sa mga mata sa tawo kun ako mumata

aron masayran nga milupad na sila?

a lot like love November 18, 2008

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a single broken fork,

a couple of plastic cups,

lots of crumpled paper —

and you start to realize

that they’re all just clutter…

yesterday, they’re needed;

now, they’re useless.

and you squint at the same thought

because it’s a lot like love,

where one is left behind —

broken and utterly

useless.

twilight memories November 18, 2008

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pale crimson and orange palette

painted in that endless canvas

with the final rays of the sun

sinking over the horizon;

the blades of cogon grasses turn

into dark, dancing silhouettes —

the best twilights, i left at home…

now, i see no velvet sunsets

and no dancing cogon grasses —

just a lone lightpost by the street.

daybreak November 18, 2008

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in the east, faint streaks of lights start to show;

little by little, darkness fades away.

kissed by dewdrops, tiny forget-me-nots

cover your fresh grave… daybreak without you —

the silence is drowned by crowing roosters.

yesterday’s child November 18, 2008

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staring outside this glass window

on a monotonous Monday

and looking at the corn stalks in

the distance —

basking in the warmth of the sun,

dancing with the hum of the breeze,

all makes me think of

the child i used to know —

who always loved to feel

the kiss of the sun

and who always swayed to the

rhythm of the wind…

i try to make up my reflection

on the glass panels

if only to see

traces of that child left in me.

haiku attempts November 14, 2008

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city rainshowers —

a garden of umbrellas

instead of flowers..


with the lullabye

of waves, a driftwood dances —

to nowhere, to shore..


water crystals form

by the clothesline — delicate

remnants of the storm..