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Thursday, September 30, 2010

Published! (Yay!)

An acceptance (or two!) after a series of rejections is indeed a breathe of fresh air. Understatement. It's a storm of good vibes. Finally, you can tell yourself, I'm not just pretending to be a writer. Somebody thinks I can actually do it. Yay!

1. joyful! accepted my poem: "Jigsaw Puzzle Life" to be published in January. Watch out for it. ;)
2. My flash fiction was accepted and published at With Painted Words.

 You can read the full story here.

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Pen and Paper

Alone on a Highway. Picture inspired by a trip along XLex where X is either N or S. I'm not sure which.
reflections on the black monitor.
Almost Au. Self portrait
Contrast. Smile!
Bad Hair Day
Home Atop Rocks. Inspired by the house we saw halfway to Mt. Daguldul's peak
Homebound by Sunset. I am proud of that boat. ;)
Rendezvous. Inspired by a picture from our Mt. Daguldul trip.

Changes

I'm going to post artworks and short stories here from now on, instead of just poetry. :D

Thursday, September 16, 2010

ulit.

nakakailang pasa na ko.*
ibinabalik lang.
nakakailang subok na
na parang walang pinatutunguhan.
minsan, naitatanong ko din sa sarili,
ano bang saysay ng pagpupumilit;
ng pagbangon sa pagkakadapa
at pagtahak sa parehong daan
ng paulit-ulit?
parang wala.

maliban sa--
mga bagong ideya,
mas maganda sa nauna.
mga bagong leksyon
at inspirasyon.
malalaman kong ang tapang ko pala--
upang buksan ang puso
at ipabasa sa iba
ang mga kathang nabuo,
mga sikreto nagpapanggap na kwento
mga pangarap, takot, halo-halong nadarama
sa mga taong di ko naman kilala.

salamat sa mga katagang:
sulat lang.

:)

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Two strangers in a bus

Two strangers in a bus

Uneasy silence
fingers busy with phone
wrapped up in ipod sounds
bus skidding to a stop
bodies thrown in a sudden
eyes meet
burst of laughter
silence...
then--
gathering courage to speak
hopeful glances
hidden smiles
the bus stops---
it's sad goodbye

Thursday, September 2, 2010

sa totoo lang

kahit na tumatawid sa overpass
umuulan, madulas ang hagdan,
at nakikita ang mga magkapares
nakaalalay sa isa't isa...
sa totoo lang,
kaya naman na magpanggap
na hindi pag-asam
ng iyong presensya
ang nararamdaman.
na hindi,
'sana, sana andito ka
nakaalalay, para di ako madulas
habang umuulan,
habang tumatawid sa overpass
sa gitna ng sampu, sandaang
magkahawak-kamay,
magkaalalay...
habang ang tanging nakadikit sa palad ko
hawakan ng payong.
payong. panlaban sa basa
ngunit hindi sa lamig...
at lalong hindi sa pag-iisa.