SANDAANG KAPE

Randomly draw 100 from my 1000+ FB friends, invite them over a cup of coffee and blog about the experience.

PERFORMANCE Art

Everything that has ART and PERFORMANCE in it. Whether hidden or obviously seen. POETRY and PAINTING... together with RUNNING and MOUNTAIN sight seeing. Travelling in and out of the Philippines as well as youth volunteerism....

WALL CLIMB

The fear of falling always get into the way of reaching the top..

TRAVEL Buddies

With Yshna Benbinuto(traveling-stilettos.tumblr.com)

NIKE We Run Manila 2013

#WeRunForGoodHealth

Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

27 May 2014

Taste Like Chicken

Drag me out of my cave
Drag me out of the dark
Drag me out. . .
Show me your hand
And I'll reach for it
Show me your hand
My trust in you
Wherever we go
I won't let go

Show me the way
Out of this man cave
Illustrations on the wall
A hand that no one holds
A pair of pursed lips like its been in curse
Waiting for a frog prince to hop in not after the kiss but to satisfy the taste like chicken dinner


Show me the sunset
Show me the sunrise
Show me the waterfalls
Show me the beach

Out of the cave
Will you be the hand to lead the way?





03 March 2014

Alone and Happy

It's 5:30pm already and I'm hungry. Went straight to the office's pantry area. Found myself eating my merienda bymyself. No one to talk to. No one to share my food.

Nonetheless I didn't feel lonely.

And armed with banana bread and coffee words started to pound so here it goes:

(Last Friday when I woke up the first thing I saw was this play of shadow and light )
I want to be alone

I want to be alone when I’m reading a book

Better if the rain pours outside sipping my hot chocolate by the nook

I want to be alone when I sing

At the top of my lungs where freely I can scream like swimming in words and drowning in emotions



I want to be alone

Savoring the quietness

Savoring the stillness

Savoring the inner dialogues

Conversing with the mind

Debating with my heart

Over a tiny little cup of cappuccino



Figuring the whys of the past

During the solemnity of my presence inside the quite white washed room



I want to be alone but for not too long

I’m afraid

That I might miss the feeling

Of spending the weekends surfing and laughing



I’m afraid staying too long alone

Might make me forget

The happiness and comfort

Of rejoicing with my friends and closeness of a family



We all need time to be alone

But not for too long...

26 February 2014

God's Not Dead Film

Nagaantay pa rin ako kung kelan showing dito sa pinas ang film na to. So while i wait i took time to write this one:



Bukod sa selfie sa umaga
Ng mukhang nagbabaga

Bukod sa pagcheck sa phone
Kung may notification mula sa kanya
Na paulit ulit namang wala

Bukod sa agad na mahabang buntong hininga ng panghihinayang kahit Di pa nagsisimula ang a raw

Bukod sa kalituhan sa mundong mapanlinlang..

Ano nga bang morning ritual ngayon ng isang tao?

Ano nga bang unang dapat ginagawa pagka gising
Pagmulat ng mata nang matanggal na ang muta

Ano nga ba?

Try natin kaya.

Ang pasalamatan Siya.