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Fritz and the Llama
Fritz and the llamaLive in the desert.Fritz waves Hi to a camel.The llama spits at it.“How rude!” says the camel.“She’s my sister,” says Fritz.Fritz and the llamaLive in the desert.Fritz drinks from an oasis.The llama spits at it.“How rude!” says the oasis.“She’s my...
Shadow in the Garden
(Thinking of my daughter on her first death anniversary)
It is a recurring thoughtAs lightsCast a shadowOn a familiar bookIn my gardenOn a restlessEarly morning.
What if she were alive todayIn the era of the unthinkable?
Would she have goneTo the pollsWith me and her sonNow...
Touch me not
Why not, my Lord, after what you’ve done to me,Hurling my heart into the heaving waves off Magdala,Leaving me on the dark shores, empty and alone?And this morning, when there’s no need for today,You come to me again, resplendent in your white robe,A...
Pause for a Moment
The summits of the Pride Mountains are so high that they could not be conquered. Glorious to the eyes but tiresome to caring hearts. And the trails to the Valley of Compassion are now long forgotten. It seems we’re entrapped in a war zone you call Ambition.
Deep, deep within the...
Find Us a Rainbow(A Song)
Find us a rainbow at the end of the stormFind us a rendezvous where we can weave a dreamFind us a sunshine at the end of the nightFind us a garden cove where we can share a dreamFind us a shelter where we...
Written After Viewing DengCoy Miel’s Rizal in the Land of Lilimut
The more this land drinks blood,the smaller the people getThe more people get smaller,the more their memories get scaled downWhittled down, all they recall noware the steps taken awayThe words not present,the color of lossBreathing and crying for they know not what.A man...
