my new poem is now posted at this link. thanks!
http://thesmokingbook.blogspot.com/2009/03/with-or-without-it.html
Friday, March 13, 2009
Friday, March 6, 2009
Published Story
one of my short stories was accepted in one of the leading family oriented magazine here in the Philippines (Good Housekeeping) and it will be out on April. Thank you, my dearest friend Richard, for everything!
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Spring Haiku
tractor in the field
robin and her nestlings
sing with the noise
mama collects milk
from the mooing cow
on spring morn
with the robins singing
under a tree
I wrote my haiku
such joy
cherry blossom blooms
outside our classroom
robin and her nestlings
sing with the noise
mama collects milk
from the mooing cow
on spring morn
with the robins singing
under a tree
I wrote my haiku
such joy
cherry blossom blooms
outside our classroom
Monday, February 16, 2009
A Season For Everything

SUMMER
wet bedsheet
from summer heat
or sudden pain?
throbbing pain
I change my turtleneck shirt
lump on my neck
sudden high fever
in mid summer noon
mom panics
early to bed
early to rise
still forsaken tired
sleepless nights
start to talk with me
in bed
FALL
after my appointment
outside the clinic
a maple leaf pats me
diagnosed at last
on my way home
withered leaves lead me
a crow flies above
the almost bare tree
premonition
full moon, night's deep
still wide awake from
the doctor's news
starched white sheet
covers now my sickbed
night falls early
WINTER
freezing white petals
start to pour in
glad my sickbed's warm
poems in my mind
while the snow falls
my meds kicking in
one winter night
on my sickbed I opened
my black album
on my sickbed
sound of rattling bottles of pills
and murmured prayers
the doctor comes in
new meds, strong ones
a snowstorm starts
SPRING
frankly I've been told
'no more cure, dear'
I sigh
in spring time
everything comes alive
except for me
smell of carnation
am I now laying on my
deathbed?
a sparrow sings
a song so sad
it's more like a lament
doctors gave up
my files now buried
in their memories
wet bedsheet
from summer heat
or sudden pain?
throbbing pain
I change my turtleneck shirt
lump on my neck
sudden high fever
in mid summer noon
mom panics
early to bed
early to rise
still forsaken tired
sleepless nights
start to talk with me
in bed
FALL
after my appointment
outside the clinic
a maple leaf pats me
diagnosed at last
on my way home
withered leaves lead me
a crow flies above
the almost bare tree
premonition
full moon, night's deep
still wide awake from
the doctor's news
starched white sheet
covers now my sickbed
night falls early
WINTER
freezing white petals
start to pour in
glad my sickbed's warm
poems in my mind
while the snow falls
my meds kicking in
one winter night
on my sickbed I opened
my black album
on my sickbed
sound of rattling bottles of pills
and murmured prayers
the doctor comes in
new meds, strong ones
a snowstorm starts
SPRING
frankly I've been told
'no more cure, dear'
I sigh
in spring time
everything comes alive
except for me
smell of carnation
am I now laying on my
deathbed?
a sparrow sings
a song so sad
it's more like a lament
doctors gave up
my files now buried
in their memories
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Back to School
Today i asked my eight year old daughter to come with me in my old school. i'm planning to go back to school on June and would like to take up Practical Nursing. well if things will work out just the way i plan, maybe i'll be on my way to studying again. wish me luck!
Friday, January 30, 2009
Miracle Stories
I've been writing and sending miracle stories to Chicken Soup for the Soul for almost a week now. I never knew how many stories my life have until I put it all down into words. now what I'm praying is another miracle... I hope that one of my stories will be published then.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Another Chapter
I know it's over
I know it's gone
every time mom throws the calendar
every time a new one hangs on the wall
every time the whole family gathers around
I know it's over
what the next year will bring
that I don't know
that I'm not sure
will it be different from the other year
or is it just a matter of number change?
but I know I'm sure
the passed year brought me tears
brought me laughter
brought me friends I've been searching for a long time
brought me flowers with scent that still lingered
brought me good news in golden wings
brought me bad, sad news in hearse
those things were in suitcase now
the cab's here waiting to take it all away
the ticket's on its pocket
one-way ticket
no turning back, last trip last chapter
in my life's journey
I sniffled
tears with reason I don't know
but it all made me
brave enough
smart enough
strong enough
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