TIME-RIDERS

Darkness dances in the margins. Shadows lengthen. Wildflowers, shed their blooms, one by one and the meadows echo with the wind’s sighs. Geese, once more, darken the blue skies punctuating their flight with honking cries. The world turns never going back to where it began and we are all its passengers. Where do we goContinue reading “TIME-RIDERS”

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WHERE IS HOME? (a Haibun)

The other day, my nephew posted pictures of decorative structures that he and his friends have set up in my old hometown. While the change was aesthetically pleasing, something clicked inside me: Bayanan, my hometown, is gone. Bayanan has changed a lot in the years I have been away. The sleepy barrio is gone, replacedContinue reading “WHERE IS HOME? (a Haibun)”

SERENITY (WPC: Serene)

Laughter sparkles like glass bubbling with champagne until it shatters and dissolves into a pool of tears fragile is the moment quickly feelings turn serenity holds them all together like a mother’s arms holding her child close to her heart The photos may have nothing to do with the poem but somehow, they speak toContinue reading “SERENITY (WPC: Serene)”

MUSHROOMS

Mushrooms sprout like Bedouin tents in the cool of an autumn night in varied colors, in varied shapes much to a fairy’s delight. Under the dome of their mushroom home held aloft by one sturdy pole fairies lounge and rest their heads lulled to sleep by a hooting owl. When dawn comes, e’re the sunContinue reading “MUSHROOMS”

AUTUMN DANCE (A Quadrille)

On butterfly wings and chariots pulled by swans fairies gather for an autumn dance How tree limbs creak under the weight of fairies picking leaves to adorn their skirts Dressed in colors they flirt with  the wind graceful and radiant to the very end. “Creak” is the word this week for DVerse Poets’ Pub’s QuadrilleContinue reading “AUTUMN DANCE (A Quadrille)”

A SWAN LAKE IN AUTUMN

No one could have been happier than me last Sunday afternoon when we went to a park for our family’s usual Sunday walk.  I spied a rather big pond while we were looking for a parking slot.  As soon as I could, I begged my leave to go to the pond (with my toddler inContinue reading “A SWAN LAKE IN AUTUMN”

OCTOBER MORNINGS

Darkness cloaks October mornings even as birds serenade the sun Blades of grass shiver beneath fallen leaves yet glow in the splendor of their frosty crown. And I wish I sleep the sleep of a child peaceful and warm under layers of sheets But duty calls and so I must arise Rise I must whileContinue reading “OCTOBER MORNINGS”