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)”

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)”


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”


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”

LATE NOVEMBER (WPC: It’s Not This Time of Year Without)

The sun retires at 4 o’clock in this part of the world up north The branches, shorn of leaves, sport some snow for a new winter coat Forgotten apples, still crisp, shiver in the November sky And those who neither reap nor sow can feast just like you and I. At six o’clock it stillContinue reading “LATE NOVEMBER (WPC: It’s Not This Time of Year Without)”


Toys sit in the bins in disarray, moldy and sad the hands that caressed them are never around the mind that send them to wondrous tours no longer turned nor propelled their gears The tracks have been broken there are no more tickets to neverland Toys and child have reached that most dreaded time –Continue reading “LITTLE RED CABOOSE (WPC: Tiny)”


This fall, our backyard brought us a wonderful surprise: mushrooms! In the previous years, we only had about a few mushrooms. But this year, they were literally covering a good chunk of our backyard. They grew in clusters, and sometimes, one on top of another and another.  Here I thought that they grew like umbrellasContinue reading “MUSHROOM INVASION (for WPC: Chaos)”


I used to be very scared of cemeteries. When I was much younger, I would shut my eyes tight whenever I passed by the cemetery in our village. Unlike American cemeteries where coffins are lowered about 6 feet under the ground, in traditional Philippine cemeteries like the one we had in our barrio, coffins areContinue reading “EERIE CEMETERY”