Boil the coffee now, my love.
The sun is on the rise.
Wake me gently, softly....
Day 58
President GMA has declared a state of national emergency but legal experts say it has no constitutional basis and is therefore illegal. What these lawyers don’t understand is that this “state of national emergency” is...
One short poem and two haiku.
Why suffer all the heavy thoughts,
why not drop them all,
have I grown too soft or lazy?...
May, I’m not made to use my head
But only my heart to say I’m not
What I am expected to be....
Two short verses.
Two birds glide in a cool, cloudy sky.
One is white; the other, black,
But never mind: They don’t fight....
Songbird of love,
You are home again. It’s been a
Long wandering in the winter land....
Day 55
No happening, no special news, this day same as yesterday. I’ll be bored to death. Ordinary people go outdoors when they are bored. But the problem is, I’m not an outgoing person. Going out is boring to me. So what will...
I will love you once again
And it will always be the same . . .
Feeling weak but very satisfied,...
Day 52
The garbage collectors collected the garbage. Before going to another house, one of them said, “May I have your empty bottles if there are any?” I was overhearing their conversation at the gate—Jullian and the garbage...
I’m in love again,
The color of my eyes yellow-green.
The same color is seen on my finger—...
Don’t deny me
The pain behind the grin.
Oh, let me, let me...
Day 48
So this is Valentine’s Day, which we celebrated in advance at MegaCenter Mall last Sunday, just after I bought the pocketbooks. There’s no point in writing about it now. I love my wife and I adore my kids but romanticism...
When I’m weary
I usually go out
And prowl the streets,...
I looked at you,
tried to discover the magic
in your smiling face....
Day 46
It’s Sunday. We went to church, then to a mall called MegaCenter. While the wife and kids were in the grocery store, I went to a bookstore and bought some pocketbooks—one on poetry and the other a collection of short...
Day 42
I am reading some articles about mushroom culture on the net. My interest is revived once again and I am now considering the possibility of cloning my own mushrooms. Why have I not thought of this before?...
Day 40
Here is the letter I wrote and sent via e-mail to the editor. Come on, read it, you will like it....
Day 37
Today’s Friday and it’s as boring as yesterday. That pastor who produces mushroom fruiting bags is a damn liar like a damn politician. Justin told me that he has already sold all the damn bags. He has kept us waiting for...
Day 34
Justin got home from school and he had with him their school organ, where he is a staff writer. He is a freshman college student. He showed me his 3 published poems. I was expecting no errors because I had edited them. But I...
Day 29
It’s raining just like yesterday. I like the weather because it is cool. But the rain spoils it. If I were in California I would completely enjoy the weather. But hell, I am here doing nothing. I’d like to do some real...
Day 31
This morning the wife arrived home from Bataan. I fetched her in front of the Jesus Is Lord Church of Eddie Villanueva (who cares about this presidential loser now) near the Cabanatuan Central Terminal. She had bought some...
Day 25
Pacman won, as I predicted. He’s got a lot practice and that explains his victory. Practice makes a winner. I have said enough....
Day 18
Not much. We celebrated two birthdays in advance. One is for Justin and the other for the wife. The reason is that all members of the family are available during Sundays if there’s something to celebrate....