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Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Full Moon

the full moon
winks at Kal
in his nipa hut

Sunday, November 27, 2005

White Moon

I lose
the white moon
when our car turns to the left

Saturday, November 26, 2005

Old Chair

old wooden chair
I used to sit on it
beside my wife

Rainy Season

rainy season
a spoonful of sunshine
between dawn and dusk

Tiny Stars

beside Pilma
tiny stars
in a rippling lake water

Empty Nest

rest in
their empty nest

Catching Rain

summer rain
with our tongues

Manila Bay

Manila Bay
the sun kisses
the sea

In The Air

in the air
an eagle looks back
at the chicks

Our Bridge

in my room
your lingering perfume
our bridge

Atop A Mountain

atop a mountain
seeing plastics and cans
instead of flying eagles

Homecoming Dove

homecoming dove
the wind is now
lesser under her wings

Early Harvest

all our chickens died
except one
for my birthday

From A Nipa Hut

gray afternoon--
a boy at a nipa hut
smiles at me

Friday, November 25, 2005

Ligum Dueom

ligum dueom...
gulping nagdueom
ro Eangbon ni Lolo Empoy


permi kang madaeum?

Kanyon Nga Butong

rang kanyon nga butong
sa pantaw pa gihapon


ginpaligusan ka
eon man't bombero

My God

after the fight
father looks at a bloody Mike Tyson
and says: "Oh, my God!"

After Summer

after summer
my grasses
are still green

Caged Kitten

after lunch
the kitten in a cage
does not feel sleepy

June Rain

after a hard rain
the skies are trapped
in our bedroom

Above Aklan River

at the river bank
wave to the passengers

Black River

above a bridge
a boy looks down
at the black river

Deepening Night

deepening night
eyelids becoming
heavier and heavier

A Wild Flower

a wild flower
blooms in a cracked
concrete road

A Sign At The Gate

a sign
at the gate of a cemetery
"A Gateway to Heaven"

A Bleeding Night

A bleeding night
a shining dawn

Nadusmo Si Inday

si Inday
sa Boracay Beach

Thursday, November 24, 2005

Lemon Juice

squeezing lemon juice
on a fresh wound--
this full moon

Tuesday, November 22, 2005

Empty Table

New Moon--
he walks away
from an empty dining table

She Grips My Hand

Sunday afternoon—
she grips my hand
as we cross the city street

Not Today

Friday morning—
a young mother
refuses to bath her first son

Hamtik Sa Sampaguita

sa kagang
it Sampaguita
gadasig it pagkamang ro hamtik

To Begin With

I plan to post here my haiku to be interspersed with luwa, both in English and in Aklanon, the language of Aklan..