Sister Blog

I always get a lot of queries if my blog is all about poetry and I often say it's not.  That this is basically a general blog on things I like most and affect my daily life. I have not been blogging for quite some time as my day job requires me to work double time.

Realizing these dilemmas, a good cyber friend of mine put up a blog for poems we wrote and for other poems we love as well as news and features about poetry and other literary stuff.  Introducing... Poems Over Coffee.

So for those who are looking for poems to read and will inspire them to write or simply move on with life's daily battle, we humbly offer our original poems and will also feature news on local literary scenes.

Please visit, like, and share this new blog.  You can also share your own poems or suggest promos and games that will make the blogsite more engaging and fun.

And as the title implies, we invite you to coffee and let's journey to different realms and emotions of every poems.  If you're free invite us too, for poetry over coffee. :)

Flying Home

It's funny how like birds, your father taught you how to fly. It's just like teaching you to leave the very nest of yourself.

There's something quite profound in learning how to fly.You thrust, you trust. You leap, you hope. You fall, you fail. You soar, you love. You stop, you lose. You leave, you forget.

After some time you'd reminisce the first leap.The initial murder of fear. Cutting your bind and your innocence is as easy as stealing your first kiss.

It's funny how like birds, your father had taught you how to fly but never taught you how to go back home.

CCP now accepts entries to ANI37

I want to be a poet. And one way to do it, is to have my poems published.  Almost two years ago, I submitted my poems to the Cultural Center of the Philippines for their annual literary anthology - ANI 36. My poems didn't make it. It was not the first time I submitted my work to a competition or an anthology.  I remembered submitting my work to another anthology, an online literary folio and a literary workshop.  But none had ever stop me from writing. The ANI did.  Hehehe.  But this year, I started writing again.

Why am I saying this? Because of a renewed hope. CCP is once again opening its doors to contribution to ANI 37. CCP's Literary Arts Division is accepting poetry, short fiction and essays in Filipino, English and other Philippine languages (with translation in Filipino or English) tackling this year's topic "What is the character, personality or culture of the Filipino that needs to be cleansed or renewed for social transformation and growth?"

Entry to Damuhan.com Contest

PANTASYA

May panitikan ang pagmamahal sa maligno.
Kung saan nailalarawan ang kaibuturan ng puso
Na walang sino mang nagtangkang gawin.

Mapagaaralan ng kahit-sino -- galunggong man o kuwago
Ngunit wala sa silid-aklatan ang totoo
at tunay na paraan ng pagsuyo.

Read Me Like A Poem

Read me like a poem.  Yes! Slowly, expressively and sometimes you really just have to read me over and over again.

You see, a poem as I was told has different layers. It has different meanings and therefore, has different kind of beauty.  A poem, just like a woman, a toy, a movie or even a food, is viewed and consumed differently.  It doesn't own a single picture and has a unique way of being told. It all depends on the person reading the poem even. Or a man ogling a woman passing by; or a kid enviously looking at his playmate's toy; or a critic bashing a movie he just watched for free; or a customer of an overrated restaurant encouraging his friends to go there too.

And like a poem, you may like or dislike me or whatever I have to say.  To manage your expectation, I want you to know that this blog is basically about anything and I hope that a lot of you will appreciate what this blog hopes to achieve.  Not that it has a goal or something. It just wants to tell you things I want to share.

And lastly, just like a poem, it doesn't really matter if I make sense because the true meaning of a poem is when you’re moved deep within of what I have to share.  You don't need to think,  just feel it.  If you can't still get it the first time... try reading me again and again and again.