No Ashes On Reef

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No ashes on reef

Lose not the grief

Should you only

Replace it with

What is not right

Ask me for no favors

Don't make me change color

From fair to dark

Love lust dishonor

still

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the sun sets on a horizon still
late birds fly to roost
ripples barely seen on the water
no boats stir, no planes dot the sky
absent trees, their ghosts content
as it was meant at the start
the world without humans won't be lonely

Tomorrow the Sun

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Storms send out warning
of dark clouds and drizzle
ahead of wind, rain, death

Tremors don’t
But the dogs howling
at ghosts; birds flying
into windows, walls

Songs crash into words
Breaking stride, crushing dew
Fear in faces, stuck in place
Feet turn to stone

Leaden the dead
Spread the news
The world ends anew
Tomorrow the sun

One Day that Shook My World

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Give me the shakes

shake and bake

run for the hills

Oops! This is uphill

The fool who lives this high

has nowhere to go but down

Can’t go out without a sigh

Cry and look like a clown

Call and text

Shoot your load

No more sex

Forget that broad

Holy book this, holy book that

Catch the last train on track

Sing His praises

Get high on smack

If the world ends today

Buy that last happy meal

Here’s a toast, don’t stray

My God is right, hooray!

Stories High

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Stories are told in ways
As numerous as heroes’ names
Sizes various as egos wandering

The best storytellers are mothers weaving tall tales
To children who imbibed their milk
In soothing tones of silenced cries, cooing contentment

The saddest sight is a widower
Who whistles in the lonely afternoon
Against the wind, sees his wife in whirlpools of dust

The happiest sound is a bird chirping
Who knows not it has wings
But sees people shuffle their feet

The Arrogance

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With arrogance that should only belong to God
she breaks my heart.
Fearing neither karmic outcome or the speed of my hand
she smiles while cutting up vows like paper falling on floor.
The betrayal of ultimate candlelit dinners
whispered flirtations sinking in wine
are ancient recalls of moonlight caught in lace curtains.
Will the victim live through blotter reports
blood dripping on snow
the cliché of shared movies, shred tickets?
The query of final judgment
will prove a pretty smirk
is not the right to hurt mock.

Short Wings

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Live impermanent of cycles
Memories transparent shimmering
In the dim of sun, gloom of moon
Sisters of dragons flying low, waiting vainly
Of knights blue armor diving smokeless jets
Amassing not for war but for love, peace

A creature that dies everyday cannot go extinct
It lives dead between vampires and recall
Forgetting nothing, eating air
Breeding, springing forth gushers
Nymphs and imps watching
Long may you fly, bye

He Wakes Up Neurotic

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He gets up happy, they say
Smiling from day to day
Never see a frown on his mug, grey

He blows the trumpet divine
Angel or strumpet, he declines
Sat on a bench, C’s on his side
Mo’ money they plead
The babies they bleed

His arm is strong
His fingers are steel
But soft as velvet
They string the reel

Notes fly into space
In between
What’s in your face
Race to the edge
Plant veggies
Eat the soil of Eden

It’s a wonderful…
What the hell, are you?
Don’t speak, it’s a mouthful
Didn’t your ma teach you?

Tiger Through the Rose Bush

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The blood the prick
Thorn elects
Goads is a gift on the land
Parched by invaders from up north
Two footed and four

Cat of stripes and rare gripes
Ambles through thickets swims through flows
It minds not the cuts remind it it’s beast
The biggest one on any block

Growling mewling mood dictates
Humidity this deep calls for waters
From below and above

Tiger beauty and death
Is god to the famished

Her Heart Broke

Her heart broke like the bottles of alcohol
she flung to the wall when drunk.
Not a drop of firewater
until they took all her children away --
to assimilate, she was told.

From the red man’s land
to the frontiers of abuse and beyond.
Her husband didn’t say much except, Gute!

Her eldest child never met her.
She died when eight wasn’t even nine,
too young to leave, too old in soul.
She had seven, lost them all.

Pagsakay ni Inday sa Multicab

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Pagsakay ni Inday sa multicab
Napakong siya
Gipungngan niya iyang agay
Apan niluha iyang mata
Dili siya buot nga madaut iyang postura
Maanyag ug madanihon
Lumoy ang pamayhon
Sihag iyang blouse
Itom iyang sayal
Dili matago ang tinguha
Ang pangandoy sa mga panglantaw
Ubos ug ibabaw

Yes, No Isosceles

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Summer is never gone from this land
It merely hides during rain,
sneaking a peek at the sky,
waiting for the sun to smile.

The times you think it’s fall,
you are reminded September
wears different clothes near the equator.

You shine in your own way, sunbeam.
Dropping the baby blubber
to be a young woman,
growing miles of legs
that make your mother look skywards,
your pale brown eyes stop boys in their tracks.

Your sister and I share September
the same way your brother and mom
tarry with January.

Facile rhymes and ignored cadences
make it easy to write verses.
Same way three fourths through the year
bring the smell of Christmas near
and carols to the doorstep.

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The Emperor’s Reign

Refusing to go
after the king;
they fall over each other
declining chance
to say something.
Too brilliant even for the sun,
Too smart for the report of a gun.
I remain alone
on top of my mountain


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The Emperor’s Rain

It comes without
so much as a by your leave.
It falls soft, pitter patter,
or hard, an invading army
hungry for gore glory.

It is food.
It is death.
It is sink or swim,
stuck in the mud.

It is an old lover,
the only friend;
when gods
abandon Olympus
fearful of fear
and a child’s smile.

Nick of Time

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The dawn she was born
A star fell from the void
The breeze whispered her name
Mari, her eyes a gift of the sun
But with a mouth that needs soaping
She gives warmongers pause
Wakes her father at 5
Telling him a fire rages
He jolts out of day sleep
Runs downstairs, sees no smoke
It’s her spirit that burns
From the top of the landing she smirks
Mission accomplished

The Green Fairy

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The green fairy haunts dreams
Colours the paper this is written on
She flies on gossamer winds
Bleeds chlorophyll when cut
By the wit of poets

You can look at her
You can smell her
You can drink her
She is whatever you want her to be

Banned in some climes
For her noxious notoriety
They changed their minds
With the new dawning
The new twisting of meanings
That tint windows with wishes

The Girl With a Red Balloon in a Black & White World

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The girl with a red balloon in a black & white world
walks the streets bled of lonely.
She thinks what a lovely white dress she wears.
And she smiles.

She knows lips have to be ruby red to be pretty.
But grey is OK.
And her pout stays put.
An extra spring is added to her skip.

She almost lets go of the balloon string.
And she frowns.
Her fingers tighten.

I will not stop writing paeans to the moon

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I will not stop writing paeans
to the moon
The same way I can’t stop
getting up at dawn to pee

This mistress’ cruelty is pain
that strengthens
Lengthens life, sweet torture

Cool to the eye, warm to thought
Clouds cover its repose
singing melodies that singe

Ang Kulafu ug si Noy Andoy

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Pagkalaay kung walay tagay
Busa nag-inusara na lang og yarok sa Kulafu si Noy Andoy
Nagkadugay, nagkahinay, dili na kalahutay
Dali na mahubog ang tiguwang
Apan tag tu’tu’o ra man gihapon ka botelya iyang mahurot
Gustong malimtan ang kamingaw
Napu’o na ka tuig sukad nipanaw si Nang Pining
Mga anak nila minyo ug galahi na
Ma-o ning si Raha Kulafu na lang ang iyang kanunayng kuyog
”Shot, nyor!”
Hangtud mahubog, mohigda daplin sa da’an gabilangkad
Nawalis and purol, walay putos, kita’ng lagay

Trinity Far

(Crucifixion by Salvador Dali)

Jesus Pose

Down on the ground
Arms spread-eagle
Legs figure four
The lamb, black
Head shaved
Goatee mocking
Messiah lost
In the ether
Real blood
Bullets flesh
Save for the soul
Soldiering on
Solder back
The halo of you.




Ang ha’s mitabok sa da’an (Snake Crossing)

Ang ha’as mitabok sa da’an
Nakurat ang driver sa habal-habal
Matud pa niya, ”Daku-a oy!”

Nagdahum ko nga sawa
Sama sa akong paa ang gidak-on
Apan pagka-cute man di-ay
Sa babuyon nga bitin
Naninguha pa gyud intawon
Og kamang sa lapukon nga dalan
Aron motabok sa pikas daplin

Maayo gani wala suwayi sa driver og ligis
Nahadlok man sab gud siya nga mopahit kuno
Mayna lang hinan-aw ko og Discovery
ug National Geographic Channel
Ug Animal Planet pa gyud

Sige ta’g kakita sa mga naturalists
Nga yano rang gipunit ang mga bitin
Ug moingon pa gyud, “What a beautiful animal.”
Diri sa amo-a, it’s only beautiful if we can put
An animal in a cooking a pot
Bantug rang hapit na mapu-o ang mga mananap dinhi



Slew (Song for You)

She killed me
I don’t know how many times
She kissed me
I don’t know how many rhymes
She told me
To write in cold climes

I come back for more
Each time she says I hate you
Her wicked smile sweet honey
To a fly caught in a web
Of desire and regret

Nice View Ruined

Her legs are two of the whitest
and smoothest I’ve seen
But she walks like a duck

Wasting the short denim pants
Clinging to her butt
Like a scared child

She can cause accidents
On the street
Or make your day
With her gait