Jose Radin Llorca Garduque

My Poems 76 - 100

76.

The Sort of Pet I am to Thee

 

Consider that I’m not a pest

As I am subject to thy behest

 

Perhaps I’m a rooster

Who wakes up earlier

To tell my master

I’m ahead him/her

 

Perhaps I’m a cat

Who incurs my wrath

On every destructive rat

In my keeper’s hut

 

Perhaps I’m a canine

Who barks even past nine

When someone crosses the line

I can even break a spine

 

Perhaps I’m a pig

Who just lay fat and big

Can’t even do a graceful jig

Only comfort it wants to dig

 

Perhaps I’m a carabao

Friend of iron plow

Machine for more than just an hour

Works with even humble bow.

 

If I’m all or none above

I hope to me you have some love.

 

-11/29/2011

(Dumarao)

*confused about career disposition

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77.

Utang Sa’yo

 

Utang sa’yo

Ang aking palad na ito       

 

Sa kabila ng kapalaluhan

Hindi pinabayaan

 

Mga taong mabubuti

Sa’kin ipinalamuti

 

Mapagbigay na mga amo

Sa’kin iginawad mo

 

Matatakbuhang kapitbahay

Sa’kin inialay

 

Masunuring mga alaga

Sa’kin ipinaubaya

 

Mapagpatawad at tuwid na pinuno

Sa ami’y biyaya mo

 

Panginoon, lahat ng palad na maganda

Ikaw ang may likha.

 

-11/29/2011

(Dumarao)

*self-consoling mood & consolation to others

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78.

He’s the One

 

He’s the One

Whose genuine kindness I ignored

And even enmity I labored

Publicly I abhorred

 

He’s the One

Whose victory I tried to bar

When from his people I departed afar

On his opponent’s nest – my childhood mirth – I gave him scar

 

He’s the One

Whose people should have led me

To the true path of victory

If ever I wasn’t poisoned by own false fantasy

 

He’s the One

Whose light revealed my darkness

On times of my great doubt and distress

Despite that, his people treated me with kindness

 

He’s the One

Whose followers’ door opened

When to them I was tossed once again

Although for once they’ve been threatened

 

He’s the One

Whose true benevolence

Slowly washes my discontent and impatience

As my hostile drive was laid into abstinence

 

He’s the One

Whose kindness I’m still confused

Because my guilty heart tells I’m accused

Since his generosity once I abused

 

He’s the One

Whose people tend me again

Who might be devising plots to cause me pain

For their master I once put in disdain

 

He’s the One

Whose nation may be hating me

Because I once rebelled against thee

Now I’m back, they doubt my sincerity

 

He’s the One

Who to our mass media was ever a hero

That’s common sense for I cannot find him a flaw

And also his lineage tells us so

 

He’s the One

Who can end my existence

For still I’m suspected with malevolence

What great karma brought by my negligence!?

 

After all, He’s still the One

Whom I believe will be my authentic hero

If he and his people can endure me for more years to go

Since now I consider myself a fan of Pres. Noynoy Aquino…

 

The One whose straight path I don’t wanna forgo!

 

-11/30/2011

(Dumarao)

*Yellow Poems Collection for realization & consolation to others

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79.

Wrong Turn

 

On the time I left the straight path

Unfathomed anxiety teemed my heart

 

Ever doubted the resolve of my brain

If it would delight or harness some pain

 

The only sure thing was that

I only earned another’s wrath

 

When from discontent

Formed I blemish intent

 

I became a speck

On the eyes of the meek

 

Abnormal fantasy

Drained all sanity

 

Filled with derision

To a righteous person

 

Worshipped childhood idol

Whom I thought would heed my call

 

Thought I’d found a savior

Who would do me a favor

 

Upon turning away

From his opponent’s way

 

Onwards orange avenue

Belching fumes towards yellow hue

 

Traffic disturbed

Many eyes to me turned

 

On wrong turn entrapped

By stupid mishap

 

Was towed from the highway

After causing disarray

 

In proper seclusion

The transgressor was thrown

 

Behind the shadows anguishing

No orange attending

 

In the end it was yellow

Who ransomed ex-fellow.

 

-11/20/2011

(Dumarao)

*Yellow Poems Collection

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80.

Our Golden Times During PNoy-Part 1

 

Now is the time

Our moment sublime!

 

For so long our heroes and villains alike

Push our pride on the hike

 

Our insignia of light between red and blue

Feel what our banner wants to construe

 

Conceived on this day of Red gallantry

A march towards Blue serenity

 

East that’s Red, West that’s Blue

Philippines that’s Yellow is friend to both of you!

 

On EDSA you have seen our peaceful revolution

Worthy of worldwide emulation

 

The champions of democracy

Whose son now seated to pursue the journey

 

Has made clear the path

Against those who are corrupt

 

And so the weighing scales of justice

Shall have nothing amiss

 

-11/30/2011

(Dumarao)

*to be continued on December

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81.

Ode to My Parents

 

Come, tell me

How better your parents can be

 

I do not say I’ve got

The perfect ones and you’re not

 

It’s just that I want to boast

The people who are to me host

 

They are my Nanay & Tatay

Who will never allow me to die

 

It’s only for them I offer my years

I spent for nothing maybe, but full of cheers

 

I may not look cheerful

But my heart with hope is full

 

They didn’t want to make me hungry

And want to give the best they can be

 

Whatever bad things or words they get from me

However good to others I may seem to be

 

It’s only my parents who have my best love.

 

-12/08/2011

(Dumarao)
*Second Incubus Collection

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82.

To CapSU-Dumarao

 

When I came to thee

I was already a wet blanket

 

The Father & Co-Founder of thee

Who once gave me an opportunity

 

After rejecting his master

Who is now our nation’s master

 

Still accepts this idiot rebel

Now claiming to have their label

 

And trying to be on same way

Accepting all frustration & dismay

 

However found alternative

To dreams forever elusive

 

As I try to listen, ponder & recover

Licking up wounds like a villain intruder

 

Trying to kill the pride which may be natural

Understanding & accepting others’ weakness can be beneficial.

 

-12/08/2011

(Dumarao)

*Second Incubus Collection

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83.

My 13th Leaf

 

Detached thee with pain

Mind nearly insane

Staircase ornament

Balanced arrangement

Not know name for long!

 

CapSU property

Students behind me

Few meters away

Alone on the way

I wearing all-black

 

Ninth of December

Sky’s not bright up there

About three-thirty

Afternoon empty

No class for awhile

 

On guest house staircase

Going up right base

Towards the admin

Sir Ladoc goin’

To seek good counsel

 

This day’s treacherous

Clearly dangerous

Ma’am Juls read Gospel

To my ears a bell

Lost sheep – that is me!

 

-12/10/2011

(Dumarao)

*My Toladas Collection

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84.

Our Golden Times During PNoy – Part 2

 

Under thee, the guiltless feel safe and free

Correction grips the soul of the guilty

 

Punished in way most humane

It’s apparent justice – not illusory bane

 

During PNoy’s first years

Our beauties shone in Ms. World & Ms. Universe

 

In Sports – Azkals and Volcanoes – another grace

Hey! Our People’s Champ “Pacman” still unfazed

 

Forget not our Guiness

World’s Largest Human Cross and 10 Commandments

 

Setting for World’s Longest Coin Chain

We’re not insane nor vain

 

To the leader who is here

To the people he is dear

 

Hope those are good signs to vie

Towards our Golden Age! Mabuhay!

 

-12/16/2011

(Dumarao)

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85.

My 14th Leaf

 

Picked thee from rush day

About New Year, hey

So end in fourteenth

Not on leaf thirteenth

Front house “euphorbia”!

 

To us it belongs

Despite many thorns

Few people out here

Perhaps to drink beer

Elder relatives

 

Twelfth month – thirty-first

Year’s final outburst

Twenty-Eleven

Has come to an end

Last sunlight ‘bout six

 

On plant’s row outside

Along the roadside

Leans on bamboo fence

Beside wooden bench

Just in front our house

 

This year’s Toladas

Arrive at its last

Turning point it is

To next year’s new leaves

Oh Happy New Year!

 

-12/31/2011

(Dumarao)

*My Toladas Collection

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86.

My 15th Leaf

 

Pulled thee from a fruit

Tiny from crown’s root

Poses like dagger

Head of its master

Guess – it’s “pineapple”!

 

Just bought by father

Or maybe mother

Sold by some vendor

Grown by some farmer

For every eater

 

First Day Twenty Twelve

On this solemn eve

Almost second day

No time for delay

First Sunday near end

 

Among the thirteen

Fruits midnight dinin’

Tradition they lay

On plastic pink tray

The table center

 

Imperfect New Year

But somehow it’s dear

Firecrackers zero

Even sparklers no

Yet, full and happy!

 

-01/01/2012

(Dumarao)

*My Toladas Collection

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87.

My 16th Leaf

 

Culled thee from nipa

Little manger roof

We call it “Belen”

By third year students

It’s from a palm tree

 

My advisory

TED BEEd Three

Don’t know who from them

But it’s one of them

Who got and placed it

 

Third day January

Third day Twenty Twelve

Third day of the year

Of Water Dragon

About 8 AM

 

Roof of small manger

Back from one corner

Third years placed it there

With other decors

Character papers

 

Tolada of kind

The first one unrhymed

Got with two more leaves

Obtained the same day

While Xmas decors unfixed.

 

-01/03/2012

(Dumarao)

*My Toladas Collection

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88.

My 17th Leaf

 

Culled thee from new plant

Obvious ‘coz house new

And height still a foot

Though can grow meter

Here it’s called “pasaw”

 

By Ozaraga

Father – school admin

Mother – professor

Daughter –ex-classmate

They’re seven members

 

Third day January

This day Twenty Twelve

Third day of the year

Of Water Dragon

About 12 PM

 

Beside bamboo fence

Outside to open

Along a path walk

Near its native gate

Aligned with same kind

 

Just there to have lunch

With Ma’am Diday, Angie

Ma’am Beth and others

New Year left-overs

But Anne was not there.

 

-01/03/2012

(Dumarao)

*My Toladas Collection

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89.

My 18th Leaf

 

Culled thee from waist height

Quaint ornamental

A type of hard grass

Some Japanese breed

Pretty “dwarf bamboo”

 

CapSU-Dumarao

Arancillo land

So their property

Their worker planted

It’s a décor there

 

Third day January

Third day Twenty Twelve

Third Day of the Year

Of Water Dragon

About 4 PM

 

Eighth bundle of same plant

Row from TED Building

Along the path way

Side where there frat huts

Arrayed in neat line

 

First TED afternoon

Of this year to home

While alone walking

Under fine sunset

Bye bye for now TED!

 

-01/03/2012

(Dumarao)

*My Toladas Collection

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90.

Panata sa Nazareno

 

Sa loob ng halos daang taon

Mula nang naparito ang Poon

Ang mga Pilipinong deboto

Taunang dumaragsa sa Quiapo

 

Dala’y kanya-kanyang panalangin

Tiwala na hiling ay diringgin

Kaya nagmula man sa malayo

Sa Quiapo parin ay dumarayo

 

Lubos na pananampalataya

Puspos pananalig sa biyaya

Sa tuwing sasapit buwan ng Enero

Nandyan Panata sa Nazareno.

 

-01/10/2012

(Dumarao)

*Feast Day of the Black Nazarene in Quiapo

 


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91.

My 19th Leaf

 

Plucked thee from near ground

Outdoor ornament

On Bermuda grass

It’s the plant type one

Decorative “fern”!

 

By Hachuela clan

Neighbor relative

It belongs to them

Planted by someone

To grace their front yard

 

January Thirteen

Friday Twenty Twelve

Ante Aclet’s wake

Night before burial

And saw Marvic G.

 

Neighborhood to South

Way to Codingle

Not along the road

Yellow-painted house

Just in front its porch

 

Friday the Thirteenth

Last day – Amaya

Hour before watching

Saw CapSU backers

I, Nanay & kin!

 

-01/13/2012

(Dumarao)

*My Toladas Collection

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92.

My 20th Leaf

 

Plucked thee from near ground

Sprouts independent

On clayey barren

It’s the weed type one

A pretty wild “fern”!

 

Basco family

Neighbor but not kin

Are they owning it?

Now that it’s a weed?

Yet on their domain?

 

January Thirteenth

Friday Twenty Twelve

Old Nong Toging’s wake

Night before burial

Saw some my students

 

Neighborhood to North

Way to the crossing

Not along the road

Front concrete abode

Beside bamboo fence

 

Friday the Thirteenth

Last day – Amaya

Hour after watch it

Saw CapSU students

I & some cousins!

 

-01/13/2012

(Dumarao)

*My Toladas Collection

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93.

Alaala ni Amaya

 

Sa pagdating mong napabalita

Unang sulyap palang namangha na

 

Gayak na sinauna

Sa paningin mahalina

Musikang kaytanda na

Sa pandinig mahiwaga

 

Mahalaga ang gabi

Simula ng pagsaksi

Kwento kong inabangan

Hatid niyang kasaysayan

 

Sa aking talambuhay

Gabing iyon may saysay

Nasa pagtitipon

Mga kaklase noon

 

Kapitbahay inuman

Masaya ang kwentuhan

Subalit ako’y saglit

Umuwi sa malapit

 

Iyon ay dahil batid ko

Simula na ng kwento

Ng kanyang unang yugto

Gabing Trenta ng Mayo

 

Mula nang araw na ‘yon

Pagsubaybay tradisyon

Naging makabuluhan

Likhang pampanitikan

 

Subalit ‘di naglaon

Nawalan telebisyon

‘Di hadlang gayunpaman

Sa radyo’y pinakinggan

 

Mula pagkabinukot

Hanggang aliping tulot

Babaylang naging guro

Mandirigmang pinuno

 

Nilupig at nanlupig

Inusig at nang-usig

Natulig at nanulig

Inibig at umibig

 

Nagtago at naglakbay

Namatay at nabuhay

Tinanggap at nagpanggap

Naghirap at nilingap

 

Sakay ng karakoa

Tinungo ibang banwa

Naghanda sa pagbalik

Upang ganti’y ihalik

 

Sa mabagsik na raha

Na pumatay sa ama

Sa pinunong baluktot

At sa harang nanalot

 

Mangubat at Angaway

Mga rahang kaaway

Lamitan na ninanay

Nais siyang maging bangkay

 

Sa kahuli-hulihan

Lahat sila’y talunan

Sa babae ng tagna

Walang iba – Amaya

 

Salamat, umalagad

Maging hanggang sa sulad

Salamat, kapanalig

Laban sa manlulupig

 

Salamat, Uray Hilway

Mga tinuran gabay

Salamat kay Bagani

Pag-ibig nanatili

 

Salamat sa Banal na Laon

Diyos ng mga ninuno noon

Kina Amaya’y panginoon

Tagapagpala ng kanilang nayon

 

Ang dulo ng epikong kapapanaw

Akala’y ‘di na matatanaw

Salamat sa unang Christmas bonus

May TV na bago taon ay matapos

 

Mahalaga rin ang gabi

Katapusan ng pagsaksi

Huling yugtong tinunghayan

Ang kamatayan ni Lamitan

 

Sa aking talambuhay

Gabing iyon rin ay may saysay

Nasa huling burol at lamayan

Bago at matapos subaybayan

 

Iyon ay kakaibang alaala ko

Sa katapusan ng kwento

Ng kanyang huling yugto

Biyernes – Trese ng Enero

 

Nagbrown-out pa nga

Habang oras ng balita

Buti nalang at umilaw

Sa tuwa ako’y napahiyaw

 

Sa pagtunog ng huling musika

At paggalaw ng katapusang eksena

Bukas TV at radyo

Sa makasaysayang mga tagpo

 

Ngayong gabi ng paglikha

Ng tulang handog sa programa

Unang gabing kapani-panibago

Dahil wala na sa ere ang paborito ko

 

Subalit ang Alaala ni Amaya

Mga gayak, musika, tauhan at kultura

Mga aral, tinuran, inspirasyon at ideya

Mananatiling buhay sa aking diwa!

 

-01/16-17/2012

(Dumarao)

*missing my favorite program

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94.

My 21st Leaf

 

Picked thee from root stock

Like a mini rock

That’s rough and dusty

Brown, pungeant, spicy

Wew! It’s “ginger” leaf!

 

Peasant Garduque

No other than me

Planted by my hands

Arancillo lands

A crop squatter too

 

First day of last year

I planted it there

The last time I saw

Only few leaves grow

One Twenty-Six Twelve

 

Carved fish pond paddy

Western side levee

Inside a plant box

Black, loamy soil stocks

Weeds and dirt surround

 

It’s first time to see

Leaves of crop by me

First time this year

Visit fish pond near

First time write so late!

 

-02/01/2012

(Dumarao)

*My Toladas Collection

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95.

My 22nd Leaf

 

Plucked thee from low tree

Of rare fruit specie

Here it’s not native

So lucky to live

Wow!...an “apple” tree!

 

Don’t know thy planter

Maybe the owner

CapSU property

Veterinary

We’re six who saw thee

 

Wrote this day after

Picked thee from owner

Not so bright sunshine

Noon, February Nine

Year Two Thousand Twelve

 

Some meters away

National highway

Outside darag fence

Of roosters and hens

Backyard of Vet.Med.

 

Had picture-taking

Some staff Salingsing

Bea and Ghazee

Jayson and Amy

Ma’am Joy’s with us too!

 

-02/10/2012

(Dumarao)

*My Toladas Collection

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96.

My 23rd Leaf

 

Picked thee from a shrub

Part of this poem job

Almost forgot thee

‘Til student told me

It’s “morning glory”!

 

A school property

But not CapSU-D

Also a public

Bigger, more classic

With BEEd 4

 

Wrote this night after

Our fieldtrip venture

Picked thee morning late

On Feb. Twenty-Eight

At about Twelve noon

 

Meters from the gate

West Visayas State

University

Next province city

Of Iloilo

 

TED students my dear

Second to fourth year

There’s no one did bar

Our going afar

On field trip we are!

 

-02/29/12

(Dumarao)

*My Toladas Collection

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97.

Letter Poem to My Family

 

Tatay, Nanay, Nene

My one and only family

How precious you are to me!

To whom shall I compare thee?

 

No one can surpass your love to me

Despite my flawed personality

How beloved you are to me!

To whom shall I exchange thee?

 

Whatever bad things I say and do

To the three of you

Whether be it false or true

Without you, my life is worthless and bad too.

 

-03/02/2012

(Dumarao)

*Third Incubus Collection

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98.

Reasons for My Existence

 

It’s God who gave me

This soul and body

He is the reason

Of this creation

 

It’s father and mother

Who caress and nurture

They are the reasons

Of my aspirations

 

I am a creation

For God’s intention

I am an aspiration

For my parents’ satisfaction.

 

-03/02/2012

(Dumarao)

*Third Incubus Collection

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99.

My 24th Leaf

 

Plucked thee on way out

Once again same route

It’s arboreal

It’s fruit national

Leaf from “mango” tree!

 

CapSU-Main owns thee

Living property

Perhaps long ago

Thin & tall, young though

The tree’s juvenile

 

Third month and sixth day

While out along way

Sir Ralph had just been

Death cart had just seen

Overheard necro

 

Left-side corridor

Of the school’s ground floor

Almost near garage

Of front gate’s entrance

Some sort of plant box

 

Holiday CapSU

Ex. Pres., oh adieu

While funeral mass

Roching Dadivas -

CapSU shall miss you!

 

-03/06-07/2012

(Dumarao)

*My Toladas Collection

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100.

7 Creatures of the Night

 

Hihi!...hihihi!

I am a witch

And I’m a creature of the night

I can make you a sandwich

Here! Take a bite!

 

Hur!...hur!...hur!...hur!...hur!

I am an ogre

And I’m a creature of the night

I can tear you asunder

Will you dare me a fight?

 

Hehe!...hehe!...he!

I am an elf

And I’m a creature of the night

Watch your step

Or I’ll take away your sight!

 

Huhuhuhuhuh!

I am a vampire

And I’m a creature of the night

Your blood is my desire

I wanna hold you tight!

 

Haah…aah…aah…
I am a banshee

And I’m a creature of the night

Come on, sing with me

To the grave be frozen with fright!

 

Awooh…wooh…wooh!

I am a werewolf! Woof!...Woof!

And I’m a creature of the night

Look at the top of your roof!...Woof!...Woof!

I’ve just hopped…Now, I’m on your right!

 

Brains…brains…brains…brains…brains!

I am a zombie

And I’m a creature of the night

I am coming to munch thee

Now run with all your might!

 

-03/10/2012

(Dumarao)

*created for English 413 under Dr. Minnie P. Chan