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
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Great writing particularly like your 15th leaf 86
Its "Pineapple"
BRAVO!
tnx...
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