Friday, December 25, 2009

Blue Christmas

Icy December, lonely winter
Dreamily watching the snow flakes falling
In my flat just south of Lansing

Weary thoughts circling in mind-boggling proportions
To a far away country, a warm home in the tropics
Noche Buena, puto bumbong, and Misa de Gallo.

Christmas in a foreign country, alone in a cold bedroom
Just passing the time with nothing else to do

This time when I call home long distance
I'll tell my mother that --

I was blinded by the snow.

Philippine Daily Inquirer/ YOU Section
December 2003

Thursday, December 17, 2009


Her dreams of lonely tales
would touch the weary
creeping foolish complexity
of the human heart

Dalityapi Unpoemed/ Makata/ June 2003