Ernesto P. Santiago Poet Prose Poetry

As Per How the Days Go By

On a block note---‘tis cheaper, 
or perhaps, on a computer screen
I will lay my emotions 
and classify them in poetic forms.

Sonnet for the heart,
free-verse for the mind,
lyrics for the body,
rhyme for the soul.

When I’ll be writing sonnet, 
I’ll be in the back porch 
where I can seat, calmly, 
and watch the roses bloom.

When I’ll be writing free-verse, 
I’ll be in my study room,
where I can dawdle over time as I’d love to,
letting it flows, like I used to do. 

When I’ll be writing lyrics, 
I’ll be under the shady mango tree
where I can hear the noon psalms 
of cheerful warblers. 

When I’ll rhyme, 
I’ll be on my throne, longing...
for the sensual night 
to rest and kiss me to sleep. 

Later, I’ll review the forms, which by then 
are completely unveiled: the heart bloomed,
the mind no longer worried, the body calmed,
and so as the soul in a peaceful wind dance.

All these will be, 
encoded, in my diary, tinged
with sadness and happiness--- 
as per how the days go by.

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