there was a vespa parked on road
billy the buffalo had never rode
it was huge hundred pounds
the vespa struggles under the sound
billy's bellow made it sickly plead
for peace against the massive beast
billy started the vespa fast
and horned loud and rode it past
houses looked at it with awe
uncle hari nicked his ear in awe
the dogs of street glared at it
people in their car stopped to see
it raced and raced till it reached the race
"STRONGEST SPORTS CAR WILL RACE"
billy entered the race with vespa
the poor thing almost collapsed hard
yet raced against fierce cars
till it reached the ending point bars
the buffalo got off and took the prize
the human in car watched in demise
the vespa took a final breath
and fell down on the pavement left
billy jumped into the lake
it had won the race for the vespa's sake
792.
Ang Pagbabalik ng Guro
Mula sa kamatayan
Nabuhay muli si Hesukristo
Pagmasdan! Pagmasdan!
Muling nabuhay ang yumao!
Mula sa kalugmukan
Bumangon muli sa El Gordo
Tunghayan! Tunghayan!
Muling bumangon ang ginupo!
Ang anila'y pekeng hari
Ay muling maghahari
Ang anila'y pekeng guro
Ay muling magtuturo!...
-04/12/2020
(Dumarao… Easter Sunday)
*Unique Holy Week
788.
Ang Pagkorona ng Tinik
at Ang Pagputong ng Hibik
At isinalta si Hesukristo
Sa kamay ng mga Praetorio
Oras Na! Oras Na! Isinalta na!
Lalansihin na Siya!
Sila ang mga sundalo
Mga galamay ng Imperyong Romano
At ng tinik kanilang kinoronahan
Ang pinaratangang hari-harian
At isinalpak si El Gordo
Kina Baladhay, Hapitan at Clavero
Oras na! Oras na! Isinalpak na!
Lalaruin na siya!
Sila ang mga LPardo
Mga galamay ng Paaralang Tanco
At ng hibik kanilang pinutungan
Ang pinagbintangang UNA-UNAhan
Ang paggawad ng madugong Corona
Mula ba kay Iblis o kay Allah?
Dios ba ang nagpapahamak
Sa itinuring Niyang mga anak?
-04/08/2020
(Dumarao… Holy Wednesday)
*Unique Holy Week
Herky
Jerky
Honky
Tonky
Hari
Kari
Holy
Moly
Husky
Muskie
Hello
Jello
Heinous
Anus
Harmless
Armless
Heeby
Jeebie
He-Man
She-Man
Hoky
Poky
“Om Om Hari
Hari Hari Om
Om Hari
Hari Om”
The mantra arises on its own within
We are thus by Self meditated upon
God calls from the void so we plunge in therein
Breath by breath in time dissolved silence reborn
Bliss pulsations neither end nor do begin
Liken it to a continuum of dawn
Motion in stillness and stillness in motion
Wherein we are both the drop and the ocean
443.
Sikat kg Swerti
1963 – natawo ang bana ni Angelina Jolie
Nga nag-eskwela sg Journalism sa Missouri
Si Brad Pitt nga sikat kg swerti…
1946 – natawo sa Cincinnati
Ang isa naman ka sikat kg swerti
Si Steven Spielberg nga prodyuser sg ET…
Daw si Handsome Hari nga sikat kg swerti!
-12/18/2015
(Dumarao)
*Kaadlawan ni Juan
441.
Shumi kg Seksi
1987 – sa adlaw man nga ini
Natawo ang Haponesa nga ang lawas manami
Siya ang modela nga si Minami Toukui…
1985 – sanday T. Conner, N. Gal kg H. Soukupova natawo sini
Mga manami lawas kg gwapahon nga babayi
Modela sa guihapon ang tatlo nga ini…
Daw si Handsome Hari nga shumi kg seksi!
-12/18/2015
(Dumarao)
*Kaadlawan ni Juan
141.
Daragus 1
-Si Dara-
1 Isang prinsesang bawal yumapak sa lupa
Siya ang binukot na si Dara
2 Ang kanyang edad ay labimpitong taong gulang
Natatanging anak ng mga magulang
3 Matuwid at makintab ang maitim na buhok
Mana sa amang hari na mapusok
4 Maputi at makinis ang balat
Mana sa inang reyna na madalaing magulat
5 Tapang at nerbiyos sa dugo nananalaytay
Matapang sa buhay, natatakot mamatay
6 Sukdulan sa proteksiyon at pagka-sensitibo
Kaya ‘di pa nakalalabas ng kwarto
7 Subalit mayroon din naman siyang libangan
Kumanta at manood ng mga mangingisda sa durungawan.
-06/22/2012
*Gintong Lupa Series
Champak flowers, you have charms three:
Beauty, colours, and fragrance,
What among them the reason be
That drone bees dare take no chance?
Radha's charmed by Champak’s beauty
And bee is Krishna’s devotee,
How can any a close he be
To blossoms of a Champak tree?
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Translations | 30.10.2025 | bee, devotee, fragrance, tree
Note: This follows the first part of the poem. A poet in Braj bhasha (see below) ventures to explain why in the spirit of ‘ God may know, but let me try’. Radha, is Lord Krishna’s love interest, and as she is cast in Champak’s charms and the drone bee being Krishna’s devotee, would sure pay due respect not to go near the flowers. What fertile imagination I would say!
Champa tujamein teen gun,
Rupa ranga aru bas,
Kaun gun aiso bhayo
Ke bhramar na aave pas?
Champa-varani Radhika,
Aur bhramar Hari ko das,
Kaise fir bhramar aave
Champa ful ke pas?
Emily, let me ask you something
The life that you needed.
Why did you love a poor guy?
Lives dead. Our children. Hmm
You don’t cry. Your children are dead
I am sad. Disappointed. Field my life
A life, a poor existence, walk on and off
Emily. Here is the question. Answer it.
What did you want from a general worker?
Hmm. You were a hired woman against me.
English Mata Hari. Emily. Hmm. I forgive you.
A millionaire woman ate the life of a poor man.
Hmm. Nothing happened. I drop your hand.
Best of the best
Hmm.
Goodbye
Passed
Love
Find him
St. Andrew's Church
Kingsbury
A thousand-year-old cemetery
My dear Lord Hari,
You are the supreme attainment for all living beings.
Each day devotees drink the nectar of chanting your holy name.
They pray to the acharyas
To understand your pastimes,
Which is like food for the stomach,
And honey to the ear.
Blessed are those who take shelter of your lotus feet,
Where even the lowest of creatures may find solace
In your causeless mercy.
All the denizens of the earth cheer and beat their kettle drums,
Surly has the goddess of fortune found us.
Haribol!
I met with Mr. Eastwood for the first time with both of us, and I know he's savvy about people's character.
I would rate Clint as, par for the course as Pebble Beach is noted for, in due part to Bing Crosby's efforts, whereto the family carried the banner until AT&T, went the distance.
Clint was good, but he had an Ace, plain Joe-Clint ... had plain-Jane, along with her many SF Bay Airian invitees--zich hile, Mata Hari.
Where's William, Clint asks? (abrupts Derek's notable timing) Oh, you met William, he's like that pineapple they've invented across the bay.
It's not called that, besides, I heard you got fired. Reprimanded Jayney. William doesn't fire, yeah a reprimand would be in order, a character like you. Well, it wasn't him, it was Mr Lars. I knew it, William never fired anybody.
I agree Jane. Mr. Eastwood, William has a way of teaching somebody like throwing a curve ball. What do you mean by that, curve ball?
Well, he talked about the last hockey game's final scoring played out, while teaching me how to change the ink in our large front office machine--the hockey game lost to the copier.
Clint's an iffy fellow, tis prestige vs the ordinaire, my dear plain Jane--hmm, partially accommodating.
Methinks you're a drop-off, my dear, picture a car dropping you off curbside while he goes looking for a fictitious parking space, but a gentleman he is uses the factual context of the 11th hour--OPS you to HAIL me.
I gather Mr. Eastwood was gifted said ticket, ... that I am guessing you so happened to be in pysical possession.
How did you know that? That would pleasure him of not being a CAD!
I forgot that you're like some madda carrie.
Mother who? You mean that Mother Teresa (rising popularity 1979).
No, that German one.
A German Mother Teresa? Was she young Adolph's school teacher.
Oh forget it! [LATER: she reveals "Mata Hari']"
Did he you call you and tell you, or are you playing Holmes?
Doc--tor 'tis Clint's gift?
Yes, but-- ... --wait ... it must be somebody of importance ... yes, but who?
Hehehe! It would be very rich for me, if I saw a glimpse of your face at this relevant juncture-------was I your suggested choice?
... Yes, Oh my? You're scary!
When monokus become molecules
and Mardi Gras is Mata Hari
Things start looking pretty scary, so
If view arm an mis rist
It tim c optmtris
Beauty in the eye of the beholder
Rare trees and abandoned homes
Where doors are full of bullet holes
And the wicked sun tries to dye the paint
On the walls that smell like a salty water
Of the place where mermaids sang to Ulysses.
Beauty in the eye of the beholder
Traffic jams
giant malls
toxic environment
Everyone is in a hurry
Even the guys filling the air with Hari Rama
Brining hope for no one
And money for beneficiaries.
Beauty in the eye of the beholder
I escaped to the peaceful land
It keeps me rested and maybe a bit bored
So I take a train to a bigger city when needed.
I am still learning how to love all the places
Find a light in the darkness
And the Golden Ratio in the chaos.
Beauty in the eye of the beholder
And I am trying to be the one.
11/06/2022
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