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“The sounds of Earth is the music of my soul”
I remember the valley rolled with thunder
A section of tenors echoed from above
The sky was shredded, by forked lightning
Somehow that moment transcended love
Static electric rose up through the cloisters
The organist played like a demon inspired
Rooftop gargoyles overflowed with water
And eyes welled up, as if nature conspired
Rivers were swollen, the lake was heavy
A boy soprano, almost pierced the dome
Landslides rumbled away in the distance
High on ambivalence, I thought about Rome
The conductor was whipped into a frenzy
Fitfully pointing his wand in the air
As the tempest outside reached crescendo
Defiant altos, sang a hymnal prayer
Beyond the west window, storms fell silent
Shafts of light, shone through from space
Together the choir reached out in emotion
As they swayed stoically, to Amazing Grace
Originally penned 08/10/22
2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 14 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Mark Toney
09/13/22
When there's no gold to be gained. Nor oil to be sipped.
Nor lithium to be sniffed.
The parasitic class will get rather restless.
When there's a hint of peace, they cringe.
Because their pocketbook begins to thin.
They'll concoct conflict, then heavily promote it to justify it.
War makers laugh at the working class.
Use their children as cannon fodder
for the sake of a dollar.
But they'll never lead the charge.
War slithers at the speed of sin and greed.
The wicked always dream in blitz and eugenics.
As their needle screams cure but only brings misery.
While dripping sterility and death.
Their seeding clouds that weep mighty toxins
Our ranks are quickly thinning.
They think of us as their cattle
flanks to be branded and prodded
not worthy enough for living.
When the desperate reach for peace and tranquility.
The parasitic class chops their hands with orchestrated cleave.
When the poor climb for the summit of dreams.
The profiteers manufacture landslides and broil.
A division in the liberty bell, a concocted hell.
An enraged population is their iron seed.
Our fear and division are their twin shields.
Finally, our silence is fruit in their fetid basket.
Wars will always commence...
Because ego and greed crave the taste of our death.
Love and unity will be sabotaged by the parasitic class.
They proudly wear our mayhem and fear like a pelt.
They've traded in Christ and the blood of children
to bloat the dowry of hellhounds and devils.
From the fear and blood of our children,
they wish to glean eternal life ..
But their arrogance breeds only ignorance....
Blight in the dead end of an endless night.
630.
Our Golden Times During PDu30 – Part 3
Behold PDu30 in his 3rd Year of Presidency
The Year of the bowing earth Dog
Triple Blessings in our country!
If in his 1st year, he increased insurance in Social Security
And in his 2nd year, he gave students in SUCs free tuition
In his 3rd year, he pursued Irrigation Service also for free!
He cares for the old, for the young, for the farmers
He prohibited OFWs in a country where they are maltreated
Because he also cares for the Overseas Filipino Workers!
He successfully cleaned Boracay & Estero de Binondo
And ordered the cleaning of El Nido & the closure of illegal mines
Because he cares for the environment also!
When landslides killed a lot of people
In Itogon, Benguet & Naga, Cebu
Mines in the country PDu30 wanted to shut all!
So do not say PDu30 is a murderer
Accusing him of extra-judicial or state-sponsored killings
When he cares for both the people & the Earth Mother!
That's why in his 3rd year as our president
His country received triple blessings
In science & religion, in sports & beauty pageant!
In science, our country sent satellites in space
In religion, Iglesia Ni Cristo got 3 world records in Guinness
And the Balangiga Bells are back to their home base!
In sports, Maharlika Pilipinas Basketball League was inaugurated
Our country hosted the 1st International Ice Hockey Federation
And it's also here where the 2018 FIBA 3x3 World Cup was held!
Finally, we again topped in international beauties
In Ms. Multinational, Ms. Asia-Pacific & Ms. Universe
Crowned again as “queens” the Filipina ladies!
12-30-2018
(Dumarao)
*Our Golden Times During PDu30
Phoenix Defrosted
Given by the Sun God the good of the moon and some lucky stars
he sits full of fortune love and still in miraculous amazement under
the bright rays of southern soil soaking unbelievable kindness and
mutual compassion granted by soul searching and Higher Power
Love had been made before from a different fabric and the colours had
quietly faded to screaming silence frozen into glaciers’ clefts of darkness
Chances lead the way and permafrost was not forever when the mask
came off with all its distortions mangled ice melting into novel beginnings
It took him searching of feeling thought desire and some meeting of minds
revisiting gently rigorously what had appeared to be the only prospect
one of soundless demise and shattering unfeasible stagnant arrest in the
prison of domination wilted marred marriage depression and torment
Agony struck and it however ignited a passion unknown a mating and union
conjoined at hips and above for always and in all ways a heartfelt dance with
the Universe high and below inside and within a mango grooved delta of
Venus hot soothing lava engulfing new lovers’ poetic trees in poetry’s motion
Considering failure in cause and success in effect of landslides misfortune
bad luck and bad choices he is fortuitously graced now to thank destiny
constellation of karma kismet pure hard worked for chances where one thing
leads to another when the ashes are reshuffled and second fire is sublime
06th September 2016
In mediation of my own identity, do you see an involuntary army of one?
Failed my fellowship, a downpour I need myself the most; affectionate landslides run
'Cause if rain erosion is all that matters, destruction at most may not have begun;
Incomplete confidence; me asking for anything from the world can not be undone
Consciousness is the way that my character has been branded by the sun;
So if me asking for help does surprise you or, for that matter, anyone;
My shoulders will silently continue to carry this burden alone by the ton
Admitting you were cherished to the edge of the greater; that's when I won;
Hidden in plain sight, yet it's beyond amazing how deeply you can stun
Infinity, selfishly rich, is worthless compared to a snow-day with someone
Pioneers had to cut down thousands of trees
to build their shacks and to stay warm
in harsh winters; we cut them down
for huge profits...not caring about
the devastation of deforestation
that soon will cause floods and landslides.
When Nature dies, everything that embellishes
the lovely and green landscapes dies with it;
a land without shrubs and trees is a desert
with miles of cracked soil that rain won't saturate
and make vegetation grow to attract humans,
fauna and flora to make everything lively.
I have used my keen sight to describe it,
and instinct to anticipate the dreariness to come;
doesn't joy derive from something grown,
and beauty from something seen and admired?
But where's the commitment that all should make
to keep our land a Paradise for everyone to enjoy?
We should profoundly lament when Nature dies from neglect
and abuse...hear the sorrowful cries of fowls and wolves,
of other animals that used to roam and graze
on prairies and wild meadows on breezy days;
and how can we survive without the crops
in due season? Won't we perish and disappear like Nature?
God Shook his Head Today
In the public eye you spew lies from the table cloth, with fake humanitarianism.
A sort of façade one puts on at a mardi gras parade; whimsical and alluring.
Yet, your goodwill proves shallow.
Another ego centric politician to add to the list.
While the oceans dry up, and the glaciers melt, our super typhoons are angrily bellowing out rubbage from the plastics filling the earth.
Nobody really cares, in a world in which life is taken for granted.
Some countries go without electricity, and Wi-Fi as we sit down with a big mac, and whoppers.
Digging around in a cereal box trying to locate the little plastic toy.
Oh boy what have we done, to our planet? I assure you it is time to panic.
God shook his head today, wondering how we allowed the wasting away.
God shook his head today, surveying the land.
Crying as the clouds formed a frown.
I’m ranting like a tsunami killing innocents upon the shore, engulfing the victims with the force of five hundred armies.
It is too late, what’s done is done, landslides, and hurricanes the size of multiple states taking the weak to grow stronger, while others are left in defeat.
God shook his head today, then placed his face in the palm of his hands as he looked downward at the plastic filled sands.
This night of silence with its moonglow
offers me a long-sought resolution towards serenity
allowing my thoughts to wander into my past
with a "visualization" to another time
filled with beautiful faces that will never age
drifting "whimsy" memories
When life was love and love was lived
like a devotional "dream"
to be captured and injected with fragrant flowers
In a world filled with colorful "imagination"
and engaged "reverie"
I lift my eyes to the night sky
holding each bittersweet recollection
When I shared my heart
Remembering each face caressed
that hangs suspended in my mind, resting
like a "hallucination" of motionless yesteryears
When my heart dripped sobs from tender desires
And life was never thought of
Rather lived and experienced, drenched by passing lovers
trapped in emotional landslides of tortured expectations
Leaving too many eyes, I looked into
becoming shadows of stolen, sad years
that weigh heavily in this night of silence
where I'll ask my heart for forgiveness
A stalled monsoon trough over central Nepal
caused continuous torrential heavy rainfall
Slopes pushed up moisture from the Bay of Bengal
The catastrophe was looming large to befall.
Sudden breach of a moraine dam
Triggered Glacial Lake outburst floods
A surge of water and debris devastates
downstream, catching communities off guard.
Landslides continued to collapse slopes,
forming temporary dams that later burst
Steep valleys amplified runoff swift and fast
Flood of fury of all time unleashed the worst.
A compound climate disaster of twin sciences
Meteorology and geology to decipher in depth
monsoon extremes, unstable glaciers, terrain hazards
Perished hundreds of lives and left many homeless.
Sparse sensors, lack of predictive models a curse
Warrant real time glacial monitoring at source
With closely spaced weather station networks
And cross border early warning systems
…….Narayan Gadagkar
Creation . . . so fundamental,
As genetic building blocks
Are bound and tied.
Dancing along a new foundation,
Where strength is gained
When power's applied.
Throughout growth,
A framework can be seen,
Emerging from what is learned.
Yet that knowledge is often tested,
Forged from a crucible,
To be tempered, not burned.
While great pressure surrounds,
As if to harden, with hopes
To bond beyond a break.
A natural outcome
Forms new directions,
That are possible to take.
This develops towards choice,
Where the weight of
Decision resides.
And if experience
Contributes to some wisdom,
To avoid the landslides.
Then destiny is reborn,
As time and space
May force a new fate.
Since by giving more
Than any taking ... we'll
Develop beyond all the hate.