Sunglass Poems

Used carcase dealer
got a crash dummy discount
for the 
covetous consumer

Pyramid chain customers
all have the
Pharaoh chariot lust

Crypto-coin tarnished souls
want a cartel vehicle
to transport
their false profit cargo

“You need a boss eighteen wheeler,”
says the 
dark sunglass,   shady-voice dealer

“Something catacomb big
to a-carry...Read More

He came from foreign lands to seek it. Like a leather clad, sunglass wearing, Russian spy, he sought it out. Where was it? Where was it hidden? Stowed away, locked up, safe, she replied, as she timidly led him down...Read More

J-anuary tenth Tuesday
O-bliges the beacon to ascend; 
S-hadows have disappeared, 
I-nclement clime starts to
E-nd.

G-laring rays bring reflection
U-nderneath the blue lane; 
N-o more mist and haze, 
A-fter the chilling rain.
Y-our birthday has come, 
A-s the dawn sets things aright; 
N-ever forget...Read More

She ambles to that corner
Every now and then
She keeps telling Anna
It’s not about men
It’s not about bayana
I don’t need the yen
I just want to be finer

Anna would always tell her
What shows in the looking glass
Is not who you really are
Not...Read More

Words from perforated ceiling tiles squawk
as megaphone filters blare
in crackled sequence
around missing stations
and call letters that aren’t acronyms

I hear these words, but shake my head
I know they are for me,
sent by well wishing advisors
wearing t-shirts imprinted
“I’m with stupid”

(and the arrows...Read More

Denounced in the sunlight
the collective glass glitter cold unrepentant
only the homeless meander divest
only gutter and litter offer solace
on the graffiti spent a park bench
there is no other place to rest

Between tiles and floors and abandoned doors
implacable confrontation with welcome arms
only...Read More

So
I see
and I hate
him no more now
He is like sunglass
With no sun I can't live
With only glass I cannot 
because it's fake without the sun
I want to live with true and full him
Except that I don't want to live at...Read More

No more suprises now christmas holds,
As day by day I’m growing old.
This I wish to confess,
Now christmas makes me pretty depressed.
I was fond of natural yule tree,
But now my grandchildren pick it from online for discount or free.
Within a seconds...Read More

Sunglass water pails
The cover up, never fails
Draining water from her 
Heartbroken pools
A screaming silence
Blocked behind her 
Tinted view
With a blink, rivers flow
She is lost and all alone
Who is there ?
When there is nobody else
Beside her.

She feels
As separated as her tears
As...Read More

Taking a walk 
Along the roads
Smoked with regret
Feeling the loneliness
Blanketed
Wanting to pull from
Archive
Showing fun times
Sun flowers 
Come to mind
The brightness 
Needing sunglass kind
Going to the uplift
This to shall pass
weariness of the flesh
Bringing down time
Light and dark ever flow
Putting on a...Read More

At the VFW Post in Buang, Philippines they know Macarthur
Staggering off then
Swaggering back onto
These Philippines Islands and the
 Wail of Hirohito
Drowning in chorus with the headsman’s gush of 
Bloodstained tears
Upon the occasion
Of Bataan
Remembered.

Then in repose off old Mactan, there still...Read More

4.
on this spine 
having a mouth of crocodile
always jump down 
the climate     

everyday 
the sunglass changes 

look at the soil and the sky 
no one of them has any body-guard 

the open mouth of the light...Read More

Spain in Rain Falls



There’s something different
About the rain in Spain
And being an English man
And well versed in rainfall
I should know a thing or two
About rain

It still falls horizontal
Occasionally with a side to side wiggle
But it seems to land with a...Read More

As I bask in the warmth 
of the sun,
hear the children
play and run,
I lie still and see
Butterflies and ladybugs
flying quietly by me
to join in the Summer Splash.

 Shouts of joy and 
excitement bring me
 to my senses;
The thrill of teenagers...Read More

Siphoned light gropes passengers
Hopeful for luminescent hearts,
Arching underneath bombazine drapes
Dusted with passionate legacies
Of original sin and the primogeniture son,
Wicked for nighttime plots savouring
Spicy love, exponential in a vivid darkness....Read More