Lost Watch Poems

With every breath you take for as long as you live
for as long as you exist and have your being,   
I will be...

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Turn away from monotony,
kick off what is boring,
go to calmer places 
and meet Miss Harmony;
over there folks sing,
they have better days!

Stop and watch me smile,
and...

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A girl who's incredibly shy,
But if she opens up, she's like a bon-bon,
So colorful and exciting,
Her friends help her fly,

Another young lass,
Who will let you...

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Ava’s mom, her dad, two of her brothers, a soon-to-be sister in law
her cousin with his girlfriend and Nana and I all came….
to watch Ava...

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Squirrel perched on fence waiting to retrieve lost acorn...

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From precipice of memories, flashbacks nostalgic billow,
Thinking of you as I ruminate, adoring the views below,
Where waves oceanic dance, leaping on windy tempos,
Propagating ambitions of...

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As I watch the waves crash, I feel so numb.
To think that it was but one year ago
I stood here and felt my heart beat...

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Whether it's the waves that are rising high at Half Moon Bay;
Or low tides flowing across the soft sands of Ocean Beach;
Or the ever-present sound...

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Standing beside pillars of marble, outstretched arms
carry me to the furthest seas from this rotting foundation.
The corrupt cornerstone shall fall,
Pluck one's eyes out to watch...

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Technological marvel:
who’d have ever guessed?
They went to the moon,
powered by less.
The thing receives phone calls,
it’s got GPS,
a mindfulness app
for when you are stressed.
It monitors heart...

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a procession

shadowed ravens watch 
depressive day turns
the winds bring Frost 

Skelton branches clutch 

Ghosts dance after the fall 
The procession crawls 
To the point of...

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Since the year fourteen five,
In a little Swiss town,*
There’s a job that will earn
All who do it renown.

From the top of the church
(A cathedral, no...

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The morning sun’s oppressive; a nasty b*tch in heat on Rizal Avenue,
Where vendors hawk their cigarettes, baloot, and dog meat barbecue.
The jeepneys buzz the intersection...

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This poem is for Pagunda Zahid who asked me
Write a poem before he is reluctantly, thrown out, 


A spoiled brat who’s lost his best teddy,
Sure...

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You roll over the edge of an eyelid, measuring your body 
through a window.  
    Once you fit, you go outside...

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