59.
Muni-Muni ng Guni-Guni
Wala nang piglas sa bakal na gapos
Gigil na pangil ‘di pigil pagyapos
Poot ay lubusan kong natatalos
Kahit patuloy paring minumulto
Ng anino ng pumariwarang pagkatao
Huwag pong ikukubli mahabaging puso
Kahit ako'y salat na sa lakas
Dahil sa mga sugat ng nakalipas
Huwag po tutulutan na tuluyang malagas
Ako'y nakikinig sa pagbasa ng sentensiya
Mga tenga'y bukas, piniringan man mga mata
Dustain man sa yamot, sa awa Mo'y tiwala
Talim ng ‘yong dila sa puso tusok
Mga aral nito'y pinapapasok
Sa bulwagan ng diwang ‘di pa bulok.
-11/26/2011
(Dumarao)
*sentimental mood
Matzo ball soup, gefilte fish
cook me up a Jewish dish
Kneidels and kreplach, knishes too
a bissele Chinese, egg yong foo…
Chopped liver and herring
and if you’re so daring
Grind the horseradish to bits
serve mit red onion shpritz
Nisht fargessen dessert
rugelach and torts
Roe v. Wade’s overturned ~
it's kosher to abort
Rock is still allowed,
Yong and old so proud,
Teen queens and studs,
Shocking olden fuds,
To old rockers, we wave,
From our youth, a fave,
Every age of yore,
Will blame those before,
No limits on rock today,
You still rocking, USA?
We'll miss your presence, Connie dear
the special kindness you have shown-
and now we're feeling quite alone.
We'll miss your poems, that is clear-
the time you took to reading ours-
your comments rating full five stars!
Your thoughtful words were so sincere,
and full of hope in your sweet way-
for us a gracious word bouquet.
Too soon, such sad news did appear!
Your husband, son- from life did pass.
Though crushed, your courage did amass.
Now, of your passing, we must hear!
Your restored health took a bad turn-
such unexpected news to learn!
We'll miss your presence, Connie, dear-
We'll miss your poems, that is clear.
Your thoughtful words were so sincere.
Too soon, such sad news did appear!
Now, of your passing, we must hear!
September 14, 2022
Form: "Constanza", invented by Connie Marcum-Wong
It all began in a laboratory in Wuhan;
Shan Chi sneezed next to Li Huan,
And they both gave it to Sue Han,
Who spread it all over Fenghuang.
Shie Ming went to Taiwan,
And she wasn't the only one,
Who talked to Sue Han
Who got it from a cousin from Wuhan.
And now Lien Mien Yong
Also went to Hong Kong,
It spread all along,
And it found Zhou Xong
He gave it to Kay Lee
Who stood next to me
In the mall in Juechii
Where I was eating Sushi.
is a mass hysteria
induced by the sound
of Indies short-tailed crickets mating,
not, as conspiracy would have it,
the result of a sonic weapon,
a microwave attack,
or malfunctioning eavesdropping equipment.
Likewise, the Sausalito Hum
was not a snooping Russian sub,
or newly laid electric cable.
No, blame the love sick plainfin midshipman,
a simple toadfish sounding off like a foghorn.
Pay no attention to the banshee cry of the lynx,
or to the brush-tail possum sounding off like machinery grinding,
not to puffins like chainsaws,
not to cheetahs chirping,
not to koalas bellowing,
not to ptarmigans chatting like cartoon characters.
Stories of spying and international espionage might be exciting,
but Mother Nature is much more surprising!
Inspired by "Animals Keep Creating Mysteries by Sounding Weird", Ed Yong, The Atlantic, January 8, 2019.
I Have a Yong Suster
(anonymous Medieval English riddle-poem, circa 1430)
translation by Michael R. Burch
I have a young sister
Far beyond the sea;
Many are the keepsakes
That she sent me.
She sent me the cherry
Without any stone;
And also the dove
Without any bone.
She sent me the briar
Without any skin;
She bade me love my lover
Without longing.
How should any cherry
Be without a stone?
And how could any dove
Be without a bone?
How should any briar
Be without a skin?
And how could I love my lover
Without longing?
When the cherry was a flower,
Then it had no stone;
When the dove was an egg,
Then it had no bone.
When the briar was unborn,
Then it had no skin;
And when a maiden has her mate,
She is without longing!
'THERE'S A SHARK IN MY SOUP!'
Not an eyebrow was raised,
Not a shudder nor blood-curdling scream.
For in Peking you see, it's a delicacy
To consume shark fin soup it would seem.
But when diners looked round,
With his head in a bowl
Was renowned Casanova - Wang Yong.
And his date said : 'You cheat,! You're a shark on the beat!
So it's in that there bowl you belong!
29/12/18
'Shark in my soup' contest : sponsored by Anthony Slausin
Ikwintas mo sa iyong leeg ang tali,
Itanim mo rin ito sa iyong puso,
Panghawakan mo sa lahat ng sandali,
Huwag mong bitawan nang dahil sa tukso,
Ito ang sa iyo ay magkakandili,
Kahit ano pa ang mangyari sa mundo,
Ibuhay mo nga ang salita ng Diyos,
Sundin ito nang buong ingat at lubos.
Sa iyong leeg ang tali ay ikwintas,
Laging magpasakop sa Pamamahala,
Huwag kang lalabag sa utos at batas,
Huwag itong ipagwawalang-bahala,
Upang sa araw ng wakas ay maligtas,
At matiyak ang biyaya't gantimpala,
Ang matulis ay huwag ngang sisikaran,
Sayang ang tiniis kapag kinalagan.
Manatiling tapat sa mga tuntunin,
Huwag kang titigil sa mga pagtupad,
Sa Amang banal ay maging masunurin,
Ang nasa pagsamba'y tiyak na mapalad,
Landas ng masama ay huwag tahakin,
Upang putong ng katwiran ay igawad,
Sa 'yong pag-ibig ay huwag manlalamig,
Ikwintas mo ang tali sa iyong leeg.
Remember
Ding dong ying yong
Funny days before the
Festival comes sweets
Of fruits dress of Rose
Dishes of fortune like
Heaven forbid to think
When you get enjoy the
White flowers in your hands
And smile with a dimple with
A word how is this I was speechless
to tell that you're
More beautiful blessed woman
Than this flower because it will
get dead one Friday night
Ding dong ying Yong I remember
when you enjoy
Festival like daily sky
With love all
Jagdish bajantri
I.
Matapos ang pagsabog ng 'yong alindog,
Mayro'ng ingay'ng sa paarala'y pumutok,
Walang anu- ano, ang laya' y nasugpo.
Silid nati'y nagkakulay at napuno.
II.
"Dito sa bandang hilaga ng likuran,
Sa layo'y patayo kitang tinutunghan,
Tahimik 'kong puso mo'y sinusumpaan
Ng pagmamahal ." Kung nauulinigan...
III.
Kung nababatid mo rin, o, aking pita,
Sa kaumiran ng bibig ko'y may pasya.
Ito'y, "Ang utak at puso'y itataya!
Magbabanat- buto nang ibigin sana.”
IV.
Katipunan ng talastas na 'lang ingay
Ay pinagtitibay nang pagtat’as- kamay.
Kung nababatid o kaya'y naririnig,
Liban sa Diyos, ang saksi'y itong silid.
(Dedication: For my nephew
Yong Chye and his wife Su Pei)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Wonder finds joy in love most true,
Explore each day the path of cheer.
Thrill funds new ploys in happy cues,
We find nice ways to make life dear;
Observe the will of two hearts kind.
Gather in time our journey grand,
Align fond feel in cherished finds;
Touch in deep rhymes lover and friend,
Heart to heart we live warm feelings;
Embrace a voice in charming choice,
Reach out to be understanding.
Now seeds fond poise beyond vain noise,
Opt lovely smiles where laughter lights,
Work out fond style to live love bright.
Leon Enriquez
26 September 2015
Singapore
Just For You ((Token #2)
Kung sakaling nalulumbay
Subukan mo na mahimlay,
Mahimbing at managinip
Nang mamatay abang isip.
Kung minsan namang masaya
At nais ‘wag nang matawa.
Ipikit ‘yong mga mata
Sa panaginip maluha.
At kung may pag-aalala,
Subukan mo ring mahiga
At maidlip sa ‘yong kama
Nang pangamba’y ‘ibsang kusa.
Iwan ‘tong mundong uma’pi,
Lim’tin tanang pagsisisi,
Poot ay sabay’ng iwaksi,
Ang managinip ay libre.
Mabuti't inaari mong kalayaan
Ang namamayani sa mahal kong bayan!
Mabuti't iyo paring nalalasahan
Ang bunga ng pagkakabuwal ni Rizal!
Ngunit bamuti ba ‘yong nakikita?
Siguro nga ganap na tayong ‘timawa,
Subalit imulat mo ang mga mata
Pakpak nati'y hindi parin malaya!
Kung totoo't ganap ang kalayaan
Bakit basal ang isip ng karamihan?
Ang totoong nagaganap sa sambayanan
Ay batid lamang ng tiyak kong iilan.
Hindi tayo Malaya! Ito ang totoo;
Patuloy tayong tota ng ‘sang Estado!
Nakasandig parin sa kapangyarihan
Ng isang Amerikang mayama't marangal.
Kaluluwa ko’y muling sinasariwa
Ang nangagngulatding-talulot ng tuwa
Na bibihira na lamang nadadalaw’t
Nadidiligan nitong abang gunita.
Dito ngayon sa ‘king pagbabalik-sulyap
Sa kahapong tila ‘di malip’rang-uwak;
Kaluluwa ko ay nasubsob sa dawag
Ng damuhan ng gun’tang nasawimpalad.
Dito ay aking pamuling namamalas
Ang mapanglaw’ng kagalakan ng lumipas.
‘tong galing buhat sa nasawing pagkasi
At pagtatangi sa isang binibini.
Saka mga mata ko ngayo’y uma’mbon
Ng luhang dito pala’y nagkukulong.
O ‘yong alaala nasawing pag-ibig…
Kinakamandag parin aking isip.
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