i won’t run after you
if the green light says so
don’t take the blame on me
if no one catches you
when you fall on the ground
and down on your knees
begging me if you please,
“don’t run over me”
it was a fine day
quiet, still and dumb
cool, frigid and pleasant
time to be aware of the present
stay plugged in
in the socket of today
be ready of unfamiliar current
heading your dreams to paint
in the event
the clouds fall as rain
do remember that they are
dark and heavy to bear
I am reblogging this under a new title with some small edits. This was published last year and I’m hoping that those who were not able to read have the chance to take their time on this article. Here it is.
The first time I saw this, I insisted to drop by. I was really curious about the airplane “crashing” into the roof of the establishment. Visitors passing will surely take a glimpse of this “come on” publicity stunt of this watering hole in Davao city, south of the Philippines.
I just came from a tour with a rented car and a driver, of the province of Davao Oriental, specifically the city of Mati. They have fine white sand beaches there comparable with the known ones today. It was a tiring but a very pleasant and enjoyable travel I had. Beautiful and green sceneries along the way were awesomely inviting. Spending a short time in every locale that I visited was a temporary option as some need a little longer time to stay. And as such, I will be returning to Davao in the later hours of the afternoon. All the…
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i’ve been digging my files and found this lovely poem….pls. read !
I can’t leave the world without me turning to ashes….. this is powerful !
i dropped my face somewhere
among the crowd
i tried to look but gathered stares
until i cried
i overheard some silly talk
among the bevy of crowd
that i should have started my walk
exiting the burial ground
but i just couldn’t leave
without picking up the pieces
of lost facial belief
turning to porous ashes
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