To the bag packed, first love leaver
The heart cracked, double down dreamer
The homesick for grass that’s greener
And a slice of mama’s peach pie
Mother’s Day 2019
Sharing with you one of my all-time favorite quotes because it pretty much sums up what my strong-willed mother is like.
FIRST LOVES + DIRT ROADS
They say that we always go back to our first love. And my first real love is still out there, still just an elusive dream that I can’t seem to shake off no matter how hard I try. You see, I have always, always wanted to be a writer – though I never really had…
If Only
If only my tears could wash your pain away I’d cry a river and a thousand more each day If only my words could save you I’d gather parchments and papers, Ink them red, black and blue. If only my death could bring your life back For you love, I’d readily give mine up
Breakable
flames of hatred are burning screams of anger are deafening claws of revenge are scratching pangs of regrets are gnawing animosity is frightening the fragile little girl in me is shaking
Sometimes, you fly…
Sixty Seven Years
Happy 67th Wedding Anniversary, Tatay and Nanay! You are the living example of a true and everlasting love. You are the tiny speck of hope that makes me believe that somewhere out there is someone who would share that experience with me someday. We love you both so dearly.
Writing Is Breathing
Writing comes to me naturally like breathing, but tonight is different. I spent hours staring at blank pages, fearing my own concocted theory that I might be losing my creative juices. I cannot let that happen. I simply won’t allow it. I would rather wring my brain and extract every last drop of distorted images…
Sunflower
Just a yellow flower whose fiery blooms never fail to mesmerize the passers-by, her exterior depicts the sun, ever fierce, ever blazing and always in command — in her high throne, her birth right.