bow. and wow.

…dog talk

and so too i have a dog
whose only language is

bow. and wow.

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and true to the limits of his language

as he walks  and sways
and rolls   and runs like
a dog, and

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true indeed to his nature this dog comes before him

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and then it makes  the bow and then believing in his power and glory

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this patriotic and loyal dog keeps on saying: wow wow wow

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RIC S. BASTASA

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I’m sitting here…

I’m sitting here and you are sitting there, You’re telling me what’s happened since we met, And I am happy for I love to share all aspects of your busy life. And yet –Rebellious fingers yearn to stroke your face, Rebellious mind strays from your argument And dwells instead on thoughts of your embrace And memories of what our kisses meant. I try to concentrate, but cannot find much aptitude for logic when you’re near.

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I’m sitting here….Oh, darling, surely you can read my mind? You’re sitting there and I am sitting here Just longing for the moment when you’ll say, With outstretched arms, ‘You’re rather far away.’

Mary Spain

Sunrise Sunset Unexplained Splendour

L o c a t i o n: Potipot Island, Candelaria Zambales

 

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PhotobucketAs I floated from above,                                                                                                                           Filled my heart,                                                                                                                                              like an only love.                                                                                                                                   Heavens feeling as it pleases

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The courteous lights with it’s flame,                                                                                              Sunrise, Sunset                                                                                                                                                 It’s gonna be a happy game!

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shirani ibrahim

 

Me and My Sunset Love!

Location: Brgy. Sinabacan and Uacon, Candelaria, Zambales

10 yrs after JVP year. Changes. Love still there.  Sigh all the way. Hugs really care. Words not needed. Welcoming Smiles. Unfaded Memoirs. Hands clasped like sands. Sun is hot like a warm heart. Home moved but people remained. Goodbyes like Hellos.

 

bye-bye my love, ‘she said’ our love aint worthy another try’ hand and hand in the sunset, we stand ‘i just want this day to end, ‘she says’ so that you can have your first kiss ‘Igo east, she heads west to chase our wildest dreams

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So i run and run to catch up with the sun and make today remain                                                 If you see me coming down the road my shadow taller than my soul just know am on the race a race against time am trying my love                                                                                                     Am trying to make this day a never ending but the sun is sinking                                           sinking behind the mountains to rise again behind me

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She run and run away from the sunset into the darkness.                                                              On and on to the west she goes.                                                                                                            Thank God the earth is round.                                                                                                      Eventually she emerges from the east running towards the dawn.                                          Sunset and dawn become one and we meet again.                                                                              She falls into my arms and makes my day again.                                                                                     I get my second last kiss and at sunset our circle will progress. 

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Not All in Life Is Strawberries and Cream

Not all in life is strawberries and cream.                                                                                                Not all that shines are diamonds that glee.                                                                                        there are roads of pebbles and roads of asphalt.                                                                               there are raging rivers and silvery streams but not all in life is strawberries and cream

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There are ways to do thing that flow like the afternoon wind.                                                    There are voices that sing that ascend to the heights of heaven and voices that crash under the waves of the sea’s.                                                                                                                              There are hushed whispers and there are piercing screams but not all in life is strawberries and cream.

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The disappointments of blunder hearts and visions sawn asunder.                                                I wait to yield my harvest toiled for so long and hard a striving toward the golden horizon to reap some forgotten bounty found after times bitter and long i open a door in a world of dreams to realize…

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That not all in Life is strawberries and cream

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– Allen Steble