I was once living in a bucolic rural place where people knew all about you such as what time you lighted your house for dinner, what you've eaten for lunch or did or not taken your breakfast. No need for

#OFWDiaries Ang tulang ito ay bahagi ng pakikipagsapalaran ng ating mga kababayan sa ibang bansa. Ito ay naglalaman ng mga saloobin, hinanakit, damdamin, karanasan, pagpupunyagi, pangungulila, at mga

I always shop for meat, fish, fresh fruits and veggies in the nearby wet market. I always seeing the same things like cod fish, sliced fin fish, sliced salmon, "kampong chicken" or the native

"Let us go then You and I, When the night is spread out against the sky Like a patient etherized upon a table...." (Excerpt from The Lovesong of J Alfred Profruck by T.S Eliot) Ang ligaya ko'y

Here's a poem I wrote in memory of "nanay" three years back. I always ask, why in September? I should have painted your tomb yellow not that it's your favorite but under the sunny skies it was

What's up in Singapore? Singapore people love to gather in a round table usually in Saturday nights for bonding. Yes, it's always a family affair in weekends. They love to talk about children's achievements

"Maria iligpit mo ang iyong gamit at umuwi ng Pilipinas. Narito ang tiket at pasaporte mo. Basura ka!" "Para akong binuhusan ng mainit na tubig. Wala akong nagawang kasalanan.Bakit ganito

"Maria iligpit mo ang iyong gamit at umuwi ng Pilipinas. Narito ang tiket at pasaporte mo. Basura ka!" "Para akong binuhusan ng mainit na tubig. Wala akong nagawang kasalanan.Bakit ganito

Alas nuebe na ng gabi nilalaro parin ng hangin ang araw minsa'y napapaidlip na ito sa makakapal na ulap ngunit sumisilip parin ang hangin nama'y may kakaibang hampas kahit Hulyo palang nakakanginig na

Ako si Harry dalawang taong waiter sa Global City namuti na ang mata ko sa kakatingin sa sliced tuna bumabara na sa lalamunan ang amoy ng kikuman nangangati na ang mga palad ko sa kakahawak ng wasabi kaya

Maaninag ko ikaw sa nagakalayo nga bulak sang albor kon Mayo nadumduman ko pa pirmi mo ako ginahimuan sang mga tinuhog nga talulot para ipungi sa altar sadto makita ko ikaw sa nagakadagas nga dahon sang

The idea of leaving something is always the hardest. Letting go of things visible and invisible always bring pain. But pain is always beautiful when you can survive it. My eyes swell from tasting the sun

A few years back I was in a book company doing sales. Since we need a qouta for a week we have to choose a partner to do a random house to house sales in order to increase our production. Those who close

Alila ako ng aking kahapon at pinagtugma-tugma na mga panaginip mayabang ako ng maniwala ka na ang ang aking mga ninuno ang syang nagpatayo ng tore sa puertong ito maalilawalas ang langit malinaw ang tubig

Why it always happen in mid afternoons just when the children have siesta from plays and newborns lulled to sleep the call of the wind turns sunlight to waves with constant creavices so consistent....

Your tide evenly rolling to the beach carrying my thoughts and ideas telling me to go on I had stop this before focused my days to flushing toilets clearing glasses, mopping floors and strolling Central's

Ang paglisan mo ay malupit na panaginip na gumising sa aking nga ala-ala kahit ang kalangitan nakiisa sa aking mga hinagpis makisig ang araw noon ngunit tumangis at ang aming mga luha ay naging malakas

Well, I'm Jenny, pinay by heart and soul. An earthchild. Descendant of moonsoon rains and thunderstorms because I was born in August so the most typhoons in the Philippines are. As a child I'm already

Shakespeare said: "There are three ways for a man to be immortal." bear a child plant a tree 3.write a book And I'd rather add: do a blog about your historical past glorious moments of your present