Sunday, November 16, 2008


- For Ma’am Sybil, and Feliza’s “hymenic” poem -

The passage narrows
Light fades behind twilight’s clouds
Starlight from a distance

Stuffed by flesh and fancy
All worries hurled to
The careless winds of fantasy
Pain succumbs beneath
Undying realities and the
Burdens of the troubled mind

Sensing shadows fleet
Across hollow spaces
Eclipsed perverted thoughts
And luminous visions
Of dancing green angels

Fireflies flicker
The night closes in
As well as the flames

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