Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Yesterday, a high school student approached me and said, "After reading your poem, I told my mom that I want to make this world a better place to live in, especially for those who are being persecuted and ostracized." I didn't know what to tell him. It took a while before I replied and said, "I also felt that way after reading Ladlad."

Allow me to thank everyone who made my little success possible...

First of all, to the Almighty Father for giving me strength, knowledge and wisdom. To mama and papa, thank you for understanding and loving your prodigal son. To Vincent, Nicole, Justin and the rest of the family, thank you for the support (however begrudgingly). To my three beautiful "sisters," Lorraine, Marianne, and Carla, thank you for making my college life exciting and fun! To Durgy, thank you for the trust and the encouragement. To my Masscom friends: Galee, Claire, Ken, Das, Donna, Candace, Ray and the rest of the gang, thank you for laughing at my jokes. To my Agape family, thank you for guiding me when I go astray. To my pals whom I haven't seen for along time: Christine, Honey, Brenda, Joy, June, Yangan and Neil, thank you for believing in what I can do (and I did). To Rose Jean, thank you for listening to my stories (I'm sorry I wasn't there when I know you needed me).

For GEN XY, we can get through this...

I would also like to thank my literary influences: Nick Joaquin, Krip Yuson, Sawi Aquino, Gemino Abad, Danton Remoto, J. Neil Garcia, Bobby Flores-Villasis, Ernesto Superal Yee, Angelo Saurez, Ian Casocot and Niccolo Vitug. Without your works I would not know how to write a poem.

Finally, for S, they said, "What we have lost may never be returned to us." I don't believe them...

About that high school student, that didn't really happen...

My winning piece...

3rd Place
STRAW Month Poetry Writing Contest
January 24, 2006

Trilogy of the Lost Lamb

Her lisome body floats in the midnight
sky. Raiding every borough they might
have been. She found him in the tabernacle,
lying in bed; reckoning the fury
of their idle talks. He should have spoken.

The night they spent at the newest pub
in town could have been the night
when the lost lamb was found.

Two unknown paths swerving in the woods.
One should only take one. Only a fool
can do both. Serpents and pests await
the brave one. The true test of valor
is faith--not the absence of fear.

One road leads to the lost lamb
while the other could
make one the lost lamb.

In this theater of war he will inhume
the remnants if his life--his bawdy
rituals and unheathly games. Memory
will remember this ceremony.
He's new, no swords only words.

He utters words that can save
her and her lisomeness
and the lamb in the wilderness.

Wednesday, January 25, 2006


Quotes a gay can live by...

"The Bible contains six admonishments to homosexuals and 362 admonishments to heterosexuals. That doesn't mean that God doesn't love heterosexual. It's just that they need more supervision."

----Lynn Lavner

"Homosexuality is God's way of insuring that the truly gifted aren't burdened with children."


"I don't think homosexuality is a choice. Society forces you to think that it's a choice, but in fact, it's in one's nature. The choice is whether one expresses one's nature truthfuly or spends the rest of one's life lying about it."

----Marlo Thomas

"Homosexuality in Russia is a crime and the punishment is seven years in prison, locked up with other men. There is a three year waiting list."

---Yakov Smirnoff

"A government that would deny a gay man the right to bridal registry is a fascist state."

----Margaret Cho

"There are only two tragedies in life: one is not getting what one wants, and the other is getting it."

----Oscar Wilde

Wednesday, January 04, 2006

Nobody saw him coming.

when all I have
were just memories
of past love
that bruised my innocent

Nobody saw me grieving.

when all I did
was crying
over a young love
that gave life
to my future)

Nobody saw him leaving.

when you quenched
my insatiable
thirst for your
skin, sweat
and sin)

Nobody saw him eavesdropping.
He just left teardrops.

(for N)