Thanks, Vince

Here’s a treasured poem, written by my son Vince 3 years ago, when he was 14 yeas old. Vince is my middle child (the real middle child, child #4 of 7, son #3 of 4). Simple gestures, as this one, are what keep us, moms, going. It is such a joy to receive [...]

Mother is 67, Going 68, and I Am 49

I am sharing with you this graduation piece for my Creative Writing Class with Barbara “Tweetums” Gonzalez—a vignette that has stirred memories of the past, happy and sad, and confronts current day situation, a love-hate relationship but a complex bond that exists between mother and daughter.

He was 26, she was 17 when they got married
Mother, [...]

A Happy Home is Better Than a Clean House

I may not see my friends more often these days, now that I have retired. But somehow I have left them a legacy—my popular motto, “A happy home is better than a clean house”.

Just this morning, S, one of our barkadamates (circle of close friends) emailed us from Canada. She and family have migrated to [...]

My Body

I am sharing with you another of the vignettes written in the Creative Writing Class with Barbara Gonzalez yesterday. We were asked to write a poem about our “BODY”. using all possible metaphors, images and recurrences.

My Body
Temple of the Holy Spirit
Nurture it
Respect it
Love it

God created me
In His splitting image

Trumpet of Doom

Another vignette written in a Creative Writing Class with Barbara (Tweetums) Gonzalez.

Trumpet of doom
Don’t chase me now with your reverberating tune
I run away
I can’t bear to listen
I can’t bear to look back

Maan Mari, Bless Her Young Soul

Yesterday when I fetched Angela (2nd yr high school) and Pauline (1st yr hs) at Miriam College, I got the chance to watch the last 30 minutes of their Teachers’ Day Celebration. I was enjoying the cheering and laughter, when at the end of the program, one of the teachers asked everyone to pause for [...]

What is in Black?

In yesterday’s creative writing class, Barbara asked us to write a vignette focusing on color images (choose one color), allowing them to reflect the full range of the senses. I could not make up my mind, thus I wrote

daring challenges in red
burning desires of crimson
yellow stars of success

A Lesson In Travel

I am submitting this poem in today’s creative writing class with Barbara Gonzales. I have not written about it, but I am in to my 4th session today (8 weekly sessions). Will write about it in succeeding posts.

A Lesson In Travel

Travel light this time, but how can I?
Official documents, bulky reports and paraphernalia
Notes, brochures, books, [...]

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