#poetofnoreturn

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

"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

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