Kape

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We started over coffee, sabi ng kanta.

At doon tayo nagsimula …sa kape.

Over americano and cappucino; nagkwentuhan tayo

kung ano ano lang.

mababaw,

malalim, 

may kwenta, o wala.

Nasundan pa ng maraming beses ang pagkakape natin.

Hindi ko na mabilang sa dami.

Madalas, kahit nakapagkape na ako,

kapag nag aya ka, oo agad ako.

kaya nga may mga araw na napaparami ako ng kape.

May mga araw na hyper ako.

May mga araw na di ako pwedeng gulatin,

baka atake sa puso ang abot ko.

May mga gabing di ako makatulog; nasobrahan ng kape,

Ngunit madalas nasobrahan sa kakaisip sayo.

Fast forward.

Kape tayo.

namimis na kita.

Nang iwan ka kasi.

 

 

 

(here is the English translation for the benefit of my non – Filipino readers)

 

We started over coffee, as the song goes.

That’s how it all begun.

Over americano and cappuccino.

we talked a lot; nonsense and folly

trivial things, mostly nothing really in particular.

We had coffee.

I can’t even figure out how many times

we’d have coffee a day.

Funny though, ‘cos sometimes 

you’d call me; i’d say yes.

Truth is, i just had one. 

There are days when i’d have too much caffeine;

scaring me off will trigger a heart attack.

There are nights when i’d have insomnia;

caffeine overload, i say

or maybe i kept thinking of you.

Fast forward.

i’m having coffee.

alone.

you left me, just like that.

 

P.S.

From today onwards I will be posting poems in Filipino (my national language) to commemorate and celebrate August as our National Language month.

 

 

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Don’t

Don’t bullshit me with your
“I love you’s”
None of them bears witness
To how i grieve
Of witnessing you walk away
Everyday.

Don’t fool me with your
“I miss you”
Nothing compares to the pain
You inflicted on me
For being near yet so far away.

Don’t lull me with your
“I wanna be with you”
Nonsense, though
For up and till now you
Remain a fragment in my dreams.

Don’t say you love me…

 

P.S.

An irrational (maybe for some) poetic rant of a woman in a coffee shop.

 

Songs of Love (triple haiku)

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Kept among the clouds
Songs of my undying love
Waiting to be sung.

Let the angels sing
In joy, perfect harmony
Songs of love for you.

As you lay in bed
Sleep tight oh, my love so sweet
With my songs of love.

 

Can You Write the World’s Shortest Poem?

A fun poetry challenge.

Go Dog Go Café

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We have had a couple of in depth poetry discussions over the last couple of weeks and a big thank you for taking part in the conversations. Today I thought I would bring a lighter air and a bit of fun to the Café and have a little poetry competition.

Earlier this week I had been doing some reading and came across what is claimed to be the world’s shortest poem. It is titled, Lines on the Antiquity of Microbes, or Fleas as it is more commonly known. The poem is a couplet written by Strickland Gillilan.

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Ogden Nash wrote a poem in a similar vein called Further Reflections on Parsley.

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In 1975 boxer Muhammed Ali was giving a speech at Harvard University and discussing poetry on stage with journalist George Plimpton. When asked for the shortest poem of all time, Plimpton recited “Fleas”…

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