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nini 2/9/2008 2:31:35 PM Moonrise when i could think aloud i would sing my hymns and strum through the wind no ears would understand for many heads unheeding revile behind such musings if i could make the keys listen and hum few words in the air i would hide them under letters bury each one in metered flair but the trunk of a tree knows of such commitment while the happy flying robin casts in silent soaring liberty... and so one waiting dusk; i hush my symphony emptily for a moment, above darkness Moonrise glows just for me.

md 2/10/2008 3:23:51 AM beyond horizon i am looking at rising; so nice hoping to see your pretty eyes reflecting on the face of the moon watching over my very quiet room if i could hear your hymns' melody i would certainly respond in symphony and ask goddess of breeze to bring sweetness of flowers; blooms of spring many ears pretend to be deaf a lot not so, lips are just humble mat cradling your stories in safe canopy to be unraveled, cheerish in other day whisper; leaves will move gently feeling your heart beats patiently and when you scream, some will fall softly leaving marks on your soul as darkness embrace the mighty light hiding the beautiful robin's flight don't be so sad; you'll get a surprise from moonrise cause you're very nice

md 2/10/2008 3:25:05 AM embedded clouds appeared in winter moon smirking arcs in mids of a moan shivering cold highlights moment steaming breath and fading scent glimpse behind imposing shadows masking, cradling frozen sorrows teardrops quickly vanish in snow left tearprints but nobody know gentle steps, reminiscing mind twirling keys, softer than chime marching to the edges of time hurried pace, none left behind gritting teeth on fresh salad bowl pointed eyes to the brink of scowl a sense of desire to lose them all sweet memories; embedded in soul

nini 2/10/2008 6:01:46 PM West Hills Too dark the roads of West Hills how can the weaver find she needs to search the thread beyond so soon the moon would lounge and leave her dreaming none. Too quick the finder knocks on door her work has just begun the truth beneath the creeping sun if they could understand can dream like stream withstand. And new the heart that silence talks has disowned paradise a privilege that heaven keeps when door is left ajar seduces her so far. copyright 2005 N

md 2/11/2008 6:00:49 PM lifting pages weaver in darkened room blinks of blue tube thereon gentle touch of fingertip laps tracing fine silk lining straps curtain forming buffer plane painted innocent face remain wondering, am i should be whispers coming to say dreams has grown wings flies happily; voice sings with calmness of waves breath to newly born leaves buds springing to greet the sun with kissing dew; wetness bond young tips of green on mossy twig cradles a jewel; a beautiful rig with sharp pen; wonderful mind always looking, listening to sign in the quietness of lofted souls searching old hidden scrolls with a sigh; bubbling chest borne desire, ultimate quest growing from mighty fingertips ease, extinguish by sweet lips

nini 2/11/2008 8:16:58 PM A Poem Behind Seasons As the moon bleaches the night, eyes tread the stark field that has few remnant weeds, no seeds. Clasping dry twigs, hands are cold, gone is the gold. The clouds and wind despair to shake the earthly mystique. Angels’ ballad with the stars gives the night its sun as heat seizes the land. Pebble's core melts and joins God's nature's greats. Forest hymns move hills of meek unsuspecting heaven, the steaming river rushes in. A renewed life captures lives, feathers flap and beaks open. The earth welcomes the captives. Prancing grass exalts joyful existence!

md 2/12/2008 12:07:51 PM light of the moon shy cricket runs beneath the leaves awe with the moon searching for seeds tiny antenae wiggles for safe passage find frog's sticky tongue on her legs sudden jump; leg left behind for a meal sigh not, it's okay; it will surely heal powdered leaves shower the ground left with a slender stick on hand traces scattered the soft dust abound heading to banks where love was found calm is the pond, tree, chair still there sweeping glimpse is just too much to bear looking up, soaking eyes with tears running through, moisten cheeks on to the sand, a silent ticks dark clouds, hiding heavenly affairs touch of rusted metals fresh to mind peeling paints, creeking joints remind gentle breeze through prancing grass a sweet melody, roam just as it was flapping wings, splashing shower rippling; like multipetaled flower with the light of the moon above slowly blooming most beautiful bud ... happy valentine's day

nini 2/12/2008 11:30:18 PM A Dawn Away As the evening wind blows, whispering leaves echo your name. Endless repertoire of eddying rainstorm brings tiny teardrops on my patio door; each mist sparks glistening memories of you and nothing more. I see myself on the hazy glass writing words of the past searching for dreams that may last. And like morning clouds kneeling on the unmoving mountain slopes, praying for that mythical day; always we are but a dawn away. copyright nv

md 2/13/2008 12:58:11 PM after dawn bouncing door on whim of the wind must have been open; broken hinges light bulb hanging by cord; crack lens bright lantern to those passing friends leaves gathering to a pretty mound sprinkle of yellow covering ground cobblestone claim, crawling grass win shrubs reaching out scattered; crane peeling paint from once luster pane a candle light glow to almost dim wandering mind; reading poem mythical journey; a proud theme with a gush, murmuring lights bring kaleidoscope of love came pouring pausing breath, embracing eyelashes heaving chest, gentle touching lips a quick steps of muted tune, keeps dreams, by watchful eye of the moon whispers to smiling sun after dawn

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nini 2/14/2008 8:13:37 PM Tomorrow The heaven comes and ocean falls rinses the mighty hills the trees of dreams, some tumbling down helplessly they now bow nature forgets its vow. The mountain song now drowns in storm waits for the dawn to come maple trees untie their branches shielding the nearby pond Tomorrow, there's the sun! © nv

md 2/17/2008 2:37:50 AM nudge from the wind funneling rain by my window knocks on my door i don't know open curtain to watch the palms they are still whatever comes wipe off stain printed on glass soothing feeling came in a rush sailboat keel touching bottom wind is kind, run out of room broadside splash spin to sea little push; will sail the bay where seagulls glide and laugh watchful eyes on passing raft colorful sails resisting wind its struggle too much to gain too much will surely break mast cast in; this journey will last ooh! i forgot my fishing pole cheers,you got your wish, whole

nini 3/2/2008 3:11:47 PM she can still remember the fishing rod gift. they watched fuzzy images over rippling water; no fish was caught. someday, she shall go sit by the river banks cast the line and watch the splendor over clear water.

md 3/3/2008 12:11:37 PM sharing thoughts dangling feet from the bench giggling, dodging tiny pinch sipping juice, nibbling burger spitting crums; who is farther leaves racing downhill stop at riverbank, stay still soaking wet for frogs to play some float, a shed for fishey dragon flies are flying low dip their tails; gently go fishes so close to surface a slplash, a bite... a miss ripples rock lilies pod snails fall to bottom, mud scavenging fish mouth, trap suck all flesh; spit out scrap fishing pole remain untouch waiting; so beautiful to watch two giggling kids always hope to catch one for hearty soup

md 3/3/2008 12:12:41 PM beneath a shadow slither of lights by my window playing curtain as wind blow street sentinel certain for a few in quietest night thinking of you sighing deep close to a smile as my mind ruffling the file leaning to an empty wall as i watch world in a crawl pausing for a moment to ponder endless, could have been forever seasons came and left quick am still here, and so the cake touch from my fingertips ripple radiates to move mighty temple dust trickle to a golden sparkle beneath a shadow it does settle so beautiful leaving lips in awe but you and me already know

nini 3/3/2008 7:17:49 PM The River Gone is the river of our youth So faint its far whisper No more the way we remember Lost to reach its meander Ripples of the water. O where's the past thick morning fog White mist had been betrayed We used to see small fishing boats Ghost of steam gone astray And took the fish away. Yet still we have these memories: Of young kids throwing stones Of mudfish darting through the stream Of splendor no one owns The river we have known.

md 3/4/2008 1:45:55 AM only dream shy by now gently holding hands leaving river cool darkness comes; faint laughter empty fish basket, no soup for supper chicken broth; ending story of leftover spoonful; wiggling tongue to taste so careful not single drop to waste looking at each other; a teasing wink an open wide eyed; starting to think tapping fingers on white tablecloth sparkling cuplinks beneath silk suite lovely face on crystal glass; lip shy smooth scarf covering slit on a thigh bursting music mambo number 5 sending all limbs to almost a dive with every beat rocks world away tightening grasp of shear ecstacy strength abandoning mighty flesh chase by cool kissses on the face warm purring sound on the chest shallow breathing drooling sheets total silence rules, eyelids embrace leaning on his side, dreaming peace assured for the night a place to rest tomorrow we’ll catch one for feast

nini 3/4/2008 10:24:25 PM Voice of Our Childhood The winding image and voice of our childhood, Never leave us through the lushness of woods. We play the past amidst the forest jade; As winds strum the bamboos that serenade. In the gentle hush of leaves, hope reborn-- Calls in verdant lace of spring, never worn. Sweet mem'ries chant with breeze the branches know-- Of mango groves, the sunlight ribbons show. Venerable Narra, its placid stare, Despite the strife of times, a shade of care. Green glistening dance of leaves, never heard; Its ears sublime to notes of peace that fled. And each popping burst of twig we step on; Waving leaf rushing for each rustling morn.

md 3/5/2008 1:58:08 AM playful cast barefoot walking on a grass gingerly avoiding puddle splash holding branches that droop while walking down stiff slope golden rays reflecting on a pond sparkling like gems on a crown cones scattered on pine needles playthings for naughty squirrels slithering earthworm; rendition ballet of warm and wet season nice bait for fat big mouth bass roaming the thick water grass fresh fruits from backyard trees fill basket with awesome cheers crunchy bite; squirting juice dripping from her lips to toes reach out to wipe it off clean a loving touch; always been playing, twirling a colorful parasol beneath, yellow ribbon so beautiful to catch a big fish with playful cast enjoying it; some would surely laugh but timing, perfect hits an open mouth a bite, a tag, off to banks and deep gasp

Nini 3/6/2008 12:03:59 AM Forest Songs Echoes of songs from the forests. Still whisper in my heart The gentlest birds, the sweetest ones Though they could not impart Mem'ries never depart. Warblers in early spring mornings Warble to dusk from dawn In different rich harmonics Blue Jays with trills and sounds In language so profound. Sparrow's cacophony of hymns, To Woodpeckers drumming Listen to Grouse beating their wings, Wilson's Snipe winnowing, Songbirds are just calling.

md 3/6/2008 2:30:40 AM a dot on living dreams clouds mingling reflecting sun it's bright and so great for fun sun blocker news on this land coco oil , orange peeling, grand umbrella, a fan, a shed of a tree very nice place, you should be looking your eyes heaven muggy hot all forgotten sweet smile to come along reverberates to a love song lyrics could be words you said in rhymes or in mumble thread but feeling you’re near me enough to rock me gently tender touch makes us one admiring beauty all around kisses could seal the seams hugs, wonderful living dreams when darkness harvest light sun creatures on homing flight twinkles dotting the horizon soft shadows from the moon rest infinite craving of a flesh you; me would surely be please

md 3/7/2008 2:28:44 AM born to be free chasing dragonfly on the prairie brings back so much fun for me there was i tumble; mudded face slide to the shrubs with bruises laughters i heard a faint away grass in my ears; looks funny i love it when they’re flying high so as women’s dress, they aren’t shy showing their love, makes me sigh and when they’re flying so low a sure sign they’re let me know a monsoon will come; river flow and when they settle on branches rubbing their feet, nibbling munches sometimes they do piggyback ride having sex; they don’t like to hide laying eggs on twigs by the pond soon will fall; swim round; round and when they stop swimming on submerge twig upright clinging metamorphose with silvery wings twilight a time to test their wings as birds, bats come foraging, a frenzy so much to share; many will be free

nn 3/8/2008 4:23:27 PM higher, dragonfly, higher when the wind is humming high lift me up from growing prairie's leaf and morning dream's ebbing light higher, go fly, higher while breeze is murmuring sweet raise me up from dewy grass shore your wings upon my feet when winter drops its first snow the palm will wait beside my heavy heart your conquering gentle winged love so steadily will always grow

md 3/9/2008 1:44:22 AM throw me a kiss so as the clouds race cotton white in space kites soon join the fun under eyes of mighty sun gliding birds up higher chasing dragonfly,supper kids does race up the hill to show their flying skill sky painted colorful maze a magnate for lovely gaze whispers fluttering sound mingling giggles abound when breeze comes hold your dress wave not my dear; those pretty lace watch me behind a beautiful fan throw me a kiss a wink; i do mind with raise heart beats; be rushing i might slip but i keep on coming

md 3/10/2008 11:11:09 AM pause for a moment twinkles dots horizon beneath fading moon whispers garbled to be heard prisoner of mystical urge teardrops soak a cotton pile mourning for a short while an open window for a breeze refresh feelings in a maze silent tapping behind door deaf ears, left to ignore parched lips pause for a moment betrayed by amorous scent in the corner of beating heart close door would surely part but deep sleep did prevail sweat dreams reflecting feel

nn 3/10/2008 8:45:22 PM midnight letters i gather letters like wood and burn them altogether. smoke dances gently into the night; it sometimes makes its way to heaven.

md 3/12/2008 7:42:04 PM try it, it's lovely lets join grass celebration as rain pour for duration ground breath, bubbles show any runoff will surely flow to embrace river’s thirst flirting on the outskirts anything that wash away will end at mouth of the bay but funny the sea won’t rise clears after a couple of sunrise calm waiting for some more will be recieve; even not pure i extend my hand to feel rainfall bursting on my palm; so beautiful truly refreshing tingling sensation must be charge from sky; ionization reminds me; a hug it does radiates so i hold very tight enjoying beats

nn 3/12/2008 11:01:30 PM One of A Kind some clouds pace impatiently; always in sheer silence. the passing ones never dare; they just gaze and disappear. the clouds i see by the mountains, hover every early morning and lit the sky on spring evenings. nonetheless, in many nights, when restless and tired; they shimmer with the breeze to touch my face.

md 3/15/2008 2:56:24 AM i wish they stay walking playfully under an overcast cool and clouds craving gentle touch then wind came,it started to go away shadows i enjoy so much, is not for me so i sit; enjoy their passing; beautiful i wanted them to stay for my dream scroll twilight came to my delight i should go colorful prints in my head i have to review to my surprise...ooh! some are just like you but i keep it to myself someday i'll let you know then i went out at night; oh! they are still there they're resting in silence; starlights everywhere

md 3/29/2008 11:08:08 AM wonderful things trodding feet on the trail, few slithering snake on the twigs ribbons of light through leaves gentle water flows on the stream a cardinal flapping her wings these are few of wonderful things blending with shrubs beneath trees lying on leaves, feeling at ease wind blowing, birds singing patiently waiting for sunset slice strawberries on a plastic bowl so tasty and so beautiful darkness came like a mist as the tree leaves luminate fireflies display their lantern mosquitoes they just take turns human steps muffled by ruffling leaves crawlers coming out of their caves

md 3/29/2008 11:10:04 AM something missing hot and muggy afternoon waiting for breeze to come on talking a lot things that passed awed, surprised, we laugh sizzling barbeque adds aroma to chilled bottle of corona pansit for the sticky fingers ginataan for sweet lovers break out the volleyball jump, smash a free for all table tennis by the corner for the arms that are faster but theres something missing for me your smile that is so pretty how could a time change all that bring me tears to look back

n2 3/29/2008 11:11:44 AM Some Moments Most moments are lived; rare ones are dreamed, but forever longed for. These dreams so precious not wont to die, only get interrupted in a dreamer's mind. Sometimes! For a true wishing one, a thread of hope through soul's nudging is woven again in an instant, only to form stronger meshes one at a time. And these tiny fragments of time fuel a tranquil heart evermore.

md 3/29/2008 11:13:25 AM endlessly for every thread that bond is like a nerve to a flesh crimson pump to the beat marvel; moments keep pinkish lips parted, a sound twinkle of an eye, jewel of a crown a gentle touch, very ecstatic passionate kiss, so romantic to dream of you is noble every nerve endings tremble suppress by tender hug flowing in the sea of blog dream on petals strewn sheets fragrance cover every square feet cuddle those softies gingerly whispering my name endlessly

md 3/29/2008 11:14:28 AM something pure shared my blood to the hungry beneath the towering trees by the sea now i ponder and feeling itchy but i love every minute of it, rarity yes, i still hear those chirping see creatures slithering toads are still croaking ants are still roaming i'm fascinated by the cypress knees protruding on the swamp; cone candies for roots to breath, keeps tree straight where toads, turtles, snakes rest you can visit your forest reserve walk the trail and observe but if you're not into nature you surely miss; something pure

md 3/30/2008 2:49:09 PM nobody but me i’m walking on cobble stones i watch debris being blown steamy breath, cooled feet rushing thru narrow street bonefire on a rusting drum people get themselves warm some looking out their windows checking who's passing through maybe mailman with welfare check gift from heaven i surely won’t get today; so quiet as if i’m parting sea i look around and nobody but me

md 3/30/2008 2:50:33 PM wonderful feeling i reach the main street, a sigh i could drink coffee; have a pie talk to owner’s pretty daughter she asks about my mom forever brings some affection deep inside she surely does; i never try to hide i sit in the corner, watch them come listening to their stories on the lamb wondering why it’s same as yesterday but they do love it; creates harmony maybe part of their lives being there wonderful feelings; awesome to share

md 3/30/2008 2:52:37 PM i could remember street lights are still lit up as she fills my coffee cup with same greeting everyday “how’s your mom doing today?” with a simple grin and “okay,” she hands me bagle and jelly pinching coins from my pocket dropping a quarter on the carpet i lean back to see where it lands rub my back on somebody’s hands “excuse me, may i help you please?” i turn around my lips is on her face i blush, i feel my heart pounds i touch her arm; whisper sorry she waves her hand; smiles at me yes, i give a last quick look at her she’s so pretty i could remember

md 3/31/2008 11:05:40 AM could be you drizzle came scaring spider raffling down for safe cover frogs jump to closest grass blinking, letting rain pass kois are still beneath ripples fading forest of thousand craters balls of rain on bonzai leaves pretty, crystal clear, edging ribs peebless showered by splattering sand like brown candies on sidewalk stand staggered rocks having a cool bath flowing, cascading to cobblestone path hungry crow paid visit from a tree spotted earthworm wiggling it's way kid run out with cute paper boat put it on water encouraging to float could be you cheering up a friend in time of slump or brewing pain

md 4/15/2008 11:18:50 AM i could feel gentle moving cumulos painted bundled rose white tint of smokes cloudy; mud in brooks hugging mountain tops bare naked shiny rocks moist dripping down cliff to ferns; grandpas on earth water flow down river shallow yet it sprkle like your smile in morning mist i could feel, i can even taste

md 4/15/2008 12:16:25 PM never seem to be apart leaf sprout from crack of stone reaching out but left alone spared by footsteps passing growing everyday, not knowing slowly push it's surrounding nobody seem to notice; amazing rerouted path to make a shade people look and not a word said mute were hearts that wander deaf were ears that litter tree has taken over a road still nobody ever understood leaves whistling melodies flowers enticing honey bees fruits fall for critters delight ground moves in silent night when dawn ends to shining east insects on branches, birds feast nesting to feed their young again nature's gift for upcoming spring so thick can't see ribbons of rays pale brightness swaying with breeze punctutated by diving spider stunt chasing hoppers as well as tiny ants canopy for lives, lovely place to nurture young to respect spce which brings harmony to roots and hearts like we are, we never seem to be apart

md 6/5/2008 3:55:28 PM walking down fairway lovely bird, i see flying from tree to tree happily singing for me if i could only understand words spoken, i could respond to melodies of feathered rhymes smart, they know when rain comes

md 6/27/2008 10:08:54 AM you care savoring glimpse so beuatiful etch in my mind melting my soul when calm to edge of silence i could see that face reigns i pause to whisper to my mind "fear not you'll be fine" sigh would soon follow lovely memory seem to flow filling up gaps left by time trusty clock never fail to chime for every seconds you were there amazing isn't it, love you care

n2 6/28/2008 3:01:17 PM and we thought they'd fade like those sunset clouds but memories trickle and come back...

md 7/19/2008 11:19:14 AM i understand fading luster from your eyes rippling heart beats deep inside yet, you mask with sweet smile shows how awesome you are you never ask me about yesterday everything seem to be so okay i wonder what’s in your mind you just sit pretending to be fine i can’t make magic like frog prince but to share moments; by all means calmness captured our world we saw besides few rushing soda up a straw you look into my soul as if it’s yours not very please with my offset colors but you keep it to yourself with a sigh i understand, i adore you as years fly

md 8/16/2008 11:10:31 AM i saw you from the crowd you're rocking so hard with that banana pants who could ever miss that you're jumping like a frog you could be a nike brat but who could ever dream of pinoy rocking world from yotube

manonton dalan 8/19/2008 10:06:55 AM agramagination whispers blending with wind morning sunrise smiles again rustling leaves, muted flute pacing sand dunes, barefoot thin fabric masking her eyes white chiffon hugging her thighs peach, wet lips, humming tune lovely beat, not stopping soon motioning her hand to come i certainly oblige like a lamb giggling we walk a distance happy thoughts holding hands …would you mind having breakfast with me? … puwede ba sa “bakers crust” hmmmm….tsssup

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