My Hachiko’s

happy days with Mickey


Some memories transcend time. A bond founded beyond flesh and blood cut short by a sudden unavoidable circumstance leaves a painful mark yet creates a wonderful memory. Such relationship brings tears to my eyes as I remember the bittersweet days I once had.

Taking a ferry to Iloilo City to visit the wake of my cousin who died of cancer, the crew played a film to entertain their passengers. I usually am not fond of watching films on board; I instead devoted my time to recovering the sleep I was robbed from waking up early to catch the first trip. The film however further denied me of sleep as I was glued to it. It’s a true story of loyal dog named Hachiko. The film was a 2009 Hollywood remake of the original 1987 Japanese film.

When Hachi’s master died in school where he works, Hachi waited for him for hours unmoved by other passengers and other distractions. This continued until he died in the train station where he always waits for his master. I was holding myself not to burst into tears, as flood of memories of my dear dog flashed back to me. Fortunately, the movie was cut short before my tears fell as we are about to dock.

The passing of my hachiko, Mickey, was a painful one as it is untimely and caused a lot of sacrifices on my part due to major decisions that I have to make. Sacrifices that included her being taken away from me and the depravity of companion lead to her early death. And just a thought of her always makes me cry. Ours was a relationship that transcends time indeed and she will always be remembered. The story of Hachiko is one of the many stories of his race to grace this world. Stories that inspire and gives hope to the many.

I am making a new one, now… with Kiyo.

Under the Autumn Sun

Under the Autumn Sun

a butterfly flutters in the midday green
searching for flowers nowhere to be seen
sailing in the breeze of an autumn wind
that chills the morning dew beneath its wings

above a lone bird chirps on a tree
waiting for something it can never see
singing a song as sweet as it can be
as the leaves slowly falls from an autumn tree

cold wave splashes on a wooden wharf
on its edge a man sits as though it’s his turf
he stares at a canoe dancing with the ebb
whistle’s a song that gives grace to the act

from afar a cry resounds in the place
a chill of longing, an echo of haste
from the stillness of every thing and silence of today
to the uncertainty of morrow a beautiful chaos is made

as dusk splatter on the canvass of the day
synthetic lights glisten at the quay
following the street lamps he walks on cobblestones
another day is done and he walks home alone.

Hey Sister

Too much nonsense and I say adieu
to every night when I go blue
what to you is a moment gone
and there is nothing left to be done

hey sister what shall ye say?
Can you fill me up? I’m empty these days
just help me up and make me fine
from the poison of my lover’s wine

I beg not look into my eyes
or you’ll see dark rivers and body of lies
intoxicate me in thy euphoria
and blind me from my love’s aurora

hey sister, what do you say?
Can you fill the emptiness of me these days?
Just let me know, I’m ready to go
‘coz I’m stuck here and ready to blow

I dare you not trust my true intentions
just play with me so I won’t hurt your emotion
let’s enjoy the ride into oblivion
what happens to-morrow is mine’s obstruction

so sister what can you say?
Are we ready to go, are we ready to play?
All these is a game, I hope you’ll stay
let’s not talk about forever but live for today

forgive me from these gibberish talk
for lately I can’t seem to walk
now I live in mire and I feel so filthy
my lover’s gone, I’m feeling guilty

a fool I am, I made to myself
forgive me sister I can no longer hide from my shelf
this love has taught me much of how
now I can no longer love somehow.

Beautiful Broken

No fallen leaves of ember
to light my afternoon
dark clouds cover the midnight sky
and hides Mr. Moon
yet in this stillness and silence
I find beauty and perfection
the motionless things
and the wonderful creation.

In the blackness of the night
I glide from place to place
seeing, feeling, thinking
not putting time to waste
and there I found the answer
in the face of Mr. Moon
as the clouds that cover hovers
and reveals his mystic boon.

I saw a wonderful portrait
that of Dorian Gray
an irresistible attraction
though I try not as I may
it offers a moment of pleasure
and thousand years in chains
but in the end I’ve realized
it’s not even worth the pain

now I hold a treasure
though broken it has been
I would love to fit the pieces
so its beauty can be seen
tiresome as it may be
but joy is greater still
for there is no greater beauty
than fixing a broken wings.

Though I see no fallen ember leaves
to light my afternoon
and glide in the dark of night
to see Mr. Moon
I hold the fairest treasure
which others have not seen
in the stillness and in silence
to which I have been.

*much is seen by the light of the moon that wherever it hits his moonbeam you’ll see the furrow.

Thank You

Thank you
For making my nights as bright as day
For showing me my emotions
Are worth counting on thus I may

Thank you
For putting a smile on my face
For showing that life is worth living
And that I should enjoy the race

Thank you
For your simple gestures of kindness
For your time that makes a difference
That fixes the shards of my brokenness

Thank you
For appreciating my musings and poetry
For putting reasons to singularity
That life is indeed a beautiful symmetry

Thank you
For painting my life in colorful palettes
For choosing such a wonderful canvass
That I might have missed if it weren’t in your eyes

Thank you
For meeting me at the crossroads
For sharing and widening our trail
That helped us keep our bode

To you
Who gives me the most beautiful smile each day
Who makes my life sparkle with your stare
Who chooses to flow in the opposite way
Who puts love between you and I
Thank you

You are a gift so precious to own
You are a gift I’m afraid not to own.

Sa Iyong Paglisan

Tulad ng dampi ng hangin sa tag-init
Tulad ng mga ibong umaawit
Ang pagdating mo’y kasing bilis
Ng paglisan mo sa aking libis

Tulad ng mga dahon at bulalak na nalalanta
Bubuhayin ng tag-ulan sa tuwi-tuwina
Ang tulad mo’y mananatiling alaala
Isang masaya’t makulay na pagsasama

Tulad ng simoy ng hangin tuwing gabi
Gabi’y kasing lamig ‘pag wala na sa tabi
Ngunit ito’y huwag ikabahala
‘pagkat pareho tayong nasa iisang tala

Tulad ng papel na niluma ng panahon
May halaga bawat paglipas ng taon
Munting dasal ang aking pabaon
At biyaya sa bawat pagkakataon

Buhay ay sadyang ganyan
May mga panahong kailangang lumisan
Ngunit huwag mabahala kaibigan
Mananatili ka sa aking puso kailanman

At sa iyong paglisan
Huwag sanang kalimutan kaibigan
Masasayang araw natin na nagdaan
At hirap na ating naranasan
Na nagpatibay sa samahan
Umula’t umaraw man.

Para sa lahat ng kaibigan at naging kaibigan ko. Maraming Salamat sa munting alaala.

As I See You

I smell you from the distance
and as it goes stronger
and closer
I wag my tail harder
and faster
my pure expression
of joy
and excitement
of being in your arms
of feeling in your love

you’ve been gone for a day
and this how I say
my master and my friend
I miss you everyday
can you come out and play?

I run
I jump
I would sit on your lap
I grin
I play
so come without delay

let me lick those pain away
let me pull those stress today

and as the day fades
we lay down on our bed
I close my innocent eyes
and feel your sobbing dies.

(in the eyes of my dog Kiyo)