Edgar Eslit Poems

Like in the canvass of memories
that plays all fantastic images,
on my mind,
Death of denial breaks through.
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Once I stood
Before those people in multitude
I dropped a golden seed
But don’t know where it landed
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Scrapped the moistened clay with her handmade bolo
Dug a medium whole for two with her tireless arms
While setting the healthy seedlings with a smile
Her being patient, humble and old a lady
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Endured the belching winds of the desert
Crossed the raging channel in the outskirt
Defied the thunder from night ‘til dawn
To thee he pledged his loyalty and devotion
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Swung the baton like its ninth marching debut
To an alto allegro with the knotted lieu
While the harmonica reverberates the fizzing tune
There, the groom trumpeted his triumphal pew
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Son, sort of caution, I say
No foul languages in poetry
Good poetry doesn’t need any
In prose, all you need is to facilitate words in good array
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The morning dews were silently dripping
Signaling a gleeful sunrise that was appearing
Solemnly, before that long and dreaded morning
In the presence of the chipmunks that were rather idling
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Felt the breeze that’s glazing around the Eiffel
The floral scents in lilac that mystified your smell
While we strolled around the scenic site in Paris
Have you not forgotten the words we used to immortalize?
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Come not to where we used to treasure a view
Confine not to where we used to say adieu
Let’s hold hands not because we want to
Yes, let’s immortalize the “I love you”.
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