Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan Poems

this is the first poem i've written to my mama

she is my mother
from earth up to next
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I was a grade one boy
April wind whistling from Palilan river
when mama was coming home from remote
elementary school in Sinacaban Barrio as
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aboard m/v george and peter lines from cebu, via tagbiliran via lazi, siquijor to plaridel

a quick stop over
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written and published when i was taking up
AB POLITICAL SCIENCE degree
in the first university in cebu, UV,
a university with a heart
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why are the birds so noisy
somewhat they're singing at me?

they're enjoyed in carolling
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Along Pampanga expressway
(aboard Partas Trans 8338)

Trip to La Union, we're caught by emergency
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I was angry at my pen
not it had black-dried ink
I was incensed at my pen
it wrote no more inspiring poems
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Rain catches me too often
this April 2000
drizzle first but heavy enough
agaisnt my fragile nostril
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Dusk. twilight. morn
noon sun all protesters
take no nap
even single rest
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26 April 2001
in front of historic shrine
beyond media cam shadows
lights satellites
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