Eloida Capuno Poems

The fledgling bush
grew into a tree
not without
birth pains
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after some days of freedom
from the raging rain that falls
it is back in earnest crying
as its full might unfold
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i see her everyday on my way to work
she is there by the wide window of
an old house near the road where i used
to come and go
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it did not escape me
those sideway glances
as you stood in that corner
i pretended to ignore
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Watching the tiny
one year old playing
with her toes
I am amazed at
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She passed away today
My dog of nine years
She went quietly as she
did when I first had her on a box
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be generous with praises
i want to be appreciated
every now and then
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twisted thoughts of long ago
reverberates like an echo
haunting scenes
forbidden like the poisoned tree
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i pray not for myself
i know i have been blessed
i pray not for wealth
but for those who have less
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the thing that makes me smile
is not the thing itself
but the thoughts
i gather with it
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