Biography of Gil Gregorio
Gil Lopez Gregorio is known as Geopoet and Geowebber. He’s been into poetry writing since 1983 while serving as one of the staffs of the Nueva Caceres Bulletin, the official publication of the University of Nueva Caceres. His first poetry book entitled, A View from Afar Off: A Poetic Legacy from Heaven, was published in 2006 by Andrew Byrne of Carpe Diem Publishing Company-Australia and his second book, Emblems of Light, was also published in 2010 with Dorrance Publishing Company- Pittsburgh, PA. In the same year, the company also published his two serial books, Isinadula sa Radyo na mga Kuwento ng Pag-ibig, Part 1 & 2, which were radio drama scripts when he was writing with Bombo Radyo Philippines in Naga City. Recently, his Philippines’ political commentary (2004-2009) , The Lost Filipino: The Blogbook, was also published by the same publishing company.
He is a regular contributor to the Bicol literature publication, An Tambobong nin Literaturang Bikolnon, where several of his poems in Bicol dialect were published. He is a member of the Parasurat Bikolnon, Inc., and Sumaro Bikolnon, Inc., writers organizations both in Naga City and the World Poets Society, in Greece. He is also a regular member of the Wikimedia Philippines, Inc., engaged in translating English sites to Bicol. Presently, he is a College Instructor of the Business Administration Department of WRI Colleges-Naga in Naga City and WRI Colleges-Partido in Goa, Camarines Sur.
Gil Gregorio's Works:
Geopoet's Website which serves as the gateway to his published works through the internet:
http: //www.wanderlustimagination.synthasite.com and
Geopoet's bikol language online community:
A VIEW FROM AFAR OFF (A POETIC LEGACY FROM HEAVEN) published by Andrew Byrne and his Carpe Diem Publishing Company of Adelaide, Australia. You can read the poem for free at http: //www.bookrix.com/_ebook-geopoet-a-view-from-afar-off
Several of his poetry writings were published in several poetry anthology series with The Poet Sanctuary like the Muses of the Snow and The Blossoms of Creativity; and in Voices Net Poetry Anthology Series.
He has published his essays about the spectrum of the political events in the Philippines thru his website: http: //thelostfilipino.blogspot.com and his tagalog short love stories at http: //mgakuwentongpagibig.blogspot.com.
He completely translated the three LDS Church standards from English to his own native dialect, Bicol, and published the same at:
Gil Gregorio Poems
I Am A Citizen Of The World
I am a citizen of the world and my home is my abode: Rivers, lakes and valleys are my sources of life;
A Journey Of Everything New
In my childhood, the journey was a perilous one: full of hardships, pains and tears. In my adulthood,
Angel From Home
She's sweet as a honey on a bacon fitted like icings on a cake; So cloudy, bloomy, and easy in her own world in calvary.
A Thousand Smile From You
Everyday I've walked a long way to field I can't forget that simple smile in your face;
A Search For A True Friend
At the highways of woes a traveller viewed the wind blows, as he climb up a fearful trail on top of a mountain or a hill.
Old Writings, Old Scrapbook, Old Play
Old writings script like weeds cut a shaped show, hefting wind's course in a flowery shot ‘neath ship; it whittled down a snug picture in a fine array, oldman's smile glow like fling of a sunlight ray.
A Friend And A Brother
I was groping for a friend in a net of eyes by the tube; I was looking for a brother in a heart of dearness as old;
Clock Tick, Clock Tick
Clock tick! ...Clock tick! It's 6: 30 in the morning: Have to go through descent bath Have to change every bit of me
A Dreamer's Wild Imagination
It was as if a quick withdraw: A nice fitting, a nice candle glow, Lighted up a way in darkness shines Foretold no beginning, nor sparkled lines.
Words Not Meant To Be
Is it what we felt that is more meaningful that what is done? Is it among the storied fallacies shared by those in bed, left or gone?
Wishing Upon Lonely Hurdles
The field was full of empty spears as I walk along a lonely path; The trimmings of the air gasp my breath as I climb a wall of lonely treks.
A Blue Angel
Beyond every breath of heart An angel draw a tear; in her own way of sensing, she gave the best of things.
My nerve raked of sorrowless pain as I thought an extreme maze, while mountains, plains and valleys gone berserk, the rivers stream
The Declaration Of Truth
We must remember the time unknown... When the whole universe was dark and our spirits was in fortune dwell in the womb of heavenly mansion;
Here an instance be still to sense,
Feel the throb of a heart’s content;
An innocent look of eyes in faith,
Comes now the sincerest love’s manifest.
A fiery look cankers the softness of steel,
As it perforates the impenetrable,
No doubt, so many years of longing
A past in snare,