Nostalgia ***** The River Boy Poem by Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan

When I recall about
Palilan
it is not the barangay where I spent
most my childhood days
not the sand and beaches
enticing tourists
in Jimenez town
under Mis.Occ. sky
where Mt. Malindang hills are footed
with Panguil Bay waves
slashing partly in Ozamiz City
quiet far from here
but they are linked and connected

when I think about Palilan
I think intuitively the
river per se
a river where i first learned how to swim
to gain peers
to write poems and make the world
awaken and changes their minds

and I think about the
river tranquility
flowing down to bay-bay delta
along mangroove shores
where wind whistling in silence
with muted notes seldom can hear
unless you can conceive
our perfect countenance
all over again