A strange contraption – a boat plow pulled by a Carabao near Clarin, Misamis Occidental – very practical indeed..
Dipolog last Christmas.. a poetry of lights
A lonely fisherman trying to get the final day’s catch in Dipolog City.
Beautiful Dipolog
Musings and Ramblings
Agaw dilim sa Takipsilim
Sunset, where the light fades
and the dark night prowls into my psyche
My country in the verge of throes.
Resilient as the fisherman casting his nets in the shallows.
Raging, raging, living,
and trying vainly in the coming of the dark.
My vote shall count,
it shall be as a blazing sword.
Trailblazer,
across the shallows of despair
It shall cut
a blazing path my friend.
And it is not, nope,not for sale.
My voice shall roar like thunder,
and you shall hear out my plea.
A new chance,
a new hope
for my people.
