Poesias,

[Eduardo]

Today.

No,

it was not arrhytmia, all of the symptoms were

of an infatuated heart.

Read with ang makata...

As this was composed,

in the fire of one's Celestine light.

Hers and mine.

Distance did not mattter.

this was a confirmation of that fact.

Aujourd'hui

bientot. . .

Deposer, Mai 11, 2008

Eduardo A. Cong

Poet and playwright,

San Diego, CA. USA

[Eduardo]

Signs,

Of walking between worlds were in his actions.

To an estranged world,

those caught in the daily labyrinth of life, was misunderstood. . .

Ang makata,

at Uhuru's Peak touched the heavens from a continent,

this mother's day.

All memoirs were of a young lady then,

delivering her valedictorian address, cum laude.

In the poet's eyes, stood a brilliant magna cum laude teenager present,

all dressed in a satin white silk dress. . .

Never breathed a word of this achievement, all during ang makata's adolescence.

She just lived and cared for us all. . .

Copyright, May 11, 2008

Eduardo A. Cong

Poet and playwright,

San Diego, CA. USA

[Eduardo]

The Gift,

Pour Cindy V.

L'etudiant, UST.

The gift of all gifts,

was very conscious of it all.

Within the very stuff of her eyes was the universe

and she did not know it.

In a carefree world,

she lived,

and privileged among many,

shared unwittingly.

Demands of her time was never an issue,

her willingness to share was in the essence of it all.

Those Gregorian chants were reminders of the beauty

within us all.

Whether in Manila,

Paris,

London,

Panama City,

Palma de Mallorca,

New York,

San Francisco,

that willingness to share,

danced on Cassiopeia

[Eduardo]

Speechless,

Speechless was in her exclaimed vibrations

[Eduardo]

Met mixture of revelations and surprises,

personal and professional.

Totally amazing!

Soon as possible, will post some of these. . .

"After we have mastered the waves, tides and gravity,

we shall harness for god the energies of love.

Then,

for the second time in the history of mankind,

we would have discovered fire."

Dr. Pierre Teilhard deChardin, J.S.

[Eduardo]

In Yellow,

was the uniform worn.

In an hour,

Manila bays