Aesthete

batanes (22)
I like to stand at the summit
And gaze at the sea of clouds
The magnificent mountain ranges
The sunset
The sunrise
I like how the cool wind embraces me
Tousling my hair
Like gentle hands giving its affectionate gesture
Dancing through the branches and leaves
Making them wave their hello
I like the refreshing smell of the air
The scent of wood, and soil, and vegetation
I like how the birds tweet a tune
And crickets and night creatures with their orchestra of sounds
I close my eyes and stretch my arms
Taking it all in

Aesthete (adj.): Someone with deep sensitivity to the beauty of art or nature.

Do you enjoy nature, too? If so, do your part. Be stewards of the environment. Happy Earth Day everyone!

Tanka # 2

Dig the ground until
It can no longer cough out
Those precious metals
Just because you can, you will
As you always do, you kill

 

The Department of Environment and Natural Resources Secretary Gina Lopez decides to shut down several mining sites in the Philippines. This is a welcome news for environmentalists but of course, the mining industry cried foul in defense for economic gain and jobs. Amidst environmental destruction and local communities suffering, these smug capitalists still feel entitled claiming their right to destroy the planet.

Ingay

Napakaingay
Nakabibinging katahimikan
Mula sa walang pakialam
Walang humpay na talak
Ng nagmamagaling
Diskusyon ng intelektuwal
Pagpipintas at pangungutya
Ng walang magawa
Kanya-kanyang pananaw
Kanya-kanyang paliwanag
Batuhan ng kuru-kuro
Ng sentimiyento
Ng mga baho
Sino ang mas magaling?
Sino ang tama?
Sino ang santo?
Sino ang panalo?
Tanda ng kamulatan?
O pawang katangahan?
Nakakalito
Nakakahilo
Kanino maniniwala?
Sino ang nagsasabi ng totoo?
Alamin, makialam, magtanong
O mas mainam ba
Na manahimik na lamang
At wag ng dumagdag
Sa kalansing ng latang walang laman?

Cold

spiral

I can’t feel my fingers
All I see is white
It’s been a year since the sky exploded with ice
They warned
We didn’t listen
Then everything went downhill
 
I can’t feel my fingers
All I see is white
The world was gripped with terror
Chaos
Nobody knew what to do
Then everything went downhill
 
I can’t feel my fingers
All I see is white
People died
Animals died
Plants died
The earth died
Then everything went downhill
 
I can’t feel my fingers
All I see is white
I’m alone
I don’t know if others survived
God, I’m hungry!
Everything’s going downhill
 
I can’t feel my fingers
All I see is white
Excruciatingly starving
Looking at my hands
Drooling
Everything’s gone downhill
*Inspired by the movie, Snowpiercer and Stephen King’s short story, Survivor Type.