the cold and dreary road
Midnight Mass
cold December night
moon hangs frozen
and so cold
cold spell
grasshoppers' eggs lay
buried in the ground
cold winter night
carollers sing "Noel"
a capella
cold December night
sumptuous feast are ready
for Noche Buena
Happy Birthday!!!
Willie
ropes block
the street entrance -
fiesta scenes commence
aiming for the flag
boys play the “palo sebo” -
strained necks all agog
greasy coconut -
boys hustle and jostle
prize at the end line
menfolks prepare -
the piglet is let loose
for the keeper
I stand for my turn
to take a solid crack -
pot is evasive
a piece of clay pot
hit me on the face
after the strike
the end of summer
is declared -
the croaking of frogs
sugar apple
melts in the mouth
anguish forgotten
“Palo sebo” is a game during fiesta
where contestants take turn in climbing
the top of a greased bamboo pole. The
objective is to get the red flag at the top
of the pole. The taker wins a fun prize.
the setting sun
that eyes could see
by the roadside
fat crabs for sale
compete with oysters
the fruitstands
offer fruits -
and vinegar too
ah! the journey
from one stall to the other -
stirs the vendors
a sparrow
creates a bird trail -
then it flies
- Mood:
confused
prepares for the dive -
river full of grime
- Mood:
amused
chef's delight -
manta in coconut milk
melts the heart
- Mood:
pleased
bird nest -
fledglings and feathers
smell fish
- Mood:
surprised
sews web -
breakfast
- Mood:
pensive
