I always carry with me my little red book on poetry. It is my diary where I write my thoughts and feelings in the form of a poem.
I normally write early in the morning while having my cup of coffee. This is the time when my brain functions rather fast and words flow like stream. I also write late in the evening when everything around me is quiet except for the chirping of birds from a nearby avocado tree. These are the moments that I can truly say that I am content in the company of my own thoughts.
From time to time, I traverse from image to text or simultaneously paint and mentally compose my poems. I utilize my mental agility to multitask, hold my focus, and create two art forms at the same time.
Writing poems has been a salve to my personal angst on matters of consequence and helps wash away the grimes of my daily life. Surely, it has been a way for me to express my thoughts and feelings as I continue my life's journey.
"Forever My Love Will Be", soft pastel
Alone
Constantly you question
My being alone
And why I dwell
In a different space
That nobody can have
I become silent
And even my unsettled soul
Becomes still
Outside, droplets
Of rain fall
The gardenias are just
Opening
Adec March 13,2013
"Gentle Is The Night", oil
As I Close My Eyes
As I close my eyes
I see your face
a star at night
that I'll never see
As I close my eyes
I taste your lips
salt of the ocean
on my rose petal
As I close my eyes
I hear your voice
song of the sea
serenading me
As I close my eyes
you own me
boa slithering
in my summer solstice
As I close my eyes
a veil of darkness
I free my soul
from the bondage of my love
Adec Dec. 12, 2013
"Transcience", oil
A Preamble to Death
Decaying leaves
are lying on the path
where I have to tread
How many times have I seen
the verdant
turn to orange
then to brown?
For death comes
like a thief
in the coldest
of the night
It tiptoes and
without qualm
snuffs
the light
from within
Adec Dec.28,2013
"The Glorious Wings of my Butterfly", soft pastel
I Whisper to a Butterfly
Enchanting
drifting
fluttering
iridescent
little wings
of light
I whisper
to a butterfly
as it wafts
through the air.
How I wish
to embrace
one more
vibrant summer
with you
but you won't let me
In my hand
that's frail and white
lay the multicolored beads
of remembering
Slowly, slowly
like tears
I let the beads
fall on the ground
Slowly, slowly
like an ember
you let
your love
for me
die
Enchanting
drifting
fluttering
iridescent
little wings
of light
I whisper
my mantra
of love
to a butterfly
Adec Dec.29,2013
"The Passion of Flowers", oil
The Passion of a Flower
With the sash undone
the shroud of mystery has fallen
I press my breasts
they are luminous
they burn against your chest
In the still of the night
my scarlet tulip
opens itself to the sky
on its tongue
the sweetest dewdrops of your love
Adec Dec.30,2013
"If You Forget Me", oil
To My Nocturnal Flower
Oh my nocturnal flower
so delicate and ephemeral
how shamelessly you open
to the fullness of the moon
In the labyrinth
of my wild forest
its crimson pistil
is an intoxicated bee
it quivers
it sighs
it heaves
it points
to the evening sky
Oh my nocturnal flower
the moon is your eternal flame
it descends from heaven
to kiss your velvet
stamen
Adec Jan.9,2014
"Alindog sa Dapithapon", oil
Isang Tula ng Pag-ibig
Nadarama ang tigas ng iyong damdamin
mistulang bato
sa bunganga ng dalampasigan
hindi alintana ang bawat haplos
ng palikawlikaw na tubig
nililok na pagdadalamhati
ng isang naghilom na sugat
Sadyang malalim ba ang pagtatampo?
hindi maigupo sa pangungusap
awit ng pag-ibig
o silakbo ng damdamin
Sa iyong alaala
dati akong paraluman
ng iyong paglalakbay
diwata ng gunita
walang pangalan
walang mukha
O bagwis ng pag-ibig
muli mong ibulong
makamundong awit ng pagsuyo
alaala ng libog, pagsinta
sa dapithapon.
Adec Jan.11,2014
"Walang Busabos sa Sariling Bayan", oil
Para Kay Lolo Andres
Ilang panahon na ba
ng pagaalaala
nang ibaon ang tabak
sa iyong mga buto?
Pulandit ng dugo
sa pusikit na kadiliman
isang hiyaw
isang impit
sa pusod
ng kagubatan
O walang katapusang
piring ng kadiliman
walang katapusang
busal ng katahimikan
walang katapusang
tanikala ng pagkaalipin
tulad ng alipato
adhikain ay papailanlang
pag-ibig muling sisibol
sa landas ng pakikibaka!
Adec Jan.13,2014
"Aviana", oil
I Am A Tree
I am a tree
I grow from the navel
of the earth
My serpentine arms
they reach for the sky
my roots
they intertwine
beneath the earth
I weep and howl
with every beating of the wind
I blossom, bear fruits
with every kiss
of the rain
My leaves
are the shelter
of strength
my fruits
the vessel of my love
Oh how gloriously beautiful
I have become
season after season
I fall in love
again and again
with the earth
and the sky
Adec Jan. 20,2014
"I Dream Within My Dream", oil
I Dream Within My Dream
In my dream I dream
an immaculate lily
its sinuous stem
is a little green mamba
like an Indian bangle
it coils around my wrist
It hisses
and it slithers
on the twin moons
that are incandescent
incarnate of my infinite dreams
I can sense it will
yes, it will prick my skin
I can sense it likes me to swim
in the ocean of my libidinal dreams
Oh for how long can Atalante still be Atalante?
for how long before I embrace
the Oedipus of pleasures undefined?
Adec March 18,2014
"Bleeding Flowers", oil
Bleeding Flowers
Why do my flowers bleed?
Because I cannot see you
Flutter your wings
With the cloth on my eyes
I only feel your kiss
As you drink from the rosewater
Of my love
My flowers are abundant
Pregnant with passion
But cannot rejoice
Have I no blindfold
They would have blossomed
Played with the wind
Sang with the crickets
Danced with the pomegranates
But my flowers grieve
Their blood flow from their mouth
Into the crevices of the ground
Bird of desire
Oh please uncover my eyes
Let me see you flutter your wings
As you descend
To the portal of my lips
Drink from the rosewater
Of my love
Adec August 6,2014
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| "When Doves Cry", oil When Doves Cry
Thorns of a rose
Have slashed my wrist
Where life and death
Now meet for a tryst
These thorns and rose
Are hurt and love
That tenderly stab
The heart of a dove
When doves cry
In silence they fly
They bear the pain
And slowly die
Oh white rose of purity
My pool of scarlet
Now infinity lurks
Before me
So I'll paint
My blood on canvas
Then I'll sleep
With the serenity
Of this brush
Adec Sept.29,2014
"How Shall I Answer The Flattery Of Your Tongue?", oil How Shall I Answer The Flattery Of Your Tongue? How shall I answer The flattery of your tongue? Must I drop my veil? A sunflower in a garden of sadness I have walked too long Now my heart seeks solace In anyone's embrace How shall I answer The flattery of your tongue? Must I be like you Grow a flower from my tongue? Must I let the hummingbirds Drown in the sweetness of my bloom? Tell me now How shall I answer The flattery of your tongue? Adec Feb. 2015  Le Cygne My thoughts Grow flowers As the wind Carries your song And from a distance I hear The soft ruffling feathers It's you You dance On a shimmering lake Sweet tenderness Never the swan of Leda Forever gentle When you play the strings Of my harp Le cygne Sing not your last song In the softness Of this dying light But make my roses embrace In the sweet stillness Of the night Adec Jan.23,2015 I write and paint, therefore I am. -Adec  |
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