Your dreams for an organ is so expensive my Polly
I am confused on the wants you are showing
Do you want to sing alone without accompaniment?
Asking for an organ without specifying
Is it a noble heart that you want?
Or a soldier's trumpet after a gun salute
Or you want a fencing acrobat from McDonald
Maybe a King with his Excalibre Sword
Or maybe to drink and dine with a stranger
As the Knight Percival searched for a Grail
Now transformed into wooden sticks
Used in a nine-ball billiard table
Don't expect for any commision coming
For you have spent all questions jamming
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Selective Memory
I have been using selective memory eversince
As a teaching "Many are called but few are chosen"
To survive within our own existense
As a toddler or within a mother's womb?
To care for self and for the family where I stemmed
Tying the knot, I had seven siblings, with both parents
Now we are three myself, my better-half, and a son
All trapped in the computer jungle, still happily surviving
As I have chanced in the net of a stemmed cell theory
We are truly created for the Father's Kingdom
From a song "My Cup Overfloweth With Love"
Some will offer to catch it and offer it around
In the modern bussiness of franchising as coined
There's room for everyone guided from the center
For His command to "Go on and Multiply"
Sending messages at His Time
For His laws in Genesis within the Heavenly Creation
Recreating itself from Bedrock to the City
From the Jacks coming from the hills
Or from the the Lost City of Krakatoa in Java
Some poets or captain will guide you
Like a voice coming from Heaven
As a teaching "Many are called but few are chosen"
To survive within our own existense
As a toddler or within a mother's womb?
To care for self and for the family where I stemmed
Tying the knot, I had seven siblings, with both parents
Now we are three myself, my better-half, and a son
All trapped in the computer jungle, still happily surviving
As I have chanced in the net of a stemmed cell theory
We are truly created for the Father's Kingdom
From a song "My Cup Overfloweth With Love"
Some will offer to catch it and offer it around
In the modern bussiness of franchising as coined
There's room for everyone guided from the center
For His command to "Go on and Multiply"
Sending messages at His Time
For His laws in Genesis within the Heavenly Creation
Recreating itself from Bedrock to the City
From the Jacks coming from the hills
Or from the the Lost City of Krakatoa in Java
Some poets or captain will guide you
Like a voice coming from Heaven
Nine Golden Carps
I feel like a Golden Carp in a little pond
Safe from being dragged into an unkown shore
For the pond built in the garden of my Father
Has a basin beneath that prevents overflow
Than be like a floating casino outside our domain
Where sharks will feed on our flesh within golden scales
I can only offer the beauty I represent holding the Holy Grail
Sustained by the bread offered at His table
Then that gives me the energy to swim around
For spectors to savor in mighty splendour
To payback the due for our keeping
Safely and peacefully in His Kingdom
Safe from being dragged into an unkown shore
For the pond built in the garden of my Father
Has a basin beneath that prevents overflow
Than be like a floating casino outside our domain
Where sharks will feed on our flesh within golden scales
I can only offer the beauty I represent holding the Holy Grail
Sustained by the bread offered at His table
Then that gives me the energy to swim around
For spectors to savor in mighty splendour
To payback the due for our keeping
Safely and peacefully in His Kingdom
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Medusa
She lived alone in a cave, this Medusa
With live snakes in her head
Started with sins that Eve commited
To sentence doom to those who erred
For those who came by, seeking for quest
Who stared into her hypnotic eyes
She suddenly turn them into stone
Where men would stumble around
Like a rock in the Garden of Eden
That was thrown away out of paradise
With live snakes in her head
Started with sins that Eve commited
To sentence doom to those who erred
For those who came by, seeking for quest
Who stared into her hypnotic eyes
She suddenly turn them into stone
Where men would stumble around
Like a rock in the Garden of Eden
That was thrown away out of paradise
Because of an apple Eve ate with Adam
Layed bare their plans
From these stones, churches were built
All around the world to welcome all men
To the Father's Mansions with so many rooms
Ready for each heart where he resides
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Lady I See
Lady Mother, in people around, I see you with your son
In leaders of the land and the lowly poor
Still clinging to your children giving them shelter
Being a mother to all through your children
From generation to generation you have passed His teachings
Receiving messages directly from heaven
Without asking for anything but their keeping
With your womb that you unselfishly shared
In the person of the bred or the unleavened
From the Hanging Gardens of Babylon
Before the time of your child
You are truly a dedicated one
I see you in architectural beauty by men
From Taj Mahal in India built for a Persian Queen
It was taught as I song in my elementary grades
Rendered it in water color in High School, start of the race
Men proclaimed his coming, before his time
Rendering their part, with compensation or without
They called you to their palaces, in every part of the world
Until Jesus showed a home, for young or old
Mama Mary guide us through your children
Staying foot at your home without denying anyone
People and events I encounter shared, showed Him
Trusting now within guided by the Father's Light
In leaders of the land and the lowly poor
Still clinging to your children giving them shelter
Being a mother to all through your children
From generation to generation you have passed His teachings
Receiving messages directly from heaven
Without asking for anything but their keeping
With your womb that you unselfishly shared
In the person of the bred or the unleavened
From the Hanging Gardens of Babylon
Before the time of your child
You are truly a dedicated one
I see you in architectural beauty by men
From Taj Mahal in India built for a Persian Queen
It was taught as I song in my elementary grades
Rendered it in water color in High School, start of the race
Men proclaimed his coming, before his time
Rendering their part, with compensation or without
They called you to their palaces, in every part of the world
Until Jesus showed a home, for young or old
Mama Mary guide us through your children
Staying foot at your home without denying anyone
People and events I encounter shared, showed Him
Trusting now within guided by the Father's Light
Saturday, March 20, 2010
A Light Glimpse Of My Name
With my present name Carmen Herrera Uy,
I can hide in the name no "L" or Noel
Or can say I live in ill-I-no-I-s or Illinois
With 4 "r" to my name, I can be Eve with 4 faces
For "R" is my mother's middle initials till death
Resting now with my father and brother's grave
We were all ten in the family when all were living
Five brothers and two sisters I came to be with
All good looking and intelligent in their own way
Finding themselves in our parent's care
We were supposed to be ten siblings in all
Two elder sisters both dying at the age of three
Now only six of us are remaining
"6" like a fetus on a mother's womb
Born in 1946, like Sarah pregnant at old age
Like a larvae coiled up in a cocoon
My wards all impatient to fly to the bloom
A bear awakened from hibernation
Virgin to one man and having born a son
Who has flown from the eagle's nest to soar
Being a surrogate father of many
Though with only one kid he needs to support
After sharing the first bread of life he learned to share
For his name was called before being conceived
Art is the name of my better-half
I gained the name Menchie at my first job
Archie comes from the first two letters of Art
Last four letters of a name that pierced my heart
With the first letter "U" like a cup
With "Y" beneath holding it up
Like a why when we don't know the answer
As Jesus' last words to His Father above
Speaking for those He came to save
"Father, why have you forsaken me?"
His tormentor's as prodigal son's
Carrying sickles to gain the inheritance
I can hide in the name no "L" or Noel
Or can say I live in ill-I-no-I-s or Illinois
With 4 "r" to my name, I can be Eve with 4 faces
For "R" is my mother's middle initials till death
Resting now with my father and brother's grave
We were all ten in the family when all were living
Five brothers and two sisters I came to be with
All good looking and intelligent in their own way
Finding themselves in our parent's care
We were supposed to be ten siblings in all
Two elder sisters both dying at the age of three
Now only six of us are remaining
"6" like a fetus on a mother's womb
Born in 1946, like Sarah pregnant at old age
Like a larvae coiled up in a cocoon
My wards all impatient to fly to the bloom
A bear awakened from hibernation
Virgin to one man and having born a son
Who has flown from the eagle's nest to soar
Being a surrogate father of many
Though with only one kid he needs to support
After sharing the first bread of life he learned to share
For his name was called before being conceived
Art is the name of my better-half
I gained the name Menchie at my first job
Archie comes from the first two letters of Art
Last four letters of a name that pierced my heart
With the first letter "U" like a cup
With "Y" beneath holding it up
Like a why when we don't know the answer
As Jesus' last words to His Father above
Speaking for those He came to save
"Father, why have you forsaken me?"
His tormentor's as prodigal son's
Carrying sickles to gain the inheritance
Thursday, March 4, 2010
"Veil Of Love" by katha8 on FanStory.com
"Veil Of Love" by katha8 on FanStory.com
After being a bride on June 8, 1974, everything seems to flash before my eyes nearing our ruby anniversary on 2014. I seem to be nearing a tower that was brought to the ground by an earthquake during my maiden years. I remember that I felt the tremors that time but did not bother to be awakened from my slumber in my comfortable bed in Cubao. My mother recounted to me of many Chinese merchants and their family losing their lives in the Ruby Tower devastation in the Binondo area. It never brought me to the ground from my ivory tower built by my parents where I found safety and comfort.
Years passed staying in the ivory tower of the academic world that brought me failures and successes until I finally met a co-worker whom I finally married in my hometown after two years of being steady. He is a Filipino born citizen, in Catbalogan, Samar with both Chinese Mestizo parents and was educated with the Jesuits of Ateneo de Manila. We were blessed with an only son after one year who, luckily is still with us. We stayed with their family, both of us making a living, saving for a house of our own, until we built one on a lot we purchased and was able to transfer to in 1978.
Now that we are not in the best of health all I can pray for is that we will live long enough to be able to share our Ruby Anniversary with our son and friends...if not, be able to accept our journey's end in Jesus' name to hope for a place with the Father in Heaven.
After being a bride on June 8, 1974, everything seems to flash before my eyes nearing our ruby anniversary on 2014. I seem to be nearing a tower that was brought to the ground by an earthquake during my maiden years. I remember that I felt the tremors that time but did not bother to be awakened from my slumber in my comfortable bed in Cubao. My mother recounted to me of many Chinese merchants and their family losing their lives in the Ruby Tower devastation in the Binondo area. It never brought me to the ground from my ivory tower built by my parents where I found safety and comfort.
Years passed staying in the ivory tower of the academic world that brought me failures and successes until I finally met a co-worker whom I finally married in my hometown after two years of being steady. He is a Filipino born citizen, in Catbalogan, Samar with both Chinese Mestizo parents and was educated with the Jesuits of Ateneo de Manila. We were blessed with an only son after one year who, luckily is still with us. We stayed with their family, both of us making a living, saving for a house of our own, until we built one on a lot we purchased and was able to transfer to in 1978.
Now that we are not in the best of health all I can pray for is that we will live long enough to be able to share our Ruby Anniversary with our son and friends...if not, be able to accept our journey's end in Jesus' name to hope for a place with the Father in Heaven.
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