Resurrection
In search of a saviour
they look to the father
to forgive their sins.
Poems
A Hermit’s Encounter with a Prince of Coffee
I followed the trail of chocolate and cherry notes,
without knowing where it would take me.
What lay ahead at the end of this path?Time And Place
for that was the charge
against him.
If he killed,
it seems
it was a soldier
out of placeI remember being called slow
Slow… a word that defined me,
that continues to haunt my being.
Slow… a word ingrained in every shard
of my psyche and my body.The Musters For War
These vassals
and workers
obeying the king
obeying their lord,
obeying their masters
obeying them all.Mag-aapat na dekada ng EDSA
Nararamdaman pa kaya ng Lipunan ang diwa ng EDSA?
Sa loob ng tatlumpu’t siyam na taon, may kilig pa rin ba at hiwaga?Love, a memory
Am at the withered edges of a journey. At the end…
Three Poems
Night after night I was
on the edge of madness.
There was a tiny chance
I would not stay sane.soul-siphoned woe
SOUL-SIPHONED WOE -estefaaano-writes – Thumb-traced landscapes of sorrow, electric rivers…
