PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

If you really want to enjoy your vacation,then do it the grand way, and I mean the way I would have it. A dozen and a half to be exact,we were all in all,ages ranging from 2 to 62.I have been to this place but like what I said, the company you keep does make a lot of difference.From the time we arrived at the resort, I knew we were going to have a blast, the sea was calm, the food was great, and the people were a mixture of red, white and brown.



Of course you have to see the smallest monkeys, with the biggest eyes that stares at you for a lifetime,and the way they clutches at the vine of the trees, whose heart will not melt at a sight like this.They said not to hold them cuz they scare easy but when no one was watching, and I touched it's ears, he smiled and winked at me, so sometimes be naughty and don't follow the rules, there are just two things that can happen to you, you either live to be a proper human being and never knowing what you missed or die happy wishing there were more no's to test.



Don't miss the Chocolate Hills that looks like the Hersheys

kisses, they abound the place and it's a mortal sin not to smile when the camera's are clicking.On top of that mountain, you can easily imagine what eternity is.



And at the end of the day, when we were hungry and tired, we thought that was it, only to be serenaded by beautiful children with their magical voices playing with their small ukelelies, while  cruising a lake in a wooden boat.Amidst the lullaby we cruised the river, and stared at the beauty of what God has created.A rainbow of colors greets your gaze, of lights they scattered to magnify the trees,the flowers were peeping as if to tease and beckons for us to take a peek.A small waterfalls meets you at the end, but we were so lucky since the waters were glistening cuz during that night we were accompanied by the moon light.



And in the evenings, while drinking our wine,we lay in the sand, and there with her as our audience, we memorize our lines and aloud we sing her our poems. Poems of love, unrequited or not, happy or sad, crazy or teasing, ridiculous or loving.We do it without questions, to this beautiful full moon, cuz with her,she  made this vacation one of the best.    



Oh! the poems we uttered cannot be forgotten,cuz if you have to know we are all struggling poets.



           The Fly... By: Charito Varias



                Pak,a swat, Pak

                The fly is dead



           Oh! This is insanity... By: Myrna Ramos



                Oh! how do i forget

                this is insanity

                let me drink my tea





           The Scientist... By: All



                he has to prove a point

                he has to know the answer

                he had to cut off one leg

                of the poor spider it is

                then he ordered it to jump

                and the poor spider did

                he cut off another leg

                and ordered the spider to jump

                and again the poor spider did

                until he finished off with only

                one leg left, and all the time

                the spider jumped

                with only one left leg,he ordered

                the spider to jump, but alas! it

                does not jump anymore



                therefore he concluded, with only

                one leg, all spiders become deaf!!!



                         The End