Rizal's Day @ San Enrique, Negros Occidental

StoneHill: Never A Hill but It's Christmas!

I had a chance to visit a place in Bacolod City they call Stonehill. Honestly, I am never interested with condominiums or whatever they call places where elites of the city live. I'd rather watch the sunset and be amazed of God's painting in the sky. I am most fascinated with the colors of the flowers on the roadside or in a garden. However my colleagues took me to the place last December 14, 2019 as part of our Christmas adventure.

Stonehill ( Stonehill Suites- Bacolod) according to  Facebook is a tribute for Bacolod City of the wealthy and famous Jerry Sy. https://www.facebook.com/stonehillsuites/ What amazed me of the place is the idea of sharing to people like me who really cannot afford to spend much travelling for a good view. The Christmas atmosphere in the place is free for everyone to behold and somehow it made me see joy in the eyes of those children there who were having fun and really enjoying the bounty of light for Christmas.

Thank you, Mr. Jerry Sy!

Let there be MAGIC: MAGIKLand, Silay City, Negros Occidental

Once a sleepy sugarcane field
Now a fascinating place
For everyone.

Be in awe
Watch
Indulge
Take the rides
Be a child
Live the child in you!

Moments of fun
Candid spirits
Release the stress
Breath out
Relive the child in you!

KAMPANA CAFE- Bacolod: Mirror and Shadow of the Past

Re- create

Of long time ago

Wish I have time to go through and edit this piece. My mind.. my heart.. my soul.. :)

https://poetrypoem.com/cgi-bin/index.pl?poemnumber=1281487&sitename=steelbutterfly1&poemoffset=0&displaypoem=t&item=poetry

Sige Na

Hawakan mo ang aking kamay , hindi naman talaga ako mahina ngunit gusto ko lang mararamdaman na naroroon ka at kailangan mo rin ako dahil nandito ako at kailangan kita....

Mahal kita, gusto kitang hintayin, isipin, kausapin sa aking isip, alagaan kung maaari at nalulungkot akong hindi.
Gusto kong masaya na akong isipin na mahal lang kita at hanggang doon lang yon, ngunit masakit, at gusto ko rin sanang mahal mo ako.. at ako'y nalulungkot dahil siguro.., hindi..

Bakit may mga pagmamahal na hindi maaaring tugunan,
At may pagmamahal na hindi maaaring tanggapin kung ganoong
Ang mundo ay nauuhaw at salat na nito?
Bakit kailangan maging masakit kung ang pagmamahal ay napakaganda?

Ahhh.. wala sa akin ang sagot.. hindi ko alam,
Hindi ko ninais ngunit kusa ko lang naramdaman. Hindi ko
Binigyang katwiran…
Buong tapang ang aking puso na sumuong sa isang bagyong
Nagdala ng mga ulang manhid at hanging hindi nakikinig…

Buong tapang akong sumubok magdala ng init at liwanag
Sa isang malamig at madilim na bahay-kabibi ng isang ermitanyang
Namumuhay sa kanyang takot at pag-iisa….

Hawakan mo ang aking kamay , hindi naman talaga ako mahina
Ngunit gusto ko lang mararamdaman na naroroon ka
At kailangan mo rin ako dahil nandito ako at kailangan kita....

Wala.. ito'y isang bulong na umalingaw-ngaw sa disyertong
Walang maaaring dumayo kundi ang nagtatago at nakamaskara,
Isang mapanglaw na sigaw na hindi kayang ibigkas ng mga salita

Mahal kita, gusto kitang hintayin, isipin, kausapin sa aking isip, alagaan kung maaari at....
Nalulungkot akong hindi maaari.
Gusto kong masaya na akong isipin na mahal lang kita at hanggang doon lang yon,
Ngunit masakit,
At gusto ko rin sanang mahal mo ako.. at ako'y nalulungkot dahil siguro'y, hindi..


Ahhh.. wala sa akin ang sagot.. hindi ko alam,
Hindi ko ninais ngunit kusa ko lang naramdaman.
Hindi ko binigyang katwiran
Buong tapang ang aking puso na sumuong sa isang bagyong
Nagdala ng mga ulang manhid at hanging hindi nakikinig

Wala lang.. yon na lang,
Hanggang doon na lang,
Sige na, paalam.

Of long time ago

https://poetrypoem.com/cgi-bin/index.pl?poemnumber=1281535&sitename=steelbutterfly1&poemoffset=0&displaypoem=t&item=poetry

I own this page in one of the websites I used to visit and stay before.


Child, Princess, Woman..

Love comes to me like a child
With too many wishes,
Dreams are free, they are not bought;
Wishes come to amuse me;
I am no longer a child
But there is this child in me
Wanting, waiting eagerly for a dream
Like a candy coated promise

Promises.. promises
Love comes with many promises
Like a garden of roses and a box of chocolate
To please my childish spirit;
I am butterfly free but wanting a home
To rest my wandering soul,
True and faithful!

Shattered rainbows, tattered memories
Woven in loneliness, of promises unsettled
And debts unpaid
Crushed my childish spirit;
Challenged who I am.

Do you know me?
I am a woman who never has been afraid
To change the world from what they believed;
I loved, I cared, I nurtured;
I stood tall against the trickeries of life
Through storms and rains and broken dreams.
I was also princess, not merely a child of long ago;
My spirit was free and it shall always be,
Child, princess, woman
I am never afraid to dare for a dream!

Love comes indeed like a new morning
With lots of hopes and promises;
Comes sun or storm, I am the woman in me,
The princess in me, the child in me.
Ever dreaming and free!

Love the love

Number your days
And your blessings
By the petals of these flowers
And surely
You will have countless
Treasures to behold.

Love your days.
Love your love.

Getting Real, Huh?

I found my facebook post last August 5, 2018.

I decided to force separation after a 10 year unhappy marriage. This despite five children left to me. Everyone who saw me before and sees me now would be quick to judge that I made the right decision. Yes, I have a life that I deserve and I am happy to have it. I love my grandkids and they showered me with so much love.

Human as I am, there are moments of frustrations that come through some interactions. I am not an island. I know that I have some weak points still, that I perfectly imperfect. NonetheIess, I also stand with a conviction that I am truthful to myself and I can face myself and anyone without shame of who I am- and to have somebody beside my bed is not the definition of my wishes and wants. I can live with so many blissful thinking and I can always be happy  with my grandkids and with true friends most times.

PADAYAW

PADAYAW is also another Hiligaynon word that means to show off; like being vain and ostentatious- one would always make padayaw to  stand out and tell others, Here I am, look at me, I can show something.

 Nagpadayaw si Bulak kay Adlaw nga nagayuhom,

Nagliki-liki, nagkiay kiay, ginpakita ang kagayon,

Ginhumlad ang duag, duag nga masanag,

Yuhum-yuhom ang kalipay maaninag

Padayaw nga padayaw, gintago ang kamingaw,

Ang kasubo, ang kahidlaw sa dughan nga ginapung-aw;

Sige saot sa dupoy dupoy sang hangin nga mabugnaw;

Sige, lingaw-lingaw, ang katahum ipadayaw!

Pabay-i ang kasubo, kalimti ang panghayhay;

Tagu-a sa baul ang imo  pagmahay

Ang maskara isuksok, magkadlaw nga may kaham-ot;

Pabay-i ang mga nagatulok-tulok

Ipangilay kag mag agda sang kalipay nga bug-os.

Bata on nga kabuhi may handum nga masanag

Ang panumduman anaron sa tan aw sang sitwasyon nga may banaag

Ang kasubo sa pinsar bayluhan sang pagbinagbinag

Indi kinahanglan sa madulom ikaw ang maanad.

Ako bata sa inyo panulok apang may panan awon

Ang kapalaran sa kabuhi na sandig sa kon ano ang unod sang isip naton

Ang kadalag an ukon kalutosan ara lamang sa paminsaron

Kon kita pirmi nagakusmod kapierdihan gid lamang ang aton maangkon.

Gani…

Ipadayaw ang yuhom, matam is kag magayon

Ako lin ay, prinsesa sang tatay kag nanay nakon

Ginatulok ang kalibutan nga may maayo nga handum

Para sa masanag ka palaabuton.

Nagpadayaw si Bulak kay Adlaw nga nagayuhom,

Nagliki-liki, nagkiay kiay, ginpakita ang kagayon,

Ginhumlad ang duag, duag nga masanag,

Yuhum-yuhom ang kalipay maaninag!

MIDWAY to the SUN

San Enrique.
Midway to the south of Negros Occidental.
Ceres bus will take you there at punch 0 to 36 km.
You will never get lost.

A sleepy town that thrives unnoticed.
Just a place
Perhaps of faded mem'ries of long ago
When the sun stood amid the sky
Watching stretched arms grasping the plows
Bowed heads of brown men soaked in muds
With their tamed beast of the earth...

Midway the sun
San Enrique rises...

KATAHUM

I wrote this Binalaybay years back and I am pretty amazed that this has been used in several recitation contest. Binalaybay is a Hiligaynon term for poem. I am not really adept in the technicalities of writing. My information has been fading away. One thing I discovered getting older: I don't really care about much ados or whatever because I always get tired reading especially directions. Well I don't know... perhaps it is just because my optometrist is waiting for me to pay her a visit.

Here is KATAHUM:

Katahum sang dagat sa aton palibot

Balud nagalagsanay, wala dulug-dulog,

Nagayuhum-yuhom nga daw abyan sa kalipay nagabuylog,

Nagadala paglaum sa dughan nga may kahamuot!

Ang malinong nga dagat daw sa duyan nagakatulog,

Ginauguy-ugoy sang hangin nga dili mabaskog,

Nagadamgo sang matahum sa iya kahamuok,

Makawiwili nga tamdon sang akon panulok!

Katahum sang mga bulak, sa adlaw nagakadlaw,

Nagahatag katawhay sa panumduman ko nagatamyaw,

Wala sang tinaga nga makahatag sang pagdayaw,

Kabulakan nga matahum, nagapaindis-indis, nagapalabaw-labaw!

Katahum sang mga uhay sa malapad nga kaumhan,

Nagasaot sang mahinay sa huyop sang hangin nga amihan,

Ginabatiti sang adlaw, sang ulan kag tun-og ginaatipan,

Sang balhas ginaabunyagan kag saang kakapoy ginaamligan!

Katahum nga sang dughan, sang dughan lang mabatyagan,

Katahum ngaa ginhatag sang Diyos aagud aton tipigan,

Dagat, kabulakan, kakahuyan, kaumhan;

Paglaum, kabuhi, panaad sang kabuganaan!