PhotoPoetry 2019

Entry #2moon[1]

Daily Prompt: Bounty

via Daily Prompt: Bounty

Bounty is a word that is synonymous with overflowing, prosperity and gratitude.  The last word, most describes the word.  When we feel gratitude, love is overflowing inside us.  When there is contentment in the most essential things.  Then we are indeed bountiful.

Have a bountiful celebration with Christ in your heart, whatever your circumstance and wherever you are celebrating this season.

Christmas is felt more than seen.  It is in our hearts.  And may we share it even to the less privileged and the downtrodden.  That is what Christmas is all about.   Sharing Christ to the ones we meet.


Looking forward to a bountiful New Year too!




10 Curly Disasters

10 Curly Disasters

I have always been kinky hair when I was small.  But it used to be my asset.  It runs in the family specifically in the lineage of my father.  My father is also curly hair, the same with my aunt, two uncles in the paternal side.

But when I tried to straighten it when I was in first year college, at that time when curling chemicals do not have treatments.  My hair sufferred a lot and it never went back to its original form.

But I love my curly thick hair.  But in the  Philippines you would always encounter people who would ask you why don’t you have it rebond?

We were too conditioned that a beautiful hair is straight long hair.   Here are my ten curly disasters:

  1. It is always a jerk when you pass the parlor and the gay staff would say, “ Day, rebond mo hair mo?”

As if he will be the one to pay for it.

  1. Too thick, it is like a wig.

One time, my classmates in high school noticed that my hair is like a wig.  It was thick and not frizzy that time.  Now that I am grown- up I realize that my God gave me a thick hair so as to even donate. I was thinking of donating my hair for a cause.

  1. Frizzy

My hair has been frizzy ever since.  Someone would asks, Mahangin ba sa labas?”  ( Is it windy outside).  And I answered, “Yes”.

  1. Prone to dandruff.

I thought before I am the only one who suffers from dandruff but when my officemates before, who has a curly hair told me that she also suffer from such.  Then I realized I am not alone in this lot.

  1. Bangs is not the usual fashion.

When I was younger, I would try to have bangs and also the spike one.  I could say that I can go about it.  But now, I have a difficulty styling it because it tends to get curly.

  1. Combs sometimes get damaged.

It is not easy to comb.  You have to do it patiently.  How many times I have to buy the comb because it gets damage with use.

  1. Did you comb your hair?It goes with the wind.

I would always make a blank stare with this question.    As it can go from north to south and east to west, depending on the direction of the wind.

  1. Relaxing hair 

I never relaxed my hair more than twice, because after three days, it goes back to its normal self.  So what a waste of money.  Make sure that when you do this, you have to have it hot oil or else it will get dry.  And you may not recover it immediately.

  1. Straightening Products or Equipments

I only straighten my hair during occasions. The first was during a Christmas party.  Of course, they did not recognize me immediately.  I won the awards for Star of the Night.

Other than two occasions, I do not do it because it can be damaged with over heating.  And it is not advisable either.

  1. Until one day I just make the most of it.

They do not have it anyway.  My schoolmate in the graduate school told me that if I am in Vietnam, I would be very beautiful to their standards.  I learned that 95 % of Vietnamese women have straight hair.


Wow!  I would be a rarity in that country.  So I must as well embrace my curly hair.





20 Random Facts About Me

The challenge today is to write 20 random facts about myself.

  1.  I am pesco-vegetarian since 2007
  2. I have a dog named Spotify
  3. I love to eat bitter gourd
  4. I love writing poetry
  5. I am a book lover and the first book that touched me most was El Filibusterismo and Noli Me Tangere by Jose Rizal
  6. My name is a combi of my Dad and my Mom’s name
  7. I study well in a garden
  8. I am detail oriented
  9. My favorite subject in elementary is Math
  10. I love gardening so much

11.  I love dancing since childhood

12.  My favorite male perfume is musk

13.  I was a muse of our library club in primary school

14.  I love crafts and personalized cards

15.  I am a hopeless romantic

16.  The first country I visited was Malaysia

17.  I have worked in a migrant non government organization run by the Good Shepherd Sisters

18.  My dream in college is to visit around the Philippines more than going abroad

19.  I thrive on chaos

20.  I love self help books



It was tough doing this challenge.  Why don’t you do this yourself too.









Boracay after the Island Rehabilitation



I was curious how does the island look now that it has been rehabilitated.  Luckily my friends got to see each other.  you see, we have a hard time seeing each other in Manila as when I am there it is mostly business and surprisingly, we met in Boracay.

Being in Aklanon, I did not have a hard time entering the island as I thought it would be considering the restrictions of the government.  I just presented my Voters ID indicating that I am a native and a voter in fact.


The most noticeable portion is there is not much congestion compared to my last visit in May of 2017.  Now, I can have more breathing space.  I got to basked in the sand without that difficulty in getting space because no more reclining chairs in the beach front.


Not much partying at night, though there is still bar music.  How I wish Boracay would maintain its less traffic considering the devastations that it incurred due to high volume of tourist entering the island.  With the limited carrying capacity that the island could have, it is just proper to regulate the establishments and the volume of tourists to be able to preserve it for the future generations and for sustainable tourism.


The next morning, had some swim, but it was more enjoyable, as no much competition in terms of space.  The water is still crystal clear but the sand I think is still smooth but not as white as I used to imagine it.


I do not want to touch much on politics for this entry and I would say that I enjoyed my stay there albeit short.  Anyway, Boracay is just an hour bus ride away from our place.



Sometimes it takes an unplanned meeting and it turned out the best for us.  When the universe just conspires to be in one place.



Lake Sebu – A Cultural Feast and a Hideaway from the Urban Scape



One of the most geographically endowed municipality I have ever visited in the Philippines is Lake Sebu in South Cotabato. A lake surrounded by mountains and forests. The landscape is part of the domain of Allah Valley. A home to indigenous peoples from T’boli, Manobo, Terurays and Ubos. Its forests are a habitat to deers and birds such as kingfishers, herons, egrets and others.

I was able to go there due to work assignment with an international research organization. These area is covered by the study. And I would say that it so rich not only geographically but also culturally.

Although It was a short visit, I was mesmerized by the place and I promise myself, I would go back there.

Home to an endemic tilapia, Lake Sebu is the biggest among three lakes in the area, approximately 380 hectares in area.



The famous tinalak, a cloth is usually made in T’boli. Art is visible in the crafts from furnitures, handicraft and their dances and movements. If you want to traverse the lake, you can have it through the floating restaurant managed by Punta Isla Resort. By the way, the only means of transportation in the interior is thru habal-habal or motorcycle.



Morning is foggy and so serene due to the lake’s presence. There is really a lot to explore in this place considered as a cultural landscape by UNESCO.


From Marbel, the travel would take about an hour. But I assure you it is really worth it.




You are like that sunset at Cavelossim Beach

No, not the first time I saw you
But the second glance
That countenance

Slowly we became lovers
Entering the world of colour
Filled with Magenta and plum

The first kiss,
The first time
We explored the waves of our bodies,
In its ebb and flow

Your smell , like the kiwi in its sourness
But leaves a bite
To this untouched forests of desires

The rawness of your lips
Touching me in the half dark
The shoulders that envelope my frailness

We were finding artifacts
The ethnography of our being,
Oh why the sky was so different in its hues
Conversing every love is unique
Leaving footprints

In my soul forever.


Seeing the Familiar with an Unfamiliar Eyes

There is a tendency for us to neglect the familiar. Sometimes it takes an outsider to appreciate what we have in our surroundings.   I have been a local tourist.  Before dreaming of going to other countries, my one dream is to see the majority of the scenic spots of my beautiful country Philippines.


With 7,100 islands, archipelagic and with summer and rainy season, it is one of the best place on planet Earth.


Not only as a tourist, but also in terms of products, I devour locally made products. And I promise to participate or contribute something in my own locale.


That is part of knowing one’s origin and being grounded in my roots.

Sweet November

November just passed away without a glitch.  November is my birth month.  When I was in elementary, I would read the horoscope in the library, I was reading the predictions for Sagitarrius.   But when I reached high school, I became Scorpio.  I would consider myself a clusp.


November 21  is the Feast of the Presentation of the Lord.  Also, the birthday of my grandmother named Presentacion.  In the olden days, children are named according to the feast or the saint they were born with.  Good, my mother did not named me Presentacion  II.  Lol!  My name was invented from the combination of my mother and father’s name.  Edison and Angelina, they just put an R to make in sounds better.

November is also the birth of my loved one and a lot of things happened. We were born a week apart.


My friend who is older by me by 13 years was born on the same month, so we got to celebrate our birthdays together.


November, is also the month of remembering dear loved ones in heaven.


So November is really a celebration of life and the lives of those who have passed this earth.   A celebration of hello and goodbye.  But life is just like that, a coming and going.  What is important is we live our mission well.