Month: September 2020

The Survivor…

by : bacardi gold
29/09/2020



suffer the daily cries of stress
reactions to praise and hurting pressures
applauds and criticisms for my courage to grow
even on a near – death body
my parent mother craved for the mud below

managed to leaf on my mother’s node
despite her being unkindly strangled
together with other members of my kind
afloat all of our lives on the lake’s water
raft for humans, not knowing to evolve after

but what can leaves of an offspring can do
no soil to give rise of my maturing roots
dripping on the water which i hungered for a land
to see my future nodal buds of my own
giving life to another bamboo, humans have known …

strip us of the strings that bind us without mercy
bring us to the forest where we can thrive freely
or to a soil where a caretaker can keep us trimmed
control our growth, to be small in a pot, we could be decorative
in the forest we could be giants, in a home we could be petite…

-o0o-

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Haiku # 14 – Prose/Water

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Three fourths of the earth’s surface is water. The ocean is a body of water and it composes the earth’s hydrosphere. It is salt water on the surface of our earth. All elevated lands can be covered by the earth’s oceans. Humans need water for survival and so with other floras and faunas. Our body is 60 per cent water and our brain is 70 per cent. We need water to stay hydrated for the day. So we must drink 8 glasses of 8 ounces of water everyday. Rain can be a good source of drinking water if properly harvested. I drank two glasses of water last night before I sleep. It was a deep sleep that I swam the ocean in my dream. Under the droplets of rain, the dream went on. My ceiling had a leak and rain water was dripping on my crouch. In the middle of the sleep I was wet all over my hips and had to change my brief and pajamas while the roaring rain of dawn cursed.


H A I K U # 14 – WATER



water in my dream

an ocean’s mists in the night

roaring rains of dawn

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To tell a story…

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foggy mind, rainy thoughts
strolling the boulevard of emptiness
waiting for the dawning of vastness
that deals with the saturation of reflections

as they come and go in the realm of the senses
as they stream along inside the empty shell
words struggled to remain in a silver minute
have vanished and gone in a golden second

flight of fancy scouting for precious words
suited for the collective thoughts of ideas
weaving a story that your mind creates
is like making a bedding without cloth, needle and thread

in a moment wanted words came rushing
in the Sahara now flows water in a stream
clear minds have caught up with inspiration
to write a story needs a solitary isolation…







Photography # 20 – Betel Nut Palm Tree

We have this palm at home and when the fruits are ripe they fall down from the tree and grow just beside it. They need to be replanted because they grow a few inches from one another. They need distance to have a good fully grown tree.

Betel Nut or Areca Catechu, a native to India, Asia, Philippines, and other parts of Africa. Its benefits in consuming these nuts include, mental alertness, boost energy levels, euphoria, stamina, boost appetite and aids digestion. Studies show that there are side effects in the use of these nuts.

My Mind… I Function…

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i am a part of the body
of the conscious being
that thinks and perceives
i am reflected in your memory
emotions, choices, sensations, desires
i am involve in remembering
deciding, considering, evaluating

when i see you, i’m drawn at your direction
when i hear you speak, i listen
when i touch your hand, it warms
when i glance at you, your eyes meet mine
when i kiss your lips, it softens into mallows
and when you smile at me
i function quick as a wink

sadness and tears defeat me
i give up the war
i surrender to your heartaches
to your anguish and grief
even in your lonely self
i function to offer you relief

this is my mind
together with my heart
i ‘ll conquer the world
just to be with you…
i love you !
i really do !








Travel – There are no witches in Capiz…

When we were on the road for a tour of nearby province of Capiz, in Panay Island, Philippines, after a seemingly fruitful plan of buying pineapples on the roadside, we decided to proceed to a beach resort where we could rest for a while after the long drive. We were not familiar with the place so we asked people from the street to direct us to a beach resort nearby. We drove and drove until we got to spot a resort. This was unplanned so, whatever it was, so be it. And these are what we got.

CAPIZ, is a province in the central section of Western Visayas. Its location at the northeastern portion of Panay island made it a top producer of seafood products such as, prawns, milkfish, blue marlin, squids, oysters, seaweeds, and angel wings. The wide expanse of swampy lands that were converted into fishponds plus its 80 kilometers of coastline are the sources of the aquamarine products making the province the “Seafood Capital of the Philippines”.

Capiz is always on the top list when people talk about witches, spirits, and ghosts of the local folklore. We don’t believe the stories about “aswangs” I guess our elders told stories about them just to scare the children, so they would be home earlier. It’s my opinion though, I was also scared driving in the middle of the night. So, in the afternoon of 2PM we made our exit from the scene. We would still drive in 5 to 6 hours home.

We ate our dinner at the Iloilo-Capiz border at a roadside restaurant. Home was still 2 hours drive.