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AQUAGRAMPS

Sharing Thoughts through Drawings, Cooking, and Writing

Visionary M

Visionary M

The thunder

The lightning

A brave new world

Awaits for all

Hear her out

Oh yea neglected ladies and sirs

Some of you

I hear, need that push

She’s the thunder

She’s the lightning

The idea

The bulb

She will start you off with your story

On what you see far off

On what you dream

She then measures you up after

She will guide

She will lead you

She will see something good out of you

If only you make it so

Know this

She’s the thunder

She’s the lightning

Brave it out

Face her, the fervent storm

Work it out

Make the connection

And yea will see

That she will show you the light

The possibilities just at arms reach

Know this

She’s the thunder

She’s the lightning

Brave it out

Face her, the fervent storm

You will guide

Lead yourself

Believe that things are possible

Give yourself that chance

Visionary M

The thunder

The lightning

Brave new world

Awaits for all

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“Anty” Cheese Sandwich

Some kind soul

Just today

Offers a “yummy” sample

Of cheese between wheat

Sprinkled with busy ants

 

Some kind soul

And I don’t know

When I was off a moment

To return in wonder

 

Some kind soul

Was kind to leave it

On my desk with them ants

Ants seeking an escape

 

Probably the sandwich

Was not to their taste

And I share their doubts

I kept it in a bag

 

Some kind soul

Your offer if it were

I pass

To let ants have a chance

 

Between escape or a yummy repast

Altine

In every image you appear unique
and the same charming, Altine

The Sassy Intellect

You got my attention
At your mention of a word,
Astral Projection
Brings a smile in my face

The Promising Teacher

You got my attention
Your poise, your voice
Full of confidence
Brings a smile in my face

Boyish yet Alluring Woman

You got my attention
Second time around you look just awesome
Wearing your hair down
Brings a smile in my face

The Soul behind your eyes

You got my attention
Time stops whenever I look with some courage
At those Altine eyes
Brings a smile in my face

In every image you appear unique
and the same charming, Altine

A Friend’s Blazer

I’m not feeling well
My favourite wear
A black blazer
Was this morning
Smoked
 
I’m smellin like gray carbon
Those near me I see noses wrinkle
I can tell
And they ponder where
Such an odour
Familiar
 
From streets
Riding open jeeps
Such an odour
Familiar
Presses the senses
 
I’m not feeling well
My favourite wear
A black blazer
Was this morning
Smoked
 
Left now to hang and me bearing the chill
So those near me may not fret
I can sadly go on working
Be not harangue by what others can tell of
Such an odour
Familiar
 
From streets
Riding open jeeps
Such an odour
Familiar like smog
Presses the senses
Jeepney smoke…

Crossing EDSA

I am hesitant
Some may call this madness
My mind races as I recall
Events past

O Maring! Why bring me here of all places?!
Your coming fury at that time
Places my being in a predicament here in Ortigas station
Where my life some say hangs

On my focus to the other side
OH! Of my need to get cross a road so wide
Over one roaring, speeding, vehicle to another
Yet paradise is across

I hesitate
Calculating the risks
Oh why Maring! Why!??
I dare step…

One of the monsters far away
Seems to eye me
And charges forth
Quickly I ran
I scat not minding of what awaits me
I got no time

On my focus to the other side
OH! Of my need to get cross a road so wide
Over one roaring, speeding, vehicle to another
Yet paradise is across

Another tries to veer away
The thought of my bloody remains
Splattered on wheel and axle
Shudders in the thoughts
Of the passengers within
My goal

On my focus to the other side
OH! Of my need to get cross a road so wide
Over one roaring, speeding, vehicle to another
Yet paradise is across

I ran
And made it across miraculously
I scat and gave some fright
To pedestrians of to work

I ran, I made it
I scat
I’m just one dirty lucky rat…

Natural Smoothy Green

Natural smoothly green

How rare a find in troubled times

Prepared by

Scooping and then mashed to creamy texture

Assembled then

Sweetened

Then chilled

I try some after lunch

Skims down to my belly

So refreshing and cool

Natural smoothly green

Guaranteed formula favorite

 

Flat Lines

Has it ever come to you
When things just seemed to be still?
Things that cling to you?
A field of rut surrounds thee
Where minutes pass before you notice
The hours have as well
Sum up the day a waste

A flat line tone hums in your head
What happened to your day?
Where has thy energies gone?
No answers. None come.

Has it ever come to you
The cry to do more. To act
When directions are not properly plotted
Across seas of endless possibilities
The route taken stale
Where constellations vanish before you notice
The night sky darkens as well
Sum up the journey a waste

A flat line tone hums in your head
What happened to your day?
Where have the stars gone?
Nothing but blackness. None come

5 Angels Going to Work

A merry start

Of my coming to work

On a bleak August morn

 

My grey path

Cut by the passing visages

Of angels five

Two a waiting

By Dragon Cuisine

Three fleeting

As I wait to a light

By MRT

 

Two a waiting

One cropped blue

Another in pinkish violet

Dolls both mesmerizing

Inviting all to dine on

Dimsum plates galores

All smiles

These two

Makes every bit

More satisfying

Appetizing

On glimpsing

One cropped blue

Another in pinkish violet

Dolls both mesmerizing

 

Three fleeting

Hair cropped short

And wearing faces

Liken to Freya’s own

They move with purpose

Each her own way

Waiting on lines

Faces grim

But rain drops slow

When one looks at each

And notice beauty longing

In spite

Of the long wait to

A light the MRT

Three fleeting

Hair cropped short

And wearing faces

Liken to Freya’s own

 

To live the moment

At the merry end

On my coming from work

On a bleak August morn

SHE on Rainy Afternoons

Let us put it that SHE
I fondly recall
Of rainy afternoons
Over at least 2 bitter octanes
I sip
While I sit
I Think
I fondly would recall SHE

A distraction that passes my thoughts
And sometimes stirs my heart

Like most distractions that disturb my days
Of late I must say
Of her
Simple and Quiet disposition
Makes the day
My days of late in fact
Easy to bear

A distraction that passes my thoughts
And sometimes stirs my heart

Like most distractions that disturb my days
She stands out
Of her
Queeriness and weak constitution
Her appetite
Needs attention if not
She faints

A distraction that passes my thoughts
And now sadly stirs my heart

Like most distractions that disturb my days
I put her out of my mind
Of her
Heart is with another
SHE Forgive me
My days of late in fact
Are not that easy to bear

A distraction that passes my thoughts

Over at least 2 bitter octanes
I sip
While I sit
I Think
I fondly would recall SHE

Of rainy afternoons

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