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    <description>At the Coffee Table...</description>
    <lastBuildDate>Fri, 17 Aug 2007 23:20:03 PDT</lastBuildDate>
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    <copyright>Copyright 2007.</copyright>
    <category>Arts</category>
    <category>Poetry</category>
    <category>Friends</category>
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      <title>Upside Down</title>
      <link>http://gerchuy.blogdrive.com/archive/54.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 17 Aug 2007 15:15:39 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Kagabi, sa mumunting hilamos ng ulan
Muling nadama ang tawag ng puso

Animo'y anong lapit ko na, marahil
Sa layo ng iyong landas
Abo't kamay na't isang langit
Pa rin ang pagitan

Patawad, 'di ko alam kung saan
O paano magsisimula

Hinihiling sa Bathala na sana'y
Nariyan ka sa mga mahiwagang sulyap
Sa bawat tamis ng ngiti
Bawat lambing ng galaw
Bawat nakakabighaning tinig
Ng pusong iyong ibinilanggo

At ngayon, kapiling ko lamang ang bituin
Maingat na naikubli mula sa pag-iyak ng langit
Nagtatanong kung bakit ako nag-iisa...

Luha't ngiti lamang ang aking naging tugon


 


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      <title>Treasures Part X: A Personal Roda</title>
      <link>http://gerchuy.blogdrive.com/archive/53.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 12 Dec 2006 06:04:05 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
    Her moonlight descended like a gentle novo com 
  senhora,  hands flowing down my tear-laden cara 
  as I sat here in the velvety sands of our  praia. O 
vento played a few deep toques before  finally 
whispering &quot;It's time.&quot; With minha alma a li'l bit 
heavy, I lifted my head and  looked at her for the 
last. After stripping my pes of their hamayabas, 
I  released e uma respiracao profunda and slowly 
dragged my naked feet onto where  the sands 
embraced them. I knelt and gave my respects to 
Deus before I laid out  for a queda de rins. And 
from there, everything else flowed out,... (more)</description>
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      <title>At Sana Sa Aking Pagbabalik...</title>
      <link>http://gerchuy.blogdrive.com/archive/52.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 30 Nov 2006 14:43:05 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
                                                                                     Ngayon.  Narito.
  Nasaktan.  Pagkakamali.
  Kay  tagal. Kailan?
  Sino ako  na ika'y paghintayin?
   
  Isa pang  pagkakataon.
  Pagsusumamo.  Pagbigyan.
  Sana  mayroong isa pa
  'Pagkat  alam mo.
  At alam  mo...
        Na  minahal kita
  At  mamahalin pa rin.
  Magpahanggang  ngayon
  Ikaw ang  ibig.
  Kay tagal  kong nawalay...
  Kahit sa  panaginip
  Ika'y  nasa aking piling
  Doo'y di  na muling nagkalayo.
  'Di na  muling mabubuhay
  Kung 'di  ka na masisilayan pa.                                  ... (more)</description>
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      <title>Treasures Part IX: Moving On</title>
      <link>http://gerchuy.blogdrive.com/archive/51.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 21 Nov 2006 05:15:15 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
     It has  been a very long time since I've updated my banana 

leaf journal. I've been  quite immersed building a small kayak, 

and now it's almost done. I'm moving  out--moving on, in my 

life. On  the other side of the shoreline, I heard it  calling out to 

me.  I saw it lain out to sea one day after chasing Alice's  

rabbit,  about  twenty full moons ago. It must have led me there 

on purpose. I  think the right time has arrived for another chapter 

to unravel,  whatever that  might be. I've been here long enough 

and  many things have already happened. I  hope that... (more)</description>
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      <title>Para Kay Aia</title>
      <link>http://gerchuy.blogdrive.com/archive/50.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 15 Sep 2006 05:56:43 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
                            Hindi ako kasinggaling mo sa talinghaga
  Heto pa nga ako't nauutal sa aking mga salita
  Subalit ang utal man ay marunong ding manindigan
  Mula sa isinisigaw ng kanyang nadarama
  Hindi man kasing-makata tulad ng talumpati
  Sincere naman kahit papaano…                                 Hindi ako marunong tumugtog ng gitara
  Siguradong may paglalamayan kung susubukin ko
  Subalit marunong naman akong humaplos ng luha
  Upang maibsan ang problema na iyong dinadala
  Hayaan mong ialay ko na lamang ang aking mga kamay
  Kung kinakailangan mo ng magbibigay lakas ng... (more)</description>
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      <title>declarations</title>
      <link>http://gerchuy.blogdrive.com/archive/49.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 06 Sep 2006 03:46:31 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>to you, who bothers me
tease my heart, your sweet words
and let the bees feast on it;
try as i may, none a distance too far--
far enough from you--my love

please stare not, your lovely gaze--
finds me nowhere, everywhere;
despite this agony, still--
can't help coming back to you

just a smile, your lips
and i'm down on my knees
your tender embrace, hands on mine
and i'm yours, once again
i can't fight it, i won't

my heart is yours, and yours alone









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      <title>The Chillout Project</title>
      <link>http://gerchuy.blogdrive.com/archive/48.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 21 Jun 2006 06:34:37 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
 Presente: dissequer a jolie chose et en coulisse...
  






















     La Fin. *whew*    
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      <title>Confessions</title>
      <link>http://gerchuy.blogdrive.com/archive/47.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 10 May 2006 01:53:05 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
 Her baby-face, porcelain delicate soft skin
Warm breath in a slow cacophony of heartbeat
Somewhat excited, anxiously waiting, a bit frustrated
Of love, life, or its slacken? 

I may never know...

It was such a brief acquaintance, silent feelings
Stolen glances, words unspoken, hidden meanings
Funny awkwardness, silly thoughts, conceited 
Unassuming, asking for something we don't know
Laid back, almost comfortably, half-dazed, wondering
Shoulders locked, pretty toes on gorgeous legs, again.
Inviting neckline, tracing her collarbone, velvety hair
Toned angles, glossed lips, defenseless arms... (more)</description>
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      <title>The Good-Morrow</title>
      <link>http://gerchuy.blogdrive.com/archive/46.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 27 Apr 2006 09:04:09 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
 I wonder by my troth, what thou and I did 'til we loved?
Were we not weaned 'til then,
But sucked of country pleasures, childishly?
Or snorted we in the Seven Sleeper's den?  'Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be;
If ever any beauty I did see,
Which I desired and got,
'Twas but a dream of thee.

And now good-morrow to our waking souls,
Which watch not one another out of fear;
For love all love of other sights controls,
And makes one little room in everywhere.  Let sea-discoverers to distant worlds have gone;
Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown;
Let us possess one world;... (more)</description>
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      <title>Tonight I Drowned In You, Champagne</title>
      <link>http://gerchuy.blogdrive.com/archive/45.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 12 Apr 2006 02:01:08 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
 I want to dream you
a beautiful dream
I want to hold you 
in the dark
it would seem
that no one sees me like you do
no one moves the way you move
and I can't see anything else
I want to take you now. 
Honestly, you're killing me.

Champagne...

If I was stronger
I would take down the moon
We could hang it up
in the corner of your bedroom
and if at night you could not sleep
you could watch it shine
like counting sheep
and only I'll know where the moon has gone.

I want to take you now. 

Honestly, you're killing me.

Sitting on the floor of a spinning room
the morning sun won't be coming... (more)</description>
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