Surviving Haiyan: The World's Strongest MegastormSURVIVING HAIYANGarret Salvacion THE DAY BEFORE HAIYAN We had known that a Super Typhoon was going to hit us, and so we prepared for the worst. My parents secured the roof of our house, cut down the huge branches of the nearby trees, and prepared a bag full of clothes, flashlights, and canned goods. Because my parents work for the San Joaquin parish church and are close friends of the parish priest, Fr. Kelvin Apurillo, the latter invited us to stay in the church's rectory since it was more durable than our house. However, we had to decline the invitation as we had to assist my aunt in taking care of my 85-year old grandmother who both lived in our ancestral house which was located just across our home. My Mother had instructed me that very night to stay at my Grandma's place for the night and they would just follow the next day. THE DAY OF HAIYAN I woke up at 5:30AM that day--I don't usually wake up at this time of the day--but I did. My aunt w
The Light Beyond Ch. 8Chapter 8: War of BeautiesSeattle, WashingtonOctoberMonday, 9pmOh my God! I cant believe Im here!Lina gave a droll stare on Anna as she watched her hyperventilate and bead cold sweats inside the fully air-conditioned venue of her Aunt Mimis party. While the others including her are enjoying the food and good music, her friend is at the verge of fainting. Her knees are trembling and her face had lost color despite of having make-up.Anna is supposed to be the one who should watch after her in case she feel sick again but it looks like things are going the other way around.Lina tried to pick another taco from her plate only to find it empty for the third time. Geez, dont they have bigger plates. She complained mentally. Hey, are you okay here by yourself? she asked Anna.By the start of the evening, there were six of them in their table but as minutes passed each of her associates decided to engage into som
The Light Beyond Ch. 7Chapter 7: ChameleonLike an explosion, Lina blasted in a sitting position looking at her friend in disbelief. She couldnt have been more stunned if Anna had grabbed the clinics IV pole and smashed it to her face. WHAT!? she screamed, making Anna flinch a little on her sudden aggression. Because honestly, who wouldnt, her voice had been hostile and loud, loud enough for even the students from outside to hear. You called my Dad? she asked, Anna nodded. Why did you do that?Well, Dr. Fielder says that you might need a hospital attention. So I checked your phone, I saw his number. So I called him. Whats wrong with that?Her jaws dropped. This day couldnt get any worse. She missed her appointment and shes sure that Cast is still waiting for her while shes still helpless to do anything to wait for her body to handle herself. Oh damn it!W-what? Why? What
The Light Beyond Ch. 6Chapter 6: Secret and SecretsSeattle, WashingtonSeptemberWednesday, 7pmLina was still thinking too much of the great day that shed just spent that she didnt notice that shes only a few centimeters close from hitting herself right directly into a grey van parked in front of the vacant house beside her home. Good thing that she was fast enough to press the break before she could end up in a total catastrophe.New neighbor? Lina mused when she saw the van and the cargo boxes and some furniture scattered all around it.Or maybe to be more precise, a neighbor.Lina admits that shes a loner type of person and she doesnt like too many people running around her neighborhood. So when her Dad made her picked her choice of home, she chooses the one that is kind of spaced away from the rest that even the house next to hers is unoccupied.But now, so much for spacing away. The empty house that had been like a decoration for the nearby l
Please ListenThey never listen, they never will.I have a lot of things to say.A lot of things that I wish they could have heard.I wish they could have understand.But none, none of them cared.In the end, all the blames are mine.And they never even considered if they are at fault.Years had passed and my concerns were gone in the wind.What was left in me is a wound and hole in my heart that knows no cure.And now they ask what had I'd become.Asking me where had they gone wrong.And I can't tell since they won't still care.They won't still listen.If only they did, even just once.If only they did not taken my feelings for granted.If only they didn't see my concerns are ridiculous.If only they had listened.Maybe things could have been better.Maybe I didn't turn into this.And they won't be seeking answers while staying ignorant.Giving all the blames to me.Saying that I'd never been good enough.Saying that I'm a plague on them.A disease that is growing uncurable.A disappointment that
The Light Beyond Ch. 5Chapter 5: MovieSeattle, WashingtonSeptemberWednesday, 12pmCast's mind was into a deep space that he didn't even notice that Lina had already arrived. He'd only been aware of her presence when he heard the squeak of the chair as she dragged in on the other side of the table. "Hi," she greeted warmly on him using those charming smiles of her.Cast breath almost abandoned his body when he took his first glance on her. He doesn't know whether she had or not had done something to herself but she looked more stunning than before. And his void expression instantly lightens up on just a simple glimpse on her. "Hi," he greeted back wholeheartedly."You're already here? Am I late?""No, you're just in time. I'm early.""Good thing to know. So what's for today?""Heaps and they're already settled." Cast has sets everything for the day. But before they go through that, he needed to do something first before it slipped off his mind again. His brain isn't that straighten
stitching blitzkrieg.on the hem of my lips,i find your hardware’sshadow needling endorphinson the palate of my tongueand like these seattle storms,this romanticism comesin spurts and i ambut a failed promise.i am not constantlike emerald city torrents;i am an unwilling motherto mist’s sonbefore it growsinto a tsunamiand i’m warning you,you are not the thingthat will be floodedtill your veinsrun greyand your sclerafloods blue,but it will be me.and you will bethe collateral damagethat is leftin sodden ruins,as your throat plays oceansfor my exoneration.this was alwaysthe preludeto outros unsung.
THE WAXING MOONA waxing moon does shine its lightUpon a meadow greenTonight it be a witching nightThe likes that none have seen.O yes that waxing moon does shineUpon the grass and treesThe mist, it has the taste of brineWhat mysteries we've yet to see.There is magic in the waxing moonUnicorns they come to feedShouting laughter from the LoonHere be no ill will, nor greed.The waxing moon illuminatesAs their be fairy folk upon the knollWith a festive atmosphere createsA warming heart to any soul.A waxing moon does shine its lightUpon that meadow greenThe day now takes away the nightAnd steals away those things unseen…
this is why we struggle to sleepshe germinates,pale bud breakingthe eastern ground,silver petals peelingback the dark skyand we flip on the switches,windows reflecting bright screensas she wilts into the west.
leaving me bethere are cobwebshanging in my headbut i can't bring myselfto take them down becausesomeone thought my mindwas good enough a placeto build a home.
Of Fairy Rings And ThisYou always wear a mask,grinning, charming, and daring.I hide inside my shell,small, frail, and shy.We steal a glance as the other passes by,all blushes and butterflies,but we only touchfrom each our own side of the glass,clear and cold and calculating,glass that cuts both ways from this,along our wristsand leaves scarswhere kisses should have been.You bask in the naked glory of personae,all flash and legendary smile.I hide under cover of dark,and while away the hours, no one the wiser.And sometimes we meet in the fissures,fractures between here and there,and share tidbits and intimacy,the likes of which unseen by any,save here, in this place, wherewe feed each other crumbsand dine on hidden delights unspoken of in song,and sometimes, even now,I smile up from the luxury of your welcome lap,to bandage fingertips, caught between the gaps.
Frozen CloudsSnowflakes fall as dropsThrough fangs of ice blades,With a stare that chopsCourage and its shades.Tough, under the worstOf all that's around;Yet, in tears--could burstWhen its dears lose sound.A snow wolf fellowBy enemies--feared.For its cold bellowFreezes who interfered,To steal its precious gemWhich takes place inside,A heart in condemnOut of death, it's dried.
Poetry: One Sky.Even if we're thousand miles apart,Regardless of how far or distant,And how much our times differ,In the end,We're still standing under...One Sky.