If words could touch you

    If words could touch you
    Let them caress you like a long lost lover
    Weary from battle, the war of raw,
    An encounter with the inevitable

    If words could touch you
    Let the syllables play within the core
    As the troubadours take part in
    The more solitude be tolerable
    Be with the words
    Words whose cradle within
    Returns to the primitive.

    If words could touch you
    Let them be but do not
    Every word is an enemy of action
    Every action a friend to none.

    * * *


    Let my hello catch you once more
    A checkmate in our conversations
    The blades of grass as high as the fence
    Not yet mowed.

    The river be a river
    Envious of the pearls in your chest
    The ones I gifted you
    When we were riding a horse
    The river weeping alone
    Whispers a spring tune
    To hide my hello

    I know you listen to my hellos
    Even if you are asleep
    Dreaming of drowning from a river
    Of obvious oblivion.

    If my hello could salvage you
    From the nightmares of maidenhood
    Let my finger draw a hello
    In the mirror on your bathroom


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    1. maximo p fabella on

      i like the mini poems. Reminded me of Ben Santos, who wrote man y novels of
      the Pinoys in America. I would have loved some poems from NVM Gonzales
      but, they are so few. I am also reminded of the poems of CORNELIO FAIGAO
      of Romblon!