The End of Summer

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I imagined the Bicol Express zipping through
the patches of billboards crowding each other
and I saw you seated nonchalantly by the window
oblivious of the hazy strobe of faces, trees and high wires
missing frames like a derailed film from its sprockets

did you have to leave earlier than all of us?
every hour gone from the time you left
were precious sands from a shore of memories
collected as keepsakes but now spilling in a waisted glass
as streams of regrets fast receding, collecting in tidal pools

now, there you sit on a fast moving train
nary a thought of the stretch of sandy dunes and starry skies
shared a few cherished days ago in a sultry beach in Legazpi
did you have to leave earlier than all of us?
I missed my chance to say what I wanted to say all summer


sir ed, ang galing niyo

sir ed, ang galing niyo talaga!!!

nakakarelate ako rito.... 

"hinahangin ang talulot na malaya, mula sa bulaklak na sinta hanggang sa matabang lupa.. siya ay ligaya, musa ng pagkadakila.."

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   There's always next

 

 There's always next summer...

 

 

 

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ed_roa's picture

 Thanks for the read and

 Thanks for the read and the comments.

Sometimes regrets are better left as they are.