september 30 - october 6, 2001

Become One


Why? I ask.

Why hatred surpasses?

This question lives on

Through our lives And through our grief

Why so much hatred?

Why so much anguished?

Can't we all make peace?

Can't we all live in peace?

If one could do this...

Then the other shall follow


If everyone unites

Then there's hope for tomorrow.

Now the time has come

For us to unite and become one

Let us all commence

And we'll enter upon a new home.


Copyright ©2001 Caroline Quinanola

about the author: Let's just start from here...yes, I am Caroline and I go by the nick "caL."
it is much easier for everyone to call me by my nick name. I grew up in Cebu, Philippines.
We recently migrated to USA last Nov. 1998 and I am BORED TO DEATH here! heheheh...
Of course, barbie's cradle is my favorite band....their songs inspired me to write poetry's
and songs...Barbie's writings inspired me to writing... she is one of my inspirations. I saw
BC played in Cebu last March 2001... since I went home (for the first time woohoo)... I miss
watching BC's gig! I MISS CEBU! I MISS PHILIPPINES! I guess that's all I could say right now.

about the poem: Become One is very timely with regards to the WTC attacks. It speaks of
peace and unity which we should exhibit especially now.

september 16 - 22, 2001

Spring Love


The black smoke rises from the pan,
you smile and whisper that I will make a good wife.
Scrambled eggs with thousand island dressing
and oven-baken tortillas from the grocery.
You wince and eat the food all the same.
I don't mind you not liking breakfast
but that's all I have. Please leave soon-
your fiancee may wonder at
the sudden sweetness of your smile.

Your belly's a beer barrel's paradise- warmth in the cold night.
Your skin shines like moonlight and breath- the beat of my heart.
I notice a little mole under your armpit and
you try to peer with all your might. I laugh.
You shimmer among a million scattered dreams
and the haze arrives as you hold me in your arms.

I know there will never be another man like you.
And you, with a serious look, tell me I am your only Spring-
beauty with eyes of a doe and smiles of butterflies.
I worry about her but you just hold me in your arms.
For now, hush,
let the Spring be savored and our woes be gone-
two souls in a field of tulips and the smell of cut grass.


Sophie Leu

about the author: Sophie Leu [unknown]
the poem: Spring Love won in the Poetry.com contest. To check out the other
winners and to join in any of their contests, click here.

september 2 - 8, 2001

alive

i have lived long enough
but i never felt alive
for even a millisecond

and then you saw me
helpless in the dark
hugging myself tight

your light opened my eyes
i come rushing to you
but my feet are strangled with thorns

as i crawl towards you
struggling the craters
scars remain numb of the pain

i need you
to help me get out
and feel alive

but you're so far
and all you can do
is look into my eyes

reach out my hand
carry me like a baby
and never let me go

coz you're all i need
to make me feel
that there is life
and i am alive

-torpe
042401

about the author: torpe's back for another poem. written last april 24, still
savoring the last days of the summer classes.
the poem: looking for someone to bring life back, and give meaning to it.

august 26 - september 1 2001

untitled

looking at the misty sky

when a new day is dawning

remembering the shadows of the past

through the promising sparkle of the sun

yesterday is not gone still it lingers on

how can i be sure what tomorrow brings

asking for some more, craving

not knowing the essence of life

everything is dim until a bright softly light shone

piercing every bit of me

waking me up from a foolish dream

now i can see, now i can hear

now i can feel, now i can stand

now i can say...

you have lighted my life

-daffodils

about the author: Daffodils is in her late 40s already but she wrote this
poem in Nov. 1974 while in work
about the poem: when tomorrow seems uncertain until love comes along

august 19 - august 25 2001

Salt in an open wound

Soon this rain will wash this night away

And there will be no reason for us to stay

Because life is an open door

Wish we have an extra hour or more

Im so confuse and Im all bent

coz you know i love you but i can't

we still have some dreams to find

now get me out of your mind

Memories we kept under glass

like ten thousand conversations after class

These feelings we both know

Are free chances we have to let go

For tomorrow we will be gone for good

...it's a salt in an open wound.

---panget

about the author: Panget lives in the US but hopes to come back to the Philippines
to catch her fave band perform live. Iba pa rin daw sa Pinas!
about the poem: the hardest part in falling in love, you have to learn how to let go

august 12 - august 18 2001

juliet

it was like romeo and juliet

when our eyes broke the silence of naive masks

there was a pause...a second look

it was like excitement that should not have been

or was it only me?

the touch of electricity in my palm

infused vigor to my stagnant blood

the innocence is now gone

seconds ran as if time moved on its own

you embraced me with your eyes

i want to hold the moment

i want to keep you

coz it was like romeo and juliet

but romeo is juliet too.

-torpe
......81001

about the author: si torpe, torpe pa rin, ayaw magpakilala eh pero malay niyo,
katabi niyo lang pala siya, o malay niyo gumagawa lang siya ng webpage
diyan sa tabi-tabi
about the poem: when a person falls at first sight but feels it is not right in the
first place to fall in love with that person. there are many ways of interpreting
it depends on you...

august 5 - august 11 2001

In Sanity

flooded and drained
words against numbers
give me a good reason
to stay in this room

as much as i want to
to escape from absurdity
i could never give up
this sanctuary of doom

mix of noise and silence
vague understanding
tell me i can survive
this drowning abstraction

forces of nature
pull of gravity
the mass of uncertainty
leaves no comprehension

start the countdown
blur reality
kill the lights
and burn the eyes

keep me sane. . .

- torpe

about the author: si torpe, torpe pa rin, ayaw magpakilala eh pero malay niyo,
katabi niyo lang pala siya, o malay niyo gumagawa lang siya ng webpage
diyan sa tabi-tabi
about the poem: this poem was written by torpe while attending her ES11 class in UP....
ES--that means physics and math for engg students,,,kaso di naman sya engg eh =)
just read the poem, you'll know the feeling of taking up the subject

about the author: author unknown
about the poem: a simple poem for someone who is believed to be heaven-sent

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