Memoir of Calle Tavera

Walking on the evening of December Avenue

The memories flashback of joy and happiness

Parties and funerals got the family together

 

Love of my old man always share with laugher and ever ending stories

A woman in the corner deep inside full of anger and vengeance

 

New memories will always be a family betrayal and pain deep down in my heart.

My heart is so savage that my blood flow to the ring of the joy of hell

 

Someday, all the painful realities that caused my pain

It will make me realize how God blessed me as a strong man in the end 

April 16,2021

Mr. Penn Tulabing Larena 

Baisanon Poet Penn Tulabing Larena some of his works influenced by family,relatives and friends. Some of his works include Everlasting love in 2001, Hacienda in 2013, Hometown 2015,Rizal 2016,  The space between us in 2018 ,Spanish Bread of Jose Rafael  2018  Pretty Girl  2018.,Lockdown 2021 and Stranger of the midnight summer 2022.

Larena is regular travel, historical and lifestyle writer of Negros now daily and Negros Weekly and New York  based The Negros Times.

He is a nephew of  Literary icons in the Philippines like Fr. Rudy Villanueva aka in literature Renato Madrid, Dr. Elsa Martinez – Coscolluela,Atty .David C. Martinez, Lilius Pinili,Dr. Tichie Saycon E. Baena ,Atty Arturo Valencia Umbac,  Simon Anton Niño Diego Galera Baena and his mother Leonaga Tulabing Larena .

 

A Mother Heart

 The strength of a mother

no words can describe she must go on she must survive. you're needed here ,they say. snap out of it , smile , don't let them see you cry.

The tears come when no one is around, let them flow, the pain doesn't go away. Silent tears roll down your face.

It gets easier you're told as time passes on. The pain never goes away! the heartache is still there.

Kathleen Villanueva Daugherty- Bonge

kbonge 3-29-21 all rights reserved

Lily

 here is today's Family here or there, no matter where.

The love is forever in the heart. Hugs and kisses, and laughter, sometimes there is sorrow too.

Forgiveness for all hurts can mend the cracks in the hearts. For in the end this is all we must do.

To mend a broken heart,, we have to forgive ourselves too! dedicated to all who need to hear this..

Kathleen Villanueva Daugherty- Bonge 3/19/22 kbonge all rights reserved

The Ocean with Me

 Come to the ocean with me ,

Down to the deep blue sea.

The corals ,the fish , and sea turtles too. They are down in the deep blue sea. Come to the ocean with me , Come play with me .

The seahorses, sea urchins are waiting patiently. Down in the deep blue sea. Come to the Ocean with me The waves are so beautiful to see.

Come to the ocean I will be waiting for you to play with me. Dedicated to my Lilybug

Who loved the ocean I Love You Lilliana my Lilybug

Lola / Katbonge 3/18/21

Kathleen Villanueva  Daugherty- Bonge 

Legend of Brgy. Sab-ahan Bais City Negros Oriental

 Base on my research and gathered information from the late Historian Josefa Villanueva Perez of Bais City about the legend and stories in sab-ahan theirs a lot of myths and different kinds of a story but I choose this kind of story because this is quite interesting and looks like, it’s true and can be possible.

The story of Sab-ahan is very true to life where in, long before sab-ahan is known for a lot of BANANA called Sab-a and most of the people there Sab-a (Banana) is one of their livelihood and source of income before, everywhere in that place you can see Banana all around that area.OurBrgy. Before is famous in terms of Sab-a because this kind of banana is very tasteful and unique among the other bananas. And a lot of people say that theirs a fairy behind that tasteful banana called Sab-a, the fairy of Banana where she is the one who protects and gives more harvest to the people in our Brgy. Before.

When the Japanese invader comes in our Brgy. before they abuse the banana that we have and they cut all the banana plants and the body of it used to feed a pig and other animals before. In that case, the Banana fairy got angry and all the banana fruit have a lot of seeds inside of it and we called it Pakol, no one can eat it because of its too many seeds inside.

That’s why our ancestors before they pray and offer some foods, etc. to the Banana fairy to bring back the good kind of banana-like Sab-a and many years to come to the sab-a is back and the pakol is the one that only cut and feed to their pigs, cows, and other animals that can eat it.

One early ritual to plant the banana in the place is a young married man all naked bring clean water from the river and start to plant a new banana with sugar drop around. This tradition was passed on from generation and generation as a result of a good harvest 

And one day theirs a visitors comes in our brgy. and ask what is the name of the place because they want to come back there anytime they want because of the banana, they love to eat a banana called sab-abe cause of its amazing taste.

But suddenly the people who lived there don’t know what is the name of their place, one of the visitors suggest that “what if we called it the place of Sab-a?” and the people here are against it because it is too long if they will call it “the place of Sab-a”. Until they come up with the name Sab-ahan which means kasagikan nga Sab-a.

So that Day they called it Sab-ahan until this generation.-

Legend of Bais Collection from Baisanon late Historian Josefa Baena Villanueva-Perez - 1978

Fall

                              Simon Anton Diego Galera Baena
 

Footnote to a Sunday Psalm

 

 I know you made the growth, lord, from 

which we weave these sheets

 to make our beds, and the petalry which we

 crush and  let alone to bleed, to trap

 perfume, yes and the oak and shore

 and most good things, and even perhaps

 our meeting there last monday in the 

wind, and the dirty book i caught her

 with. did you make the cats she owns? 

one of them bites, you know, and i 

felt like kicking it and I really did 

while she was out riding one of your

 horses. and i know you made her, made

 her with her dewy eyes and clasp and

 hair, made her as you wove satin and 

the shade. god, you are the greatest. 

had you added one last stroke, you 

would have had a sly and savage peer. 

 Sands & Coral 1966

David C. Martinez 1967 Co-editor David C. Martinez was born in Dumaguete City and earned his undergraduate degree from Foundation University.Teaching English ,Literature and Social Sciences in his alma Mater St. Paul University Dumaguete City. Soon after, he entered Silliman University law school, where he distinguished himself as a debater winning gold medals at national collegiate debate competitions. He also wrote poems, essays and short stories which were published in the Philippine Free Press and Weekly Graphic between 1964 to 1971. As a vocal political activist during the early years of Martial Law, he was briefly detained by the military and eventually resettled by the United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees in California USA, where his family has resided since 1974. He edited the Asian American News in Los Angeles in 1979. Martinez was a double winner in the 1997 Carlos Palanca Award for Literature (English Division) with his “The Amulet” garnering First Prize in the Short Story Category and “Shadow on the Sun” garnering Second Prize in the Poetry Category. His book A Country of Our Own: Partitioning the Philippines was published in 2002 by Daykeeper Press and in 2004 by Bisaya Books.