Saturday, June 29, 2013


i wish i am still a child
free from the worries of an adult world
full of  love and innocence
unconditional and not profit oriented

i wish worries and regret never met me
laughter and joy to always surround me
tears and pain will avoid me
and forever to be always merry

what a wonderful world it could have been
if all the negative emotion was not here
no pain or regret, no tears and pain
only happiness and a whole lot of merry making

Rhoderic N. Domingo

Sunday, June 9, 2013

rest day

i have a job that needed attention
from monday to friday until five in the afternoon
come saturday and sunday
is my designated rest day

they say all i have to do is rest
stop worrying about the office pests
but as i woke up every saturday
it's not really my rest day

the laundry is screaming 
the kitchen needs scrubbing
the toilet needs cleaning
and my room needs tidying

sunday is even worse
i have to iron my clothes
i have to clean the porch
and only then can i go to church

saturday and sunday 
rest day is a lie
it's only an imagination
it's only an illusion

Rhoderic Domingo

Saturday, June 8, 2013


the previous week was a blast, filled with suspense and fun
meeting with a client filled with confidence and arrogance
his ideas were off the hook, nevertheless caged us in a box
never accepting explanation though his idea is a recycled thrash

a been there did that was in the air
convincing power, where the hell did you land?
laid all the proposals with smile and confidence
but slapped with a "BIG NO, MY IDEAS WERE BETTER"
a recycled trash, how will i recycle you
with a million contract, Gee i don't know what to do! 
back to the drawing board, with a recycled trash
to recycle a recycled trash, is a trash out of the box

a few stitches, and a lot of arranging
a touch of a new color and a better imaging
a touch of class and a dip of eloquence
reinforced with a smile and a lot of confidence

presented them side by side, the trash and the original
gave the pros and cons, explained the good and the bad side
gave the option of profit or failure, of an award or a frown
my heart was beating fast, as he picked an option...


Rhoderic Domingo