At 2:39 AM, eyes painstakingly open, mind ventures
in the dark corners of the bedroom even past the
windows, wandering through the dark kitchen,
deciding.....to rise or not to rise from bed.
better judgment wins, i now sit to write
of what dwells in this sleepy mind of
mine, what could possibly keep
me from deep sleep...except
a catch of breath brought
by a swift passing of a
thought, or a noise
u n s e t t l i n g
s o l i t u d e
disrupting
precious
silence,
sends
m e
tip-
toe-
i n g...
a weird
shiver is felt,
no sounds, no
stirrings, cold air,
eyes on me, staring,
stilled anywhere, hiding
behind me, spying, i sense
a presence nearing. oh, God,
hands  are  shaking  like  crazy,
i see blue-gray marbles, i am now
eye to eye with a creature in the dark.
on the table, waiting for it to attack me,
any time now; turned on the light, fast as
i could, was now face to face with the white
creature with blue-gray marble eyes, its mouth
opened, scaring me with its sharp fangs, stepped
forward, but gently rubbed its furry paws against my
hand, giving out soft, and friendly meows and purrs,
trying to cover a plate with just plain bones, not even a
trace of the grilled fish....leftover, from last night's dinner...



Sally

Copyright 2014
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan

O a perfume of invite kissed her skin!
Vigorously invoking a need for his touch,
Parched tongue now flowed over her naked self,
Circling her navel, tussling with her braided hair.
Torn hems of fabrics gashed her,
To only ooze a teasing drop of red,
Which so selflessly satisfied his ravishing thirst.
In tandem with the waves of her hair,
Did his moans waver and shimmy,
To only tinge and fire with virile.
A silence slowly arrived with the dawn,
Witnessing a wilderness around the mute sheets,
While the night portrayed a naughty smile.