Easter: The Sunday of Sundays

Happy Easter!”

Easter Sunday Beach Fun

SUNDAY OF SUNDAYS
(Easter Sunday Pun and Fun)

the Sunday
between crucifixion
and resurrection

the Sunday
between week holy
and weak wholly

the Sunday
between fast and feast
between pray and play

the Sunday
between gloom and gleam
between thin and thick

the Sunday
of unions and reunions
hidden eggs and bidden legs
on crowded beaches

and

the Sunday
between
leave and heave
between
vacation and occupation.

© Chito L. Aguilar
“Shifting Shades and In-betweens”

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Sunset Blues

Sunset Blues

SUNSET BLUES

remnants of golden sunset –
filigreed beams of horizon frameless.
in the darkening orangey hue
i see you:
face generic, hair genetic.

your image, in a maze of haze,
just a trace in the blaze
disappearing.

ocher lines crisscross
ions of woes and eons of lows
in this emptied beer bottle,

like my empty mind
as I gaze in daze
at the shifting shades
of the slowly emptying sun.

then light empties… into night.

 – between
ions of woes and eons of lows
are amber tows.

© 2003 Chito L. Aguilar

‘Sunset Blues’ on YouTube:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lswi6Sdv-9o

Vanishing Point

All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.”
– Edgar Allan Poe (1809 – 1849), U.S. poet and writer

We subsist in perpetual perspective; never reaching the vanishing point.

VANISHING POINT

there is one dot of convergence –
a spot always somewhere ahead,
our ultimate goal.

we subsist in perpetual perspective;
never reaching the vanishing point
though we move farther
and farther to the fore

in pursuit of that goal elusive –

a speck virtual,
of shifting shades,
in the horizon of dreams.

our dream, we may not attain.
but we are reminded
of a beacon beckoning
from a Supreme Junction

where all matters vanish,
where all dreams converge!

(horizontal line is between sea and sky.
vanishing point is between lea and eye.)

 – between line and point is position.
– between point and line is location.

© Chito L. Aguilar

Coming and Leaving

for what is learning but earning
more space between heart and mind
so they swell with love and meaning
that one may not be so blind.

for what is leaving but coming
from any-where to there-somewhere
linear distance notwithstanding
but instance that matters ever.

-between heart and mind is learning.

© Chito L. Aguilar

The Succor of Silence

Silence is when soundwaves oscillate no more; a flatline.”
-Chito L. Aguilar

Alone

(silence is
not simply the absence of sound
not solely determined by ear.

silence is
the absence of thought
the nonexistence of sensation.

silence is an interlude, an in-between:
the pause between breaths
the respite between words
the gap between musical notes
the lull between drips in a leak
the break between ticks of a clock
the interval between heartbeats
the hiatus between feelings.)

– between
din and din
is silence.

© 1995 Chito L. Aguilar

Sorrow

O Sorrow, wilt thou live with me
No casual mistress, but a wife.”
– Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892), British Poet

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Mute Melody

I came because the song that I kept through the years is waiting to be sung. I cannot sing it without you.  The song when sung alone will lose the essence of its tune, because you and I have been one.”

– fr. Beyond Forgetting, Rolando Carbonell

Afire in Mute Melody

– between
notes and quotes
is rhythm.

– between
lyrics and lines
is rhyme

© Chito L. Aguilar