Erle Frayne D. Argonza
As part of your own tools for use
To keep your aura healthy and protected
Immerse yourself in music so benign
Of Mozart and the musical masters
Instantly they do elevate your aura
By octaves higher than your normal life
There to ensure your wellness protection
Against psychic attacks from sorcerers
Keep in tune for an hour a day
Twill keep the witch doctor away
Likewise will your intelligence increase
As razor sharp your skill to analysis
Blissful too will you be in joy
For heavenly tunes in your employ
[Philippines, 14 September 2010]
[See: IKONOKLAST: http://erleargonza.blogspot.com,
UNLADTAU: http://unladtau.wordpress.com,
COSMICBUHAY: http://cosmicbuhay.blogspot.com,
BRIGHTWORLD: http://erlefraynebrightworld.wordpress.com, ARTBLOG: http://erleargonza.wordpress.com,
ARGONZAPOEM: http://argonzapoem.blogspot.com]
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Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Monday, February 7, 2011
Friday, December 3, 2010
BRASILIA IN MANILA
Erle Frayne Argonza y Delago
They came again as before to toss me querries
Interviewer and camera men to spice
Their grins as huge as the moon’s smiles
From big television network nesteld
By program named Kapuso to boot
Accompanied by quaffs of pineapple juice
My ears I lent to them sharp as blade
They then asked me to build thoughts
In shape to explicate Brasilia’s invasion
Of Manila’s culture spaces—
Fashion, music, food, endorsers
For which I replied:
We are sponges all to porous
Retaining what we are as we absorb
Brasilia’s symbol constructs and aesthetics
For we relish them in sublime appreciation
This was how we Pinoys came to be
Soaring high like the Philippine eagle
Filled with values and images borrowed
Yet fulfilled and towering as our spirit
So shall we be yet in the morrows
[Philippines, 19 May 2010]
[See: IKONOKLAST: http://erleargonza.blogspot.com,
UNLADTAU: http://unladtau.wordpress.com,
COSMICBUHAY: http://cosmicbuhay.blogspot.com,
BRIGHTWORLD: http://erlefraynebrightworld.wordpress.com, ARTBLOG: http://erleargonza.wordpress.com,
ARGONZAPOEM: http://argonzapoem.blogspot.com]
They came again as before to toss me querries
Interviewer and camera men to spice
Their grins as huge as the moon’s smiles
From big television network nesteld
By program named Kapuso to boot
Accompanied by quaffs of pineapple juice
My ears I lent to them sharp as blade
They then asked me to build thoughts
In shape to explicate Brasilia’s invasion
Of Manila’s culture spaces—
Fashion, music, food, endorsers
For which I replied:
We are sponges all to porous
Retaining what we are as we absorb
Brasilia’s symbol constructs and aesthetics
For we relish them in sublime appreciation
This was how we Pinoys came to be
Soaring high like the Philippine eagle
Filled with values and images borrowed
Yet fulfilled and towering as our spirit
So shall we be yet in the morrows
[Philippines, 19 May 2010]
[See: IKONOKLAST: http://erleargonza.blogspot.com,
UNLADTAU: http://unladtau.wordpress.com,
COSMICBUHAY: http://cosmicbuhay.blogspot.com,
BRIGHTWORLD: http://erlefraynebrightworld.wordpress.com, ARTBLOG: http://erleargonza.wordpress.com,
ARGONZAPOEM: http://argonzapoem.blogspot.com]
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Monday, July 12, 2010
ON MUSIC
Erle Frayne Argonza y Delago
That I sing and make music
Brings joy and solitude to the psyche
Praise be to my wise grandfather
Of mathematical and musical genius made
From whom my bard’s mind was crafted.
Music is the holiest mover
It combines all powers of gods
From Olympus and all heavens
It shakes and rattles souls the most.
Music is certainly mathematics
Of metrics and calculus built
For which its maker anticipates
Astride rhythm and rhyme
The sonic bursts from orals and instruments.
Calculated is the world too
In music, a most moved audience
By booming sonics of its trade.
[Writ. 04 June 1991, Cubao, Quezon City, M.Manila]
That I sing and make music
Brings joy and solitude to the psyche
Praise be to my wise grandfather
Of mathematical and musical genius made
From whom my bard’s mind was crafted.
Music is the holiest mover
It combines all powers of gods
From Olympus and all heavens
It shakes and rattles souls the most.
Music is certainly mathematics
Of metrics and calculus built
For which its maker anticipates
Astride rhythm and rhyme
The sonic bursts from orals and instruments.
Calculated is the world too
In music, a most moved audience
By booming sonics of its trade.
[Writ. 04 June 1991, Cubao, Quezon City, M.Manila]
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