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25.01.2022 https://dotismblog.wordpress.com/ "Life, Love is art"
23.01.2022 https://dotism.blog/ #44 2018 Blog Unconsciousness of the Unconscious the Unconsciousness of the Unconscious effectively renders a poet’s work into a level of excellence!__ade c.
22.01.2022 https://atunispoetry.com/2018/03/22/india-ade-caparas/
20.01.2022 https://dotism.blog/ #49 2018 Blog Woman, A Succulent Specie many times a woman falls in love... then no more then again and again and again tears again and again and again like a succulent plant, she’s a rare ambrosian; a fleshy tasty delicious flavoursome yummy grapes! __ade caparas manilah
20.01.2022 Self Portrait by Ade Caparas Manilah 06 January 2017 *************... "in opening" ************* 'mre' (mate, sis) Ade Caparas Manilah, your accolade makes me very proud of myself. i have always been in your shadow, where you bring out the brilliance in me, where i have always been in love with you and your poetry. i am eternally grateful to you for this honor and to Dr. Jernail S. Aanand. to my colleagues in this auspicious world union of poetesses and poets, my utmost admiration, i applaud you all. i beg your indulgence in that instead of posting your poems in their entirety, i gathered golden nuggets of your poetic wisdom from them and in your shadows i expressed my take on those golden nuggets of wisdom. a much greater person easily takes in good stride another person's take on his wisdom, a much lesser person easily takes umbrage. having said these, laissez les bons temps rouler. all the wonderful artworks which accompany my literature are by mre Ade Caparas Manilah. 11 January 2017 ************ "in closing" ************ My Idol Poetess Laureate Extraordinaire Ade Caparas Manilah, mre, i am eternally grateful to you for this fantastic journey. to my illustrious colleagues in this auspicious union, i thank you so much for your wisdom which enriched me. to those of you who inter-phased and interacted with me by your approximations of my posts and your comments, i am doubly thankful to you. happy and well all you be. may your ink wells be empty only by your usage and not by time's passage. God bless us all. the Lord made you god, breathed by His Love, your soul's eternal, not flawed.
18.01.2022 https://dotism.blog/ "my imaginary lover"
17.01.2022 NOTE: an excerpt from my coming book, "emptied thoughts" a mini-discursos of a poet's thoughts! "at the edge" if i feel i am at the edge, about to fall i lay... in complete surrender, i allow the natural flow of wind; of rain; of sunshine; then, i come to feel the travel of wind i see the intricate colours of rainbow, the shape of the pebble blessings! it’s our night my body yields curves to your hugs my soul in total oblivion my spirit coils the gliding tempo your breath blows i sink i melt i fade defrost with yours! ahhhh my darling look, look at the clouds turning red in envy going in circles trying to come between us ahhhhhhhhh my love my love my love your lips drench me!!! decades ago the glow of that crescent moon hides behind those giant palm leaves, as if in conspiracy with our sweet nothings, ahhhhhhhhh his hefty arms pillow my face, where i lay flat on the beach sands carefree of nothing, lends the vague silhouette that perhaps an artist would have loved to paint. how darling cómo, cómo puedo olvidar, when every time i get to glimpse at the moon, i see your face, those deep-set pair of eyes, under the shady bushy brows, giving such stares that make me quiver, grasp something that resembles the touch and warmth of your existence my mind, my thoughts, glimmer beyond good and evil, beyond reasons, beyond inescapable mania to have that satiated banalities combust, fire on a nuclear explosions but he had gone, a no vienen más he had found his other world of existence, a destination of immortality would i have one like him once more?__ or shall i be content on the whispers of murmuring breeze and the iridescence reflection created by the lake teasing waves as the speed boat that carries me whizzes through its expands. i am but a trapped firefly waiting for my first escape from my immeasurable pain i have come to get used to and enjoy the memories of being enamoured memories of intoxicating exegete, i waltz around, attempting to forget my desire to find that missing lustres. _ade caparas manilah saturday 7:13pm 18 august 2018 sydney nsw australia
13.01.2022 https://dotism.blog/ #18 2018 blog Ahhhhhhhhh LOVERS, accept it, LOVE comes and go, enjoy it while it lasts ade caparas manilah... wednesday 2:02pm 18 april 2018 sydney nsw australia See more
10.01.2022 Series #9 [saturday 12:28pm 29 july 2017 sydney nsw australia] alone [philosophical dictionary] to question ‘why’ is to conclude a decision a judgement, witho...ut passing through a proper stage of pure knowledge or reasonings; when someone mentions a ‘bar joint’ my instantaneous image would be sexy girls in less clothing, saxophone music, alcohol, drugs, nicotine loud men, thereby goes my assertive judgement and words my imaginative consciousness based on my personal knowledge so that when i see a work wanted since i am a writer, no matter how good the pay is: i immediately shove it i have concluded this work as degrading for my status let’s ask, why is he a teacher? he didn’t have a degree, he is not qualified! this mental allusion is phasing out the sought question is how is he a teacher? alone why alone, she must be lonely!, another assertion -and i say, it is when i am alone that i exist my thoughts are in its fullness i feel on my most amorous realm my soul in parallel with my spirit... attaining the cul de sac of orgasmic rhythm. alone is not loneliness it’s an appeasement enjoyment meditation to rest to celibate my choice! when inspite of the burning heat and bodacious drought, i feel gorgeous, beautiful i blush in my golden tone in such densely bloom..my body stands fantabulous.. sensational- isn’t being alone a jouissance, an achievement for my body soul spirit! certainement c'est une célébration! (certainly...it’s a celebration) i love the passing wind be it chills be it burns i'm free to select my music... my mind can wander the way i wish no time frame despite frequent tears and sadness joys and laughters struggles and pains feasting and dancings falls and defeats loves and sex i overcome i feel victorious whether i fail or win! my body my soul my spirit. ade caparas manilah sydney 2017 __o__ [to be continued]
07.01.2022 https://dotismblog.wordpress.com/
03.01.2022 sad how some people, most especially Americans, who insult their most kind sincere beautiful First Lady! envy and racism! __ade c.sad how some people, most especially Americans, who insult their most kind sincere beautiful First Lady! envy and racism! __ade c.
