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Daluyong

Daluyong

Children grow up so fast, but their memories linger for a lifetime. This process keeps a collection of the impressions and emotions that I have made throughout the colorful, unforgettable, and random days of my childhood.

I was given the chance to live and grow up in a generation when people are moving to a new millennium, but are still clinging to the nostalgic body of the previous decades. Lifestyles, generations, and ideas mixed up in my brain that made me the person I am now.

Poems serve as a sanctuary of my most kept experiences in the early days of my life. The transitions I had to endure to come where I am now are part of every words I write.

B.T.V.

I never really liked books
I liked coloring ones and pictures
Fairy tales, legends, fables, tall tales
I never really liked words

Always stuck on TV, staring,
Befriending Sarah, Cedi, Heidi, Daddy long legs
Others came, entertained and loved
Lessons I learned from the mighty

Not until I was in school
I endured long writings
Even marked readings all year round
ABC, 123, read and write

Then I met a book
Which changed everything
It made me excited, happy, and sad
It made me alive

My life then was a bore
Until I met new friends
Adventures started from the tip of my toe
Up to the end of the couch

This was B.TV.
I never got out of it

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Yakap!

I’m Joy and welcome to my little digital corner. Let me share with you some of the wonders that come to my life, plus the creatively altered views of daily encounters that I try to put into my stories, poems, and other works here.

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