Shipwreck
Steady as patterns
in goodbyes, waves fill their
pores entangled in wide
vowels, noisy
as shorelines gorging
stormy oceans in
myths. Soon, they
are fluid
as fish, scaling depths,
into where time
was, before
memories began.
Candlelight
Its architecture hinges on
stillness consuming itself, burning
latitudes in its core, insistent as
uncertainties in revolutions.
It moves and sways freely
like reflections on still-waters that
compose deformities. It is fluid as
bodies of thoughts that once
offered religions for
our premonitions. This could be
you, simplified, back to its original
state, the kind that once made
us into halo of a burning, flickering
like fading power of gods.
Born in the Philippines, MICHAEL CAYLO-BARADI now lives near Mexico. His work has appeared in Asia Writes, BlazeVox, elimae, Kartika Review, Metazen, Prick of the Spindle, Popmatters, Latin American Review of Books, and elsewhere.