CAROLINE NAZARENO

CAROLINE 

NAZARENO

The 360° West Coast Sunset Memoir

DEAR FLYOVER CHECKERS

I heard, few seconds after the auroras turned green

That autumn’s greetings were sent to spring fields of summer

It was fun to have a breakfast with misty waves

At the Waterfront, charmed with seagulls and cherry blossoms

French toast and dark roast

Rhymed with a pinch of cinnamon and honey

The False Creek might have been missing my slideshows of her

Well, Stanley’s green fern-carpet won’t leave me alone

As I thought of dropping by at my adopted paramount aquarium spot

For beluga, dolphin and sea otters encounter

Wondered how the serene jade pond serenades the taihu rock and other miniatures,

That was really amazing, lauds to the fifty-three legendary craftsmen!

My Epistle keeper showed her chromatic sneakers

Made extra creaky gallops at the Suspension Bridge

Connected with the pine tree spirits at Grouse Mountain

Been there camping, but did not have any floating sleeping bag

So, as a wanderer, played my cards to the domed OMNIMAX

Vertigo revisited my cornea, but I claimed that I need to walk the deck

Where another stirring of dark roast will make me SuperWoman

There, my spectacular lookout and hideout, my supernova affair

Behold the time of all times, the lounge is mine.

I enjoyed the polytonic sentiments of the harbor’s opalescence

Where the tombs of the unfound echoing laughter and gripping finesse gazes

Return after the total recall.

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Wished me more daybreaks of granted wishes

With all my love,

Miss(ed) Memories in peace.

©Caroline Nazareno

A.K.A. CERI NAZ 2015

VANCOUVER LOOKOUT TOWER JOURNEY

(UN)E(C)LIPSED

the Venusian Sunday kissing

the qubits of anecdotes

gyrating in the vertices

from the empire of cock-tailed breaths

cavorting deeper, stronger

the stigma of aphorism eloping

'til the day of coming back

like blood moon courting immaculate clouds

when's the next uneclipsed romance

© Caroline Nazareno

-GABIS 2015 PHILIPPINES

HEART AND HOME

i used to travel a lot,

alone.

have met strangers in a tree house

at the bay walk, on a busy street, at the pub

on a skytrain, inside a coffee shop

faces chiselled with grim, smiles or doubts

but when i met you,

i found my real home.

i am nothing

a traveller of time  and distance

being connected from atoms and storms

of memories

sometimes it turns as

revived must haves

my happiness and satisfaction

is when I know you’re coming

to fetch me

from my heart to yours

i have more than enough.

© CAROLINE NAZARENO

-GABIS 2013 PHILIPPINES