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    Not Poems, Just Words: On Loving, Living and Longing
    Not Poems, Just Words: On Loving, Living and Longing
    Not Poems, Just Words: On Loving, Living and Longing
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    Not Poems, Just Words: On Loving, Living and Longing

    By Ramon Loyola

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    A finalist in the 2014 Indie Excellence Awards, this is a collection of prose poems on love, loss, longing and yearning, and on dealing with the vagaries of life. It is a small journey from the deepest emotions of love and loss to the sometimes overwhelming realisation of the beauty of life.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherTellwell Talent
    Release dateFeb 26, 2014
    ISBN9780992449865
    Not Poems, Just Words: On Loving, Living and Longing
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    Ramon Loyola

    Ramon Loyola is a writer, legal author and lawyer. His poems have been published in 'the tablet' and 'STU magazine', and have appeared online at emanilapoetry.com and narratorPRIDE.com.Ramon holds a Bachelor of Science degree in Industrial Pharmacy from the University of the Philippines, a Master of Law and Legal Practice (now Juris Doctor) and a Master of Arts in Creative Writing both from the University of Technology, Sydney (UTS). When he is not painstakingly working on his novel, he can be found wandering the back streets of Newtown, where he lives in inner west Sydney, looking for quiet places in the middle of the night. He blogs at http://www.ramonloyola.org and holds his breath for as long as he can while writing.

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      Not Poems, Just Words - Ramon Loyola

      Dedicated to my mother, Virginia Esguerra-Loyola,

      for showing me the way.

      To my niece, Maria Christine Loyola,

      for showing me the words.

      Contents

      dedication

      intro

      coming

      if and when

      the jury swoons

      restraint

      mileage

      steps

      linger

      taking leave

      going

      disunion

      falling

      departure

      keepsake

      light

      gone

      empty

      remnants

      what he left

      full house

      map of my heart

      my heart is a rejection junkie

      companion

      learning

      passages on a clear day

      slap

      mending

      scar

      shattered sleep

      reaching

      dodging bricks

      frozen envy

      alms

      sufferance

      on nirvana way

      rising

      dreaming

      mislaid pardons

      the solace of flowers

      dream of gods

      moonlight

      yearning

      streaming

      pause the wind

      sunset thoughts

      always love

      poet

      not poems

      On these words

      (By way of an introduction)

      It’s hard to imagine life without words, at least that’s how I see it. Yet, one of the most difficult things I deal with every day is expressing myself vocally. I am not articulate, to say the least. Often, the sound of my own voice and the way my tongue seems to get stuck inside my mouth get in the way of enunciating words and phrases clearly and properly. As a result, people tend to not understand it when I say ‘fluctuate’ or ‘prurient’ or ‘cessation’ or ‘croissant’ or ‘assessment’ or ‘ochre’ or ‘preponderance’ or ‘zeitgeist’—pretty much everything—and I just get a confused look in return.

      It could be because of my teeth or my lack of tuition in proper elocution. It could also be because of the extreme shyness or the low self-esteem that has come back to plague me today, after being unrestrained by it since my late 20s. Whatever the reason may be, I find myself here, a grown man, old enough to be a youngish grandfather, still fumbling for words, rambling on incoherently. It is a minefield of embarrassment, a gold nugget chamber of humiliation. Still, I plod on and can only hope to transgress that difficulty by putting words onto paper instead.

      This collection is a result of more than two decades’ struggle to be heard, if not aurally then internally, to be read and listened to by another person who can look me

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