john tiong chunghoo Poems

in the mind are mechanics
that trigger a burst of delight
when hit by scents of spring blooms
in the air are pockets of varied odours
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the difference between man and god
is man would work to 'create' something
even better than himself so that he can
have a control over him - to use him
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distant planets and stars
they are too far to reach
so is the cell in my heart
the day i could rip it open
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van gogh
in the field
etching haiku
onto canvas
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angkor wat
granny climbs top sanctuary
to pray to buddha
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deceptive like a snake
at least it crawls
and announces itself crooked
and dangerous
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up to hilltop casino
chinese gods line
the street side
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my white hair
top
disappointments
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boundless is space
so is this brain
take away its organics
you have a space
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the trees -
they impart
the land's language
stored in the earth
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