john tiong chunghoo Poems

i wish i could stand as tall
as a tree with a poetic vision
diverse and expansive as its
twigs, branches and leaves
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men are God's signatures
criss crossing this plane
every signature spews a life
that smiles with the stamp
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you look and feel
so unpresident
the way you walk
the way you talk
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over the forlorn graves
the chant of
priests
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i have to agree i am still in the
process of being made
yet to be fullyfunctional
i hardly know myself
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a tan and barbecued
pork sandwich to remember
our Memphis holiday
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Beartooth All American Road
her song too
bounces
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the fountain too has
become a wishing pool
Venetian Macao Resort Hotel
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do we ever die?
the planets and suns
were all once - living beings
they found an alternative way
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