john tiong chunghoo Poems

saguaros loom high into the sky
spikes and spears
for survival
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i am time, i run
on people's feet
on their wrists
needles on the wall
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Tabacón Hot Springs
the tourists pour out their warmth
to each other
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a mood swing? an interval?
a pause in the mind? of the mind?
a single entity that plays out its evolution game
1.4 million years in all within a second of this
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(poetry in progress)

are we all made to be different?
distinct as ruby is from diamond?
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New Orleans
a Katrina of art
to raise fallen city
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Gdansk visit
Sobieski heats up
our interest
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you dont have to tell me you love me
in fact we dont even have to talk
a smile and a touch help say a thousand words
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Crossroads Art District
where Kansas says
we only live for art
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