john tiong chunghoo Poems

every poem i wrote had existed
somewhere else - another realm

i worked on a jigsaw puzzle
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morning glory
two yellow butterflies'
frolicking flight
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big hearted is light
giving darkness
12 hours each of its day
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the soul is the royal yellow in egg
it requires god's blessing to reveal
the glory of heaven, to begin life
when his warm hands are not there
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Stormy weather
this time of year
in Kuala Lumpur
it always comes
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writing poetry is like
having created a man
and giving him his
eyes, his ears,
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a wonder so much
loneliness can pack
into that frail little frame
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Tennessee Strawberry Festival
redder than strawberries
all the girls' lips
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noodle restaurant
buddha stares at man
tearing at his chicken
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let the man who talks
be quiet and let us hear
the man in the man -
the man who works not with
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