john tiong chunghoo Poems

amid the humdrum of the living cells
a spirit meditates with the pristine aura of a lotus
while another stands by with such a nonchalance
i am left with awe as to who he is;
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Sun Moon Lake
calm as the lake the
spiders on two giant webs
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the white space on the paper
or the computer is the universal mind
a garden, lake, a theme park
where seeds of words can grow and
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there is a tightness about the Chinese
a jar of wine, sealed and tied with the
help of one billlion hands
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a inspiration, a holy infusion of the muse
then a tabulation, multiplication on so many levels
the cells, the legs, the eyes, the nails, the hair all
turning up at the right places, a range of musical notes
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Pangkor Island Beach Resort
posing for my camera
hornbills with their handsome casques
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they ask what type of house
i would love to stay in
i say a roof with a pragmatic
inverted Vthat shields all my dreams
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Chef Wan
trying so hard to make
himself sizzle
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dawn
the trees filter light
and bird songs
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new orleans, that's why
the jazz singer sings 'something
hippie for everybody'
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