john tiong chunghoo Poems

this winter's row
candlss light up
paris streets
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salvador dali
my heart is too
melting for you
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tea, it is best to taste
the new sprouts
fresh, tender, velvet
sacred inches of yellow green
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La Samanna
the waitor helps put my hand
on hers
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sakura petals
twirl and swirl
to our spring song
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st paddy's day
dublin distills its best
into our spirits
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earth like a flower blooms
to greet the sun and us
we are taken on a whirlwind
ride of colourful wonders
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Mono Lake
nature's knobby hands cast
a bleakness over me
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like death
the body that
dissolves into dust,
bones and
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heaven is not in the sky
it is there in your two eyes
where i could lose myself in
a lakeful of euphoria
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