john tiong chunghoo Poems

i am a piece of jigsaw
in a jigsaw puzzle
i fit snugly in the
bossoms of jigsaws
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joining me
in a bath
bathroom frog
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oh on! the golden buddha
is at the same level
as my feet
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Australia Touring Music Festival
the kiwis waltz and
the kangaroos jump
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rhapsody of the seas
my bed vibrates to the tune
of the ship's engine
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your rice field, my rice field
the road between that leads
to our dreams in tokyo
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religion to save men
has become a scourge
of sorts to the human race
well god is not to blame
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the chinese poet, his characters (calligraphy) help
set out images the western poets
look for words to show
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Charm City
traffic to crab cake market
slows to a crawl
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