Manonton Dalan Poems

grass hugging ground
refusing to reach sun
even rain would come
birds heading down
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it's really brave
telling stories
untrue to people
especially you work
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that familiar sounds
three notes very sharp
a waking tool for me
i never put in vibrate
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i sense rushing wind
push by fierce rain
deep concern touch me
i don't have my umbrella
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tomorrow i will line
them in tens blindfolded
lighted candle in hand
holding on left shoulder
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butterflies flapping wings
spreading pollen everywhere
some get into my nostril
makes me sneeze and pale
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we light up night sky
with laughter and sigh
there were times it runs
for hours after dawn
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why not; i should remember autumn
with beautiful fruiting persimmon
like a cup filling with sweetness
turning yellow, oranges then reddish
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kerosene lamp watching me
prepare my fish veggie soup
cook two cups of rice, sticky
mosquitoes love me, my blood
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raise my hands up for you to see
you hold your breathe forsake me
i know it's hard for you; i keep
deep in you i stay; my words sleep
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