Treasure Island

john tiong chunghoo

(Jan 21,1960 / NEW YORK)

Poem about Poetry - As the poems go


as the poems go into the hundreds
i realise there are gems of various grades
strewn everywhere
if only i have the time to gather them all
and string them into a necklace for the goddess of poetry
they will i think sparkle round her neck
the rest - gems with less lustre
like sweat will soon dry
to refresh me to have another go
scouring the various compartments of
my mind for gems of the best categories
and perhaps one day finds one
from a distant planet
that would shock the world

Submitted: Sunday, November 13, 2005
Edited: Monday, April 27, 2009
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