john tiong chunghoo

Bronze Star - 2,650 Points (Jan 21,1960 / Sibu, Sarawak, Borneo East Malaysia)

* Slyvia Plath The Haiku Poet - Poem by john tiong chunghoo

I have always been scared of you
your LuftWaffe, your gobbledygoo
your neat mustache

I never could talk to you
the tongue stuck
in my jaw

my tongue stuck
in a barb wire snare.
ich, ich, ich, ich

I have
lived like a foot
poor and white

I have had to kill you.
You died before
I had time-

a bag full of God
ghastly statue
with one gray toe

freakish Atlantic
it pours bean green
over blue

an engine, an engine
chuffing me off
like a Jew

a swastika
So black no sky
could squeak through.

every woman adores a Fascist,
the boot in the face
the brute heart of a brute

a cleft in your chin
instead of
your foot

..........

the strange girl
guilt-stricken halts, pales
clings to the prince

hectic music, cocktail talk
she hears the caustic
ticking of the clock

the prince leans to the girl
her green eyes slant
hair flaring in a fan of silver

revolving tall glass hall
guests slide gliding
into light like wine

rose candles flicker
on the lilac wall
a million flagons shine


Comments about * Slyvia Plath The Haiku Poet by john tiong chunghoo

  • Rookie - 415 Points Captain Cur (7/24/2012 4:24:00 PM)

    Tough intense write as the subject of the poem dictates! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 25, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, June 26, 2012


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