Biography of Rowving Smith
Rowving Smith Poems
Dark Dark Moon......
Dark dark moon Dark dark moon No no no no no, don't show me your face...!
A Bubble In My Heart...!
There's a bubble in my heart A bubble that floats Like it is made out of soap There's a bubble in my heart
Little Yellow Flowers...!
Little yellow flowers Swaying in the wind Little yellow flowers Bowing their heads
The Third Eye
'It is my third eye So I can see Inside your heart'
Shining sun Has been digging Here and there The white blanket of snow
A full moon With a misty veil Around its face Diffusing the light
Alnitak Alnilam And Mintaka
I was late coming home Walking along the foot path Couldn't help looking up There they were
Oil And Water
No matter what people say No matter what they make us believe There should be oceans Never kissed by a river
The Yellow Rainbow
Way way up way up in the sky I am sitting on a rainbow Holding tight so I won't slide I am sitting on a yellow rainbow
You did not want To get out of the bed Because it is Sunday you said
A purple envelope With a purple card inside Fell out from the book I took out from the shelf
The End Of The Story.....
You were looking down Down into the sand Like there was something Written on the beach
Day And Night....!
When you said You are my Sun... I wasn't paying attention
A Yellow Bud
Here and there Greeny grass leaves Are starting to wakeup From the dried muddy crust
The snow has melted
Exposing the beach
So I walked
Leaving the boardwalk
Under my feet
But it sounded hollow
The wind was low
And it was warm
Well, not enough
On my right
And I had to keep
My right hand
In the jacket pocket