john tiong chunghoo Poems

'my pot of love for you, here it is, '
mom tells daughter, 'thick and savoury
as the suntan, reddish hot as chillies,
appetising as turmeric, jintan,
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but I think the city is under our feet
the sounds of dream and determination
charge every inch of the streets,
the well polished shoes that shine
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you came in the midst of hope
in the youngest days when
our eyes sparkled like diamonds
and laughters rang like the
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mickey mouse
run, run, run
the joyful feet
of my childhood
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world poetry day
shakespear, du fu, basho
sadly missing
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Lake Powell Cruise
between the narrow canyons
my heart leaps
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creature of wisdom
the turtle in the little aquarium
sits on a stone the whole day
teaches me to meditate
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The maiden of Malaya
is full of romance
Her hair curls and flows
the way The Melaka Straits
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Río Camuy Cave Park
taino indians' paintings and carvings
relax my sinews and muscles
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a kite rises
twelve young eyes
too
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