Leslie Ching

In the depths of silence
Pits of despair
Holes of doubt
Infinite nothing
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I savour the word
Those delicious vowels and syllables
Hard consonants and crisp suffix;
I let them roll on my tongue
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When I (inspiration) = 0,
The # of P (poems) < N (normal)
And the value of P < 2
However, when I = 1,
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We never thought
It would happen so soon
So suddenly
That things would end
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As we drive into the parking lot and pull into a spot,
The seashore park receives us with open arms and a friendly welcoming gesture,
While fresh salty scent of the ocean playfully slips into the car through the open windows
And sprinkles its blessing on our heads, leaving a vague feeling of longing and contentedness in the backseat;
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I'll keep writing...
As long as there are
Sights to see
Sounds to hear
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In a bitter chiselling winter gust,
Dusty flecks of snow whirl about in the air around me,
Enveloping my figure in a spiral of white,
While I wait impatiently for my bus to appear on the horizon.
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Conversation With a Neighbour:
Hi, Mr. Myers.
I'm doing great, thanks. What about you?
Oh, that's good to know.
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Stop being so opaque!
Oh why, why can't you see
That I won't ever hurt you
Just let your inner self be free-
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If a rogue paintbrush clattered to the floor and happened to catch my eye,
I would lure it to my fingers with a palette smothered with rich, vivid paints
Luxurious hues and shades it would love
And rested in my light but commanding grip, I would let it unlock for me
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My courage, like the larks, has taken flight;
May God save me from this dreadful plight-

I had rose to the sky on angel's wings,
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Will you remember me
After I’m gone?

[[ a s h e s to a s h e s,
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Goals to attain:
Today I shall:
-lose my pencil
-lose my homework
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The three greatest discoveries of humankind:

THE SONG
Melodic hums and trills of instruments
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***Note: The word 'kukofunis' in this poem is the phonetic spelling of the real word 'cacophonous', meaning 'dissonant' or 'jarring'. Used here, it is also meant to be 'chaotic', the reason of which you will find out when you finish reading this poem...

This morning I made
Some kukofunis*** stew-
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When I turned twelve-oh what a fright!
Home alone for half a night!

When I turned thirteen, life was a bore
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Have you ever wondered
What happens in between?

Between blinks-
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I wish I could remember
The days of childhood
When all that I cared about
Was to have fun-
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I sit by the creek side
Watching the water sweep by
When a delicate pearly lily
Drifts into my cupped hands.
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