NHIEN NGUYEN MD Poems

She became that kind of person, what is left for me to miss,
Was there any love left there to drive me crazy.
I got mad at myself, for not being able to retrieve my soul
For not being able to redeem the love that I offered.
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Every morning, Noel goes to work at school.
After having meals, he runs and plays for few hours.
If going to work earlier
Noel will not be awake and he will be less happy.
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A young woman jogs along a country road
Her horse-tail long hair flaps around in morning air.
It's still very early in the morning
Morning sun is asleep and dew fall covers green grass.
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I'm going to tell you a story
The story of a Boat and the Ocean:

'From the unknown days
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Tattered water-soaked bamboo trees crowd a river bank
By the up-stream of a boat pier, banana trees stand exhausted under heavy rain.
Drenched by rain water, the river flows at an increased speed
A deserted moored boat is left behind in loneliness at the pier.
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For a long while I did not write any cat poem
On this Saturday morning, I watch falling rain with my cats.
Holding my hot cup of coffee in my hands
I sip my coffee slowly while day rain falls fast.
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Dangerous road rage!
A man forced me off main road
With his driving van.
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Air temperature is a little bit chilly under light amber sunshine
Waves of green rice fields spread to horizon clouds
Several swallows dart across the sky in mid-air
Flocks of herons flaunt around with their stops and flights.
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The first time when I sealed her lips for a kiss
Small cicadas sang their startled loud pitch
Green garden, emerald grass, amber noon
Thousand Poinciana trees flamboyantly bloomed
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Under blue sky filled with summer sunshine
I pulled weeds and trimmed flowers
Drops of sweats rolled down on my face
I shaded the sun with a wide rim cone hat.
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