Haiku Collection February 23,2012 Poem by john tiong chunghoo

infinite X - an illusive star
God and that file to locate
the murderers

the clipped macaw
to the trees she caws
this whole morning

childhood river
we go looking for it
at the edge of the city

venting their lust
upstairs bed creaks
to a crescendo

venting their lust
upstairs' bed takes us
to a crescendo

venting their lust
the bed rides noon
with a maddening creak


noh theatre - the virgin girl
that man with flowers
on the wig

noh theatre
her husband - that prettiest woman
on stage

envelope X
three strands of hair that would
solve the crime

envelope X
all they have
to bust the crime