Potpourri Poem by john tiong chunghoo

mulu cave
talking zen in
all its silence

delivering me from
the womb of samsara
buddha, dharma and sangha

haiku for Bandar Seri Begawan

the drive around
neat and clean as the sultan
in the picture'

getting the message
in the toilet
durian season

super moon
the monk's head
glowing with a moon

the boat permanently
beached on a canvas
thanks to my brush

two trapeze artists
a sixteen legged stunt
in a maze of ropes

the mountain there
it takes me to
the nirvana inside me

all souls' day
the child's grave clean
and sparkling again

spring parting
only your haiku to
lighten up the path'

solar eclipse
the sun hides in the
moon's belly

my love for this country
is like a moon waning and waxing
pulling a tide that sweeps me
... in so many directions