...been thinking in the language of poetry and scribbling verse from as early as I can recall of my days...FLASHBACK: born naked in India in 1955...was shipped to Singapore in 1961, well-packaged...sent myself over permanently to Australia in early 1998...FINIS: ...just can't get out of the poetry-mind...
hear my poems in my own voice at youtube:
http: //www.youtube.com/user/rajarumugam1? feature=guide
jumps up on me
with a BOO! and a Hee! Hee! Hee!
moon, moon, crazy moon
torn apart and snoozing moon;
lovely moon, romantic moon
a child is born free of mind
but is hardened into thought
and by the time one dies
most are fixed and screwed into