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    Oblivious Youth

    When early December's withering
    like those water lilies in cold weather,
    I'm startled to remember
    my blissful days are also evanescing
    even before I comprehend the meaning
    of holding spring dear
    while stream water is still clear.

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    A Marvelous Feat

    Is it a marvelous feat or miracle?
    In a democracy
    where everyone should be equal,
    but some are richer than a country
    whereas others poor as a squirrel.
    If you ask me,
    I don't mind
    who owns the Empire building
    providing that I still possess a window
    of white clouds, roaming
    in the blue carefree canopy.
    Once in a while, please remind
    the gentle breeze
    not to bring in any tinge of sorrow.

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    Clinging to the Vine

    I miss April,
    which was once in your eye,
    so much so that I sigh.
    Without a reason why,
    I believe
    on a distant hill
    there must be a maple
    shedding leaves now like tears
    as if there's no tomorrow
    on this somber day.
    Likewise,
    I guess
    you're going to miss
    till doomsday
    the May sunrise
    which was once here to play.
    Nevertheless,
    I know I must hang on
    like the last leaf
    clinging to the ivy vine
    in the depth of winter
    so as to pass on
    the bewitching story of a drifter,
    perhaps, sweet as red wine,
    or bitter as lemon.
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    To Herd the Cloud

    In the wake of days
    of wind and rain,
    my friends,
    let's step out
    to a green meadow,
    wearing a Mexican sombrero
    to herd the cloud.
    Let's step out
    to expose all of our sorrow
    in the sunshine,
    warm and mellow.
    Instead of riding horses,
    we may lie down
    watching flocks of white worriless
    roaming about
    in the blue heavens
    with no post or rail fences.
    Let's step out.
    Supposing
    we may drift off to an exotic land,
    don't even feel distress.
    They won't go missing,
    for the boundless sky is
    our pastureland.
    So, let's step out.
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    Silver Grass

    Since I knew
    the meaning of blue.
    I've recognized your name.
    Yet it's a shame
    that I didn't have a clue
    why I've never had a liking
    for you
    especially
    when you're shuddering
    in the brittle air
    on bleak hills and everywhere.
    Seeing that
    the season
    you're blooming
    is the season
    maple leaves are falling,
    I guess
    I finally realize the reason
    why the wind's weeping
    like a willow
    and why I'm not willing
    to face tomorrow.
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    December Rain 

    Words just fail me
    whenever
    the fantabulous verse~
    April showers bring May flowers~
    springs to mind.
    It's a pity
    that I don't know
    who came up with this romantic line,
    yet I dreamily know
    December rain brings me
    nothing but pain.
    Coming out of nowhere,
    the moonshine in the lane
    whispers something
    in my ear~
    The colder the weather becomes,
    the more fragrant the plum blossoms.
    Supposing
    tranquil beauty
    only thrives in the adverse rain,
    I'm willing
    to shed an ocean of tear
    merely to endure this infinite pain
    and never complain.

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    In the Wake of December Rain

    Following the foot steps of April showers,
    you were a gazing bud
    of May flowers,
    waiting to be written on the fragrant leaf
    of my book of poetry.
    In the wake of December rain,
    which brings me nothing but pain,
    I'm merely a rusty leaf
    waiting to be written in a melancholy leaf
    of your book of diary
    before falling upon the mud.

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    Ethereal Beauty

    I came up with a poem
    while taking a walk
    in the misty rain,
    ethereal
    as a puff of smoke,
    surreal
    as climbing a rainbow.
    Come tomorrow,
    I'll send it to you.
    You needn't rack your brain
    or feel blue
    while reading
    and smiling
    at your cozy home.
    It's sure to overshadow
    all your sorrow.
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    Light as a Feather

    Gold's definitely sparkling
    and dazzling,
    but it's a pity
    that I'd rather my poetry
    to be light as a feather
    and ethereal as moonlight.
    That's why
    it can fly and hover
    like a glowing firefly
    in the dead of night.
    Without precious burden
    on my wings,
    my soul is left in peace,
    and that's the time
    my inspiration's ready
    to float on air,
    and sing like a wind chime
    in the breeze.
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    Love-in-the-mist

    As the night's still young,
    I take a stroll
    on a winter street
    of a small town.
    It being windy and chilly,
    I stop for a while,
    lifting my head,
    and looking up at the night sky,
    murky and empty.
    Seeing that
    there's not a single star,
    I long to see the bride in June
    so much that
    I start searching hard
    for what she looks like in my brain,
    but in vain.
    I can barely remember
    love-in-the-mist was once
    in season,
    but never in December.
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    Peanut Candy

    On the timeline
    you wrote,
    "Snacks and peanut candy,
    these little things around,
    really sweeten life."
    If you don't mind,
    send me a piece or two
    to heal this inner void of mine
    when the moon turns blue.
    As soon as I'm free,
    I'll send you one or two,
    the most nostalgic leaves of vine,
    to keep you company,
    to enrich the odyssey
    of your life.
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    Empty Glass

    Give me an empty glass
    so that I'm free
    to fill it with my favorite grape wine,
    so that I'm free
    to choose the aromatic lemongrass
    as Muse of my verse,
    so that I'm free
    to pen a line or two,
    perhaps eternal or blue,
    as the evergreen vine.
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    Glad to read your poetry. You rightly say:
    "That's why
    it can fly and hover
    like a glowing firefly
    in the dead of night.
    Without precious burden
    on my wings,
    my soul is left in peace,
    and that's the time
    my inspiration's ready
    to float on air,
    and sing like a wind chime
    in the breeze."
    #Stay home as much as you can and stay well

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    Quote Originally Posted by Danik 2016 View Post
    Glad to read your poetry. You rightly say:
    "That's why
    it can fly and hover
    like a glowing firefly
    in the dead of night.
    Without precious burden
    on my wings,
    my soul is left in peace,
    and that's the time
    my inspiration's ready
    to float on air,
    and sing like a wind chime
    in the breeze."
    Thank you, Danik, for your most uplifting feedback. I'll keep searching the beauty in the remaining days of my life and keep writing it down.

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    Persian Daisies

    If you know
    it's a beautiful misunderstanding
    that people here often take cosmos flowers
    for Persian daisies,
    then you should also know
    why,
    under the bleak sky,
    beside a lonely farmhouse,
    there's always a field of Persian lasses,
    waiting patiently
    and quietly
    in the winter wind
    for their landlord to come home.
    Last edited by angliholic; 12-15-2021 at 12:57 AM.

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