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    Serendipity

    I didn't expect today
    would be sunny
    as a sunny side up I ate yesterday
    when it was cold and wet
    as a wet fish
    on this subtropical island.
    So rare and bright is the sunshine,
    especially in December,
    that I'd like to cut a few patches
    with a scissor
    and send them to you,
    but this plan won't do
    just as you can't hold water
    with a fishnet.
    Hence,
    this little poem springs to mind;
    enclosed is the sunshine
    to share with you.
    Hopefully,
    it may brings a ray of cheerfulness
    to your gloomy day.
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    Bread or Poetry

    Without eating bread
    for many a day,
    you'll go hungry
    and become skinny
    as a rake.
    Without dipping your head
    in the elegance
    of poetry
    for only a day,
    you'll become vulgar
    as a monkey
    and misery as a wreck.
    If there's only one choice
    between the two,
    I guess,
    you'll choose the same
    as I do.
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    Beauty Is Immortal

    Supposing
    it's sentimental but true to say
    that life is short,
    yet beauty is immortal,
    then one day
    you don't need to sob,
    as the wind does in the forest,
    the day when I must leave,
    like a fading leaf,
    drifting in the chilly breeze
    and finally
    falling onto the ground.
    Just pick it up gently,
    glue it to a floral vignette
    and be free to moon around.
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    Quote Originally Posted by angliholic View Post

    If you don't mind
    could you lend me a smile
    so that I could bury it in my barren land

    And wish in a little while
    it might grow into an oasis of sunflowers
    on the wasteland
    This is so beautiful, angliholic!
    #Stay home as much as you can and stay well

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    Quote Originally Posted by Danik 2016 View Post
    This is so beautiful, angliholic!
    Thank you, Danik, for reminding me of that poem written many years ago. Yes, it's still beautiful to me.

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    A Beautiful Piece of Poetry

    If you happen to see me
    lying under a banyan tree
    in the light of day,
    please don't presume
    that I've run out of steam
    or feel sleepy.
    Neither do I
    enjoy the cold winter wind~
    I'm just temporarily
    running short of inspiration.
    Hence,
    don't bother to awaken me
    so that I may lie here
    until the sun's getting too doddery
    to shine,
    until Persian daisies forget
    how to smile,
    until a beautiful piece of poetry
    leaps to mind.

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    Beauty Is Everywhere

    A sage once told me~
    If I could imagine
    life's an anthology of poetry,
    then it might turn to be
    a pleasant feeling
    to hear the north wind whistling
    down the sky,
    to say nothing
    of the spring rain
    which was easy on the eye.
    Just as God gives us the garden
    of paradise,
    the rain is sure to bring
    a smile to every wild flower
    in the plain
    where there's a river
    gurgling
    its winding way to the sea.
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    Insomnia Killer

    After doodling a verse,
    I suppose
    it must be touching
    and captivating
    as the yellow rose of Texas.
    Hence,
    I can hardly wait
    to read it one more time.
    Before finishing the first line,
    I fall asleep myself.
    The temperature outside
    is cold enough
    for the most optimistic people
    to suffer from depression,
    not to mention
    this insomnia killer of mine,
    which is sure as hell
    to bore a normal person to death,
    like the last straw
    that murders a camel.
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    The Life of a Poet

    The life of a poet is
    less glamorous
    than that of a beggar.
    The latter enjoys at least
    three meals a day,
    whereas the former at most
    one a day.
    In the worst case scenario,
    a poet may go hungry
    for days,
    sometimes,
    even for months,
    without food of inspiration.

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    Stopping by a Rice Paddy

    No one sees me
    stopping by a rice paddy
    after harvest
    in broad daylight.
    The busy sparrows gleaning nearby
    must surmise
    I'm lonely as lonely can be.
    Nevertheless,
    the carefree winter breeze
    which is basking
    in the precious December sunlight
    must guess
    I'm here simply
    to search for poetic muses.
    Well,
    confused as the confusing clouds
    in the sky,
    I wonder why
    I have Chinese ancestry
    whereas
    my shadow is of a Bohemian.
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    The Sunshine of Yesterday

    It's not necessary
    for you to remind me
    of the cheerful sunshine of yesterday
    because
    no matter how warm it was,
    it can't drive away the cold front of today.
    It's not necessary
    for you to remind me
    of the yellow flower of yesterday
    because
    no matter how beautiful it was,
    it can't remain forever young as a lass.
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    Atone

    I see
    there's a wide river
    widening
    between you and me;
    I must admit
    it was my wandering spirit
    that should
    take the blame.
    Now that
    I've learned
    how to play the game,
    a prodigal son
    returning home,
    please give me
    one more chance
    to erase
    the moody weather
    from your window pane,
    to stretch
    my sincerity
    across that river,
    and to make
    a gentle span
    for you
    to walk on blissfully
    into my humble lane
    again.
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    On Christmas Eve Morning

    On Christmas Eve morning,
    there's nothing
    I can do
    but miss the sweet morning dew,
    but that's not the reason
    I'm feeling blue.
    It's neither
    the weather's getting cold,
    nor am I getting old.
    But would you
    be kind enough to show me
    how to craft an intoxicating piece of poetry,
    and how to paint a purple daisy
    on your face
    when the world's getting colorless,
    and my imagination lusterless?
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    For Lisa

    Having climbed many a mountain,
    having crossed the Pacific ocean,
    having been
    to England,
    even to the promised land,
    and back to Buckingham Fountain,
    I've never seen
    a lady
    more happy go lucky
    than Lisa.
    Her enthusiasm gives forth aroma
    more fragrant than
    that of Mona Lisa.
    A red rose may expire,
    but her smiles never retire.
    The sun may whine,
    but her fervent heart will always shine
    during the darkest hour,
    sparkling
    like a light tower
    lest lonely souls might get lost
    when the weather's so foul
    that there's misty frost.
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    Cold Rain

    Cold rain,
    blown awry by winter wind,
    keeps sprinkling,
    flying,
    and tapping
    on the windowpane.
    Simply
    at the thought
    of stepping outdoors,
    I turn timid
    as a lamb.
    If I can't leave my shadows
    here and there
    on the quiet lane
    that leads to a fantasy world
    of mine,
    what's the use
    of the pen
    that used to
    spin whimsical poetry
    while dreaming
    under an evergreen tree?
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