Friday, December 28, 2012

Clues In A!

Looook around:
miracles everywhere,
in your hands,
on the back of your mind,
in the shadow behind you,
on the road ahead of you,
Loooook up,
the wind is singing,
Joy awaits.

Friday, December 14, 2012

The Mother of God By William Butler Yeats

The three fold terror of love; a fallen flare
through the hollow of an ear;
Wings beating about the room;
The terror of all terrors that I bore
The Heavens in my womb.
Had I not found content among the snows
Every common woman knows,
Chimney corner, garden walk,
or Rocky cistern where we tread the clothes
and gather all the talk?
What is this flesh I purchased with my pains,
This fallen star my milk sustain,
This love that makes my heart's blood stop
or strikes a sudden chill into my bones
And bids my hair stand up?, Happy Birthday to Tom, Enjoy A Safe Trip Home, Sheng...

Monday, December 3, 2012

Another Song

Merry the red, the red sparkling lights,
See the green, the green below the snow,
And Zack the Jack, two brothers' ties.
And sled shall fly, in big furry snow,
Exhausted, the explorers shall return home,
and Zack the Jack, two boys' smiles.
Wonderous eyes, minds wonder,
Under red green lights, upon frozen mountain,
and Zack the Jack, follow love's guides.

Monday, November 26, 2012

Among English Verbs By Kay Ryan

Among English verbs,
"to die" is oddest in its
eagerness to be "dead",
immodest in its
haste to be told-
a verb alchemical
in the head:
one speck of its gold
and a whole life's lead.

Sunday, November 18, 2012

Spring in Winter's Eyes


spring shrinks,
a solid dot on paper,
A sweet meal routed months ago.
Winter season has begun,
The air is thin with silver moon,
and cold touches of icy rain...
Tree leaves either turn yellow or brown,
they murmur and quit with a frown.
Benches are lonely at parks,
Sparrows sit on frosted wires,
Capturing the last autumn views.
We can expect snow outdoors,
and red stockings under Christmas trees
within weeks, by new year's eve,
Spring will be on the way to
knock doors, spring festivals are up,
new birth of hope, growth, and peace
will be sowed as earth turns dark
and sprouts of plants appear,
the magic of time,
the wish of the children...

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

A Prayer for Permeability By Barbara Crooker!

Lord, infuse me with love, this day
as tea diffuses its flavor in water,
as tarragon leads its essense to vinegar,
as mint releases its sweetness in jelly,
as woodruff imparts its fragrance to wine,
as sunlight glazes winter clouds,
Lord, infuse me with your light.

Monday, November 12, 2012

I Feel Sorry for You!

I mean no harm to none,
I please those who support
without minding too much business of mine;
Don't force me to buy your sales,
unless I believe your innocence!
Look, if you wish to kill to complete your will,
Do it yourself,
Go to police department to report and accept the consequence of your act,
Don't try to convince your lover to do it,
He is smart enough not to behave "ignorant" the way you do.
You claim novel, decent, well deserved lady,
But never wish to contribute anything to the family,
Your true intention is not "love",
But destroy his original family to rise above...
As a highly educated individual,
I believe that you are near-sighted,
Your behavior appears almost the same as those who are illiterate,
How sad to see you poor image as a bad mouth,
who puffs harmful words to the man you 'love',
You judge me without credentials,
I feel very sorry to see you bring shame to your family name,
to the birth place you come from...
You are truly a third class citizen in my view...
what the hell for a goodness  me
to be tortured  and mistreated by your careless thoughts and negative actions ...
Life is short, my pen is smoking,
Type your dark words in your own mind only,
or maybe seek professional help...

Sunday, November 4, 2012

The Shallow Pool By T. L. W.

As one by the side of a pool,
who idles at ease
to dabble his feet in the shallows
discovers the cool
green-wavering surface rising
in sudden seas,
So am I caught by surprise and
immersed in these,
your delicate ankles arched,
your tender knees,
your expression unmoved,
your hands paused,
your eyes not blinded,
misty images
under the shy trees.

Monday, October 29, 2012

The Tailor Copy Right @ or By Sarita Sue Thatcher

Tailor, humor

Untangle, unravel the fibers of fear;
Rewind them; reweave them;
Let cares what the hues in its thread?
One is no better because it's seen more.
God is the tailor; faith is his tool.
We, but the cloth,
If he doesn't show favor in colors,
How can we, each but one thread
from the fiber of man-
Tell me, how can we scoff?

love this award, thanks a ton,
I wish to nominate Sam and Morton  for week 76  ...Morton Monica Evans  

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Jin of Sorrow (One Jin=Ten Niang > =One Pound)

If sorrow can be weighed
by the Jin,
and every Niang was a dollar bill,
Then every Jin carries ten,
that's going to be heavy
enough to sink a heart often,
To joy as well as woe,
It's random but wise to
have fair measurement,
The woe is by far
the rarer cargo!

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Thursday, October 11, 2012