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Evening Cloudburst

Evening cloud bursts on the rooftop. By the lamppost, an umbrella blooms. Evening Cloudburst. Photo by Todd Diemer on Unsplash Note:    Haiku (俳句) is originally a very short form of Japanese poetry. It becomes popular in English speaking world since the late 1800s or early 1900s. The traditional Japanese haiku follows a strict set of rules. English language haiku, however, often follows the

Silvery Thread

An inverted bravery, perhaps I was not meant to be. As far as I can not see, with me in a quandary. An unhappy scenery, abruptly I am so sorry. My life in your memory, but an old tree, you stand firmly. On your horizon shiny, a colored thread, silvery. Flying beautifully, your leaves scatter infinitely. Travel east, the air heavy, with your worries beyond the sea. On the horizon faintly, a

Your Little Hand in Mine

When my day is complete, tucked in beside you, I, the mother hen. Your little hand in mine, your softest touch against my rough sands. I can feel you, from my palm, your being, then ingrained deep in my spine. My precious tiny human, my pride, my joy, a part of me, intertwine. The strength of your innocent mind, your song for me, a melody so divine. A lullaby, your sleepy voice, a horizon of

Infinite Ancient Glitter

That night I stood  with you on that hill overlooking the city, starring down into  the black sea, filled with man-made stars. Up above us was a circular mirror, the  moon in its full glory and  around it, countless ancient  glitter from light years afar. Just like the  sky and the ground melting in  the dark horizon I put my arm tightly around you  when the  cold breeze blew. Our senses

Counting Down Your Breath

Stand there, with your hand against your face, under the teak tree. Count to ten, I dare you not to peek while we seek refuge, a place you can not see. As you count from one, then two, then three. We disperse away from you, in a hurry. Try to not make any sound So we will not be found easily. Four and five, and six. And loudly you asked if we're ready. Chaotic, we flee from your voice of

Love Mnemonic

Hello, good morning.  I hope that you are not getting tired of my usual greeting. Instant coffee and omelette are waiting, it's not much but I was the one who did the cooking. Let's enjoy today, like we do everyday, so let's get going! Oh but there's no need to rush, take our time eating and dressing, then I'll heat up the engine. Violet blue this time, wow! You look even more so captivating.