* A Point in Time *
3
Only the Night and Us
Only the night and us
Only our breath
Only our slither
We explored
We meandered
We twisted and coiled
Moon halo
Burning chase
Raw mystique
Like midnight creatures
to the murmurs
and snuggle of the night.
“In ageing it is even more important to live in splendor, seeking the beauty in mortal life.”
* A Point in Time *
3
Only the Night and Us
Only the night and us
Only our breath
Only our slither
We explored
We meandered
We twisted and coiled
Moon halo
Burning chase
Raw mystique
Like midnight creatures
to the murmurs
and snuggle of the night.
* A Point in Time *
2
A Time in Maastricht
I welcomed the numbing cold
As I burrowed into your warmth
crossing the cobbled bridge
The hot sausage spurted warmth
As I licked it off your lips.
* A Point in Time *
1
The Salt of Pain
I tasted the salt of pain
How it
shrieked and shrilled
through the veins
The eyes see no form
The ears hear no tone
Pain was a cold body
drenched in sweat.
And you said
that you have
eaten more rice
than I have
tasted salt.
My pain
is temporal.
* When I Falter *
10
Living the Real Life
What’s the real life?
It’s living the truth
None can maim the truth
None can change the truth
When you live the truth
You live the real life
And the truth is not a lie
And you do not live a lie.
* When I Falter *
9
Choice
I
Years that gave so much
and so much taken too
Roads I boldly took
Roads I refused to leave
Ignorance and pride
Lodged in cement
of convictions
II
Time of triumph
when there was no applause
Still I have been proud
Time of mind and passion locked
The only regret
It was all too soon gone
Time of the hearts
The only game played
Only for love and the other
Time of right and wrong
Says everyone, it was wrong
I refused to be wrong
Time of shadows
When I forgot to care
Leaving only tears
III
I plod on
Praying to be right
Praying to be safe
Weighed on, by
Wreaths of woe
Garlands of mirth, too
Rules of life
The only strength
was from within
IV
And so I was then
And so I am now
A choice
A decision.
* When I Falter *
8
Bloom and Floom
Blooms of chrysanthemum
Bound one to the other
Fresh or sun-dried
Breathing fragrance
Scent to a quiet heart
Faint to a bitter heart.
* When I Falter *
7
Only Amusing, Now
With a bold tug
She pulls him through the gate
Whispering bamboos
Keng Hua bloom
Scent of Angel’s Trumpets
The night is only stars
Giggles and chuckles
Scented skin and soft breathing
A brush, and a smack
Good God, mosquitoes!
Breathless no more!