Bright red BMX
First prize at dog show
Journeys on dirt tracks
Wind in hair bestowed
Chased by mad brown dog
Bitten on right leg
Popped tetanus shot
Needle o so big!
Unfazed by ordeal
Freedom continued
Rat sneakily steal
Absent of tributes
Police recovered
It was not the same
Love rediscovered
Reignite the flame
Free to paint my dreams
Spirit once reborn
Two-wheeled's great esteem
Ride forth, on and on
Wednesday, 19 October 2016
Poem :: Bicycle
Sunday, 16 October 2016
Poem :: Monsoon
A certain feel and scent in the air
Showered with this love affair
Of hot earth and monsoon rain
All this waiting is not in vain
Cross legged on the concrete floor
Screened by absent double glass doors
Waves descend down in piles
Flood the sea of blue mosaic tiles
Armed with paper and origami hands
Shipwrights are made on demand
White beauties slowly spawned
Begins the race to the koi pond
This joyous season is catalogued
With chorus of banded bull frogs
Power outage adorned with candles
Night filled with ghastly ghost tales
Poem :: The Fawn
Canvas shoes drew curves freehand
Like a crab's random sketches on the sand
First bus to school filled with uncertainty
Shaking like a leaf inadvertently
Approached our house with a warm rumble
Sky blue bus driven by a bald uncle
Hand tally counter clicked as I alighted
A beautiful fawn was sighted
A gentle face with large brown eyes
Dimpled smile emphasised
Her name was Madeleine
The tower with a beacon of light
Her delicate hand gesture
Its worth? A priceless treasure
Poem :: Yee Por Por
Our love for her is insurmountable
Her sincerity rescued those troubled
Like a shepherdess with her sheep
She cared for them indeed
Her empty pockets were threadbare
Generous laughter with richness to spare
Anticipated the nights we'd visit her house
The opposite side of the town to ours
By the tin mine lake with plentiful of children
Lotus flowers bloom in her water garden
After dinner, our bronze Ford hummed slowly
Towards our destination in MTD
Through the heart, turn right
Cross the creek, switch on the light
As the wheels danced and swayed across the sandy grains
We shook off our troubles and pains
Hide and seek crickets twittering
Amphibians played melodies accompanying
The winds weaved through the pampas grass
Martins and bugs twirl in tempo upon mirrored glass
Opened windows cleared for enhanced sensory
Locally made heong peng's scent blown in, creating memories
Crispy crust with smattering of sesame seeds
Caramelised coconut still hot, gooey and so sweet
When one is found in London or perhaps Melbourne
Its taste, smell or form brings her back to me
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