Category: Poetry

Tempest

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I saw the clouds gathering from the distance, but chose to walk into the fray, mingling with thundering clouds

Some roared, some meekly passed by, some were quite solemn. Yet, the mission was the same: ride the moment and leave no prisoners behind.

Quite apparently, they were quick to leave those who fell behind. Jumping and running, screaming and unapologetically happy, the clouds shook the city, leaving all to wonder what has gotten into them.

I played along, clapping and laughing, wowing and hollering. And in the end, I was buzzed, a bit of wind knocked out of me, I treaded back to my sanctuary, hammering the seams steady.

Yes, it was fun and all. Yes, they were lovely. Now, let me just continue the path that I walked and finish my story.

9.8.2021

Mirror

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A flower blossomed in between a crevasse in a concrete sidewalk. Blue-purple smiled at me and I smiled back at its petite petals. The wind was clear, and the sky was cool. I was thankful for this happenchance to meet her.

A pair of mysterious stones were walking by, have a serious conversation in whispers amongst themselves. I respectfully circumvented around their path, letting them go on with their journey. They stopped and curiously stared at me. I paid them no mind; I rushed onto the path that I was called to.

Three dogs were strolling by. One was barking and following the other two. They all seemed to be in a genial mood. A group of lamb just stared curiously at me as they waited for the dogs to pass by. I felt proud one moment, then ashamed. Such vainglory is such a chagrin. I once again leap onto the unknown.

Spiegel im spiegel.

9.7.2021

Pair

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I watched a pair of left feet rising,

And then a pair of right feet rising over the paddles

Slowly, but steadily, the pair matches on, solemnly, through occasional joggers and racing bikers.

Calm, steady, and unquestionably moving, the pair almost seemed to be lost in themselves, oblivious to presence of others.

I work my legs to catch up to them, but mysteriously they squeeze by in front of me.

A pair of varicose legs are as steady as the chopstick-thin pair of legs, not yielding nor excusing

Not pushing not dragging, just simultaneously meditative in their repetitive motion

These old pair of legs cycled away among the sea of legs.

9.5.2021

In the end

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Frosty Autumn atmosphere is in the air

The sky is pastel milky blue, as if out of a Cezanne’s painting.

The street corners seem oddly a bit more serenely quiet

Putting away the wildness of a last few nights into a drawer

Now is the time to contemplate & appreciate

No more, no less.

Watching as the sun goes down, imbuing the horizon into persimmon orange-rouge haze

I clasp my hands.

Please let there be hope.

9.3.2021

Lore

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I wonder if she still remembers the tempest that we rode together in our youth, rumbling and thundering, smashing into places and roaring in laughter,

I gotta say, we had our fair share of cuts and bruises, wrestling with the world, blinded by our youth fleeting ever so fast

Traces of those fights, the battles we had, the scars that were left in each other, now recollected in tiny bits of bitter-sweetness.

Remnants of these memories, ever so evanescent, remained as a mystic story, a whisper in the rustles of Fall leaves

After the storm, only the calm remains. Only in the absence of noise, truth is heard. Perhaps in the tiniest sound of them all, is where the old memory rests ever so patiently even after all these years.

So here we are. What can I do now?

I wait. I pray. I grow.

Per espera ad astra.

9.2.2021

Darkness

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I plucked out my ear plugs

Shunted my eye gaze away from my screens

Ate, drank, read, and walked in silence

Just to relish this darkness of sense

So as to appreciate you more fully

Perhaps I should tone down this desire to appreciate you as well,

In order to cleanse myself of impurities

But yes: this is who I am

And here I stand, hoping that I can jump across thousands of kilometers of distance between us

Remedy the years that we’ve been away

And dance in this darkness, together.

9.1.2021

Rain cloud

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Oh, this is for you, my dear!

You pressed tenderly your sharp dagger into my chest

Like the hidden pushpin beneath soft furred carpet

And I bled and bled, frightened I ran.

But dear, little did I know

That it was I, who haphazardly spilled a carefully kept bottle of pins in my drunken state of mind, thus pricking a drop of blood with your thin wrists

Yet here you were; steadily gazing upon the sky, waiting. How the years have passed by yet you still remain here is beyond my dignity to understand.

If you could forgive me, for the blindness and the idiotic things I have said; I would rise again, even if it means to be stabbed a thousand times again.

Let it rain! Let it rain, oh clouds of the sky, let it rain!

8.31.2021

Inferno

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Throw me to where the flames are arising

For this is the moment I’ve been practicing

In carousel of groundhog days

Grinding teeth as I bolster the boulder uphill ready to be pulverized at any moment

Throw me to the darkness

For the last be of candlewick’s been said to ignite the brightest

Oh, throw me where there is a need.

8.30.2021

Forest

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Strolling through the forest,

I stumbled upon a pin

Rather peculiar, I looked around.

There was nothing.

Too quiet, too clean.

I looked up,

And there it was

A parachute full of letters

Ready to explode in a moment’s notice

Just as you turn you head just a little

To avoid the roadkill;

Staying silent, for running don’t matter too much,

I passed my time watching the butterfly fly away.

8.28.2021

Crimson sun

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As to embody the magma itself

Rouge yolk arises above the horizon

Burning its existence in every moment,

It dies, and the revives, every second.

Slowing climbing to the apex,

The pan reverberates its presence deeply

Silently, calmly, and ubiquitously.

Then it descends, as azure darkness leaks in

Ever so subtly, until the seed of ember

plants itself again into the dormant soil

Like a slow wink of a sperm whale

Who descends into the abyss

Searching for its final destiny.

8.25.2021