through the dark sky,
though it burns and rains,
I stretch my arms
I catch my glimpse
one day I’d be there
yes, we’ll be there
let it begin,
our journey to the star
10.29.2021
Tag: dream
Ants
stranded alone in a dark river,
the moon, pinned high above,
only solaces the ant’s waiting
and hopes for a new beginning.
the ant stretches its six legs
grasping onto ephemeral reflection
of the moon on dark river,
its every breath to save the moon.
standing alone in the dark river
I stare at the ant, whispering words
perhaps as a prayer of some sort.
10.27.2021
Round
unlike movies, unlike novels, unlike commercials,
there aren’t time for silence.
each second testifies against (for) your existence
so I say, take that extra step to go a distance
do not be afraid to be naked
to your own conscious, not others’
for love, for hope, for courage, for faith,
take that extra step towards your goal
10.20.2021
Text
I wrote a text on my phone in my bedroom
I then walked out, climbed up stairs to the roof
and threw my phone as far as I can muster
hoping it will reach my designated audience
perhaps it took couple seconds. ah no.
actually couple hours, maybe couple days
till something hit me on my head (blind spot)
with the same phone but different message
something seem to ooze out
not from my head, but from my gut.
it’s a intoxicating feeling, heart’s pumping
but it ain’t all too bad. maybe a bit better than that.
I wrote a text on my phone,
walked up to the roof,
and threw my phone as hard as I can muster
hoping it reaches the person.
10.14.2021
Dream
I now have a dream
I feel alive, even
the harshes words
won’t hurt me
life has already started,
so why not play less safe
and let it blossom
whether you like it or not
there is an expiration date
so go on
let things happen
9.30.2021
Dream
during my sleep talking at night
I had dreamed of a trip to a world evolving
like a plume of smoke that arises
after things burned down
it was a world so fast and mystical
I stood still and stared at it wondering
how I can ever get on with my trip
but I realized this was all but a dream
the journey continues
even as the world falls.
12.22.2020
Cigarette
Cigarette, a cancerous stick, has ceased
to be in my grocery list, for I cherish this breeze
freshly squeezed out of green tree leaves.
Bittersweet it is though this is where it’s been
the last greeting of sweet sigh breathed and dreamed
as crimson yolk of sun set over the horizon of youthful steam.
6.26.2020
Wooden Sword
‘let your limb be whole with the sword’ said sensei,
‘close the gap between your hands’ and the sword’s way’
for awhile the sword cuts the air,
sounds of cicada is what I hear
poring out of the earth’s surface, clinging to a wood it screams,
roaring its life out, making seventeen years of its dreams
a wooden sword silently cuts the air.
6.25.2020
Moonlight
Glowing flowers amongst the darkness,
Nevertheless refuges indulging laziness.
Dancing among nubile effervescent globes,
Fearless flare arises amongst the grass.
Rise, dear moon. Rise ever higher
6.18.2020
Bicycle
Pedaling on a blue bike, paean of breezy winds bumping along the road
Rumbling sounds of SUVs and pick up trucks passing by, rowdy kids jumping into the lake half naked
Roaring laughter fading away, riding down a long lonely road in between the animate and inanimate nature
Blazing through a carpet of gold laden by the bleeding yolk of the sunset
Rolling stone within the heart spins faster and faster, unleashing the monster hunkered for a thousand of years
Then — whirl — and — crash.
A reaper stands on the door expressionlessly peaking its bald skull over the door sill.
Like a dusky cloud on a simple summer night.
6.17.2020
Ralph with Coffee 
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