Throwing Away

To my old ways of thinking,
Holding on means stagnation.
Release like wind blowing,...
Oh! What a relaxation!
When I feel my old self coming,
It is time for inhalation.
New light and energy mean awakening,
God is always for salvation!

Always embrace a new beginning,
Watch the sunrise for your direction.
Always remember your new becoming,
Yes to a world of fine connection.

An Invisible Thread

I have an invisible thread,
I love to call it red.
A red laser beam,...
to point in my dream.

Someday I am Spider-Man
aiming for the trash can.
Someday I am Cupid
firing like stupid.

When I am old
and cannot be bold,
I can attach the thread
to my tiny bed.
If I fall into the carpet,
I will look like a puppet!

Supper

Purple flower cut
To welcome new friend tonight
We are thanks giving

Di Ba Pwede

 

 

Di ba pwede

Kukunin ko ulit

Ang kulay ng araw

Sa dagat ng Maynila

Nakaupo tayo

Sa bato

Nakahawak ang ating kamay

 

Di ba pwede

Sabihin ko uli

“Mahal kita!”

Pasensya kana

At hindi ko tinuloy

Ang ating

Pakikisama

 

Di ba pwede

Alisin natin

Ang pangalan ko at

Ang pangalan mo

Bumalik ako

Sa bato at sa dagat

Iba na ang puso

Nag-iisa pa rin ang bato

 

 

Di ba pwede

Umibig

Kung iba ang kulay ng kutis

“Bakit?” ang tanong

“Bakit?” ang sagot

Maraming “Sana” ang nasa isip ko

Pasensya ka na

Sa susunod na buhay

Magkatabi uli tayo

 

 

The Concert

 

Her

Piano

Is a black

Boat with a sail

Running down the stream

Of notes where the water

Crest and dip and splash again

Sometimes resting in a still dam

Until the allergro gate opens

Begging for emergency skipping notes

 

ㄧ頓飯局

 

老中國人

不講

 的ㄧ句話

 

 

當餐桌上

 剩下一塊肉

 他用筷子

 輕輕夾起來

 輕輕放在

 你的

 白飯上

 

老中國人

 不講

 的ㄧ句話

行

 

 

我踏著雲

出遊

 悟空帶領

 

 

京都小碎石

 歡迎 我

 靜坐

 養氣

 

長城積雪

 的

 階梯

 哭出

 多年的傷心

 

愛爾蘭

 啤酒

 最

 溫馨 開胃

 

回到老家

ㄧ踏進門

 母親說

 你 這麼久 沒打電話 回來！

No Expiration Date

Most Sagittarius are playboys she said,

It struck a chord in my memory box.

As if someone pulled a long lost thread,

In my dream I did rewind all the clocks.

I stared at the picture black and white old,

I googled, facebooked and sent out emails.

Nothing came back, I decided to fold.

But it is not, not a lost fairy tale.

What do I need to learn in this lifetime?

Flower to flower, searching like a bee.

As if a big mountain for me to climb,

I get to the top and nothing to see.

My love for you has no expiration,

Hope to see you for more conversation.