john tiong chunghoo Poems

Olympics National Park
elks with
tip top triumphs
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the dove that
just flies away
carries my dream
high up into the sky
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rosebud, how much
secret can you hide
away in a rosebud?
your muse, his
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San Francisco Jazz Festival
we ready a blues for McCain
and a celebratory Jazz for Obama
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i broke the mirror
in one smash seeing
myself breaking up
in so many pieces
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the heart is a well
you can go for love
for contemplation
abandoned, it morphs
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Storm King Art Centre
two sculptures linked up
by their shadows
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my home village
the virgin mary still stands
young as ever
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my friend prayed five times a day
but did not really love his work
day in and day out he tried to avoid
what he was supposed to do
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