Tanka And Haiku Poem by john tiong chunghoo

all over, a poetry slam
among the flowers, wind,
mountains, sea, field, you, me
if we care to loosen ourselves
to join in the fray

art and music
the river sings sweet verses
as the water paints
this wondrous scarlet sky
over and over

year
of the monkey...
expecting this naughty thing

the sun, so much
life it gives me
the moon outside window
sheds new thought on me
the bagavad gita verses come to life

bagavad gita is the 'bible' of the hindus.
need to read this to understand my tanka.

school exchange
even the way
they talk is different

sweating at the check-in
this next woman tells hubby:
'Let me wipe it for you.'

soften footsteps
mother tells us
a new child greeted with
all the vip treatments
we even laugh as it cries

the break
in my daily to do list
all the other tasks
i do with my heart
angled on that unspecified hour

howling winter winds
the willow trees' leaves
point opposite way
while a lonesome man
asks for direction