john tiong chunghoo

Bronze Star - 2,650 Points (Jan 21,1960 / Sibu, Sarawak, Borneo East Malaysia)

Winter Skin - Poem by john tiong chunghoo

winter holiday
at the tropics
the sun bits into my frost bitten skin

inspired by today's poem:
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Summer in the South
The Oriole sings in the greening grove
As if he were half-way waiting,
The rosebuds peep from their hoods of green,
Timid, and hesitating.
The rain comes down in a torrent sweep
And the nights smell warm and pinety,
The garden thrives, but the tender shoots
Are yellow-green and tiny.
Then a flash of sun on a waiting hill,
Streams laugh that erst were quiet,
The sky smiles down with a dazzling blue
And the woods run mad with riot.

Paul Laurence Dunbar


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 16, 2005



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