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Windowsill

First prize

and compliment

a piece of golden

fallen leaf

softly drifting

into the dainty domicile

over time

autumn will climb

up these chalky walls.

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Summer wind

Summer wind

a hint of green turf

a touch of cycling time

bedecks every colored dream

standing under the stars

is you

like melodious symphony

it sounds so beautiful

when the wind blows

the plum blossom is your breath

when you smile

it’s the trace of a meteor

across the sky

silent but

it looks so beautiful.

Everywhere

Poetry is all around

if you look for it

it’s around

it’s everywhere

if you calm yourself down

poetry is where

you can and cannot see

like the gentle breeze in the drizzle

like fallen leaves in the green wheat field

like burning bonfire in the evening glow

poetry is in the bits and pieces of life

a lover

a white dress

a red rose

a parting platform

a blue box

a green compartment

a quiet coffee shop

a round table

a soft chair

it’s in the infinite nature

vast grasslands

galloping horses

flocks of sheep

overlapping mountains

winding roads and rivers

it’s in a calm lake

a pink lotus

a silver ripple

it’s in the forest of dream

thousands of peach blossoms

thousands of viridescent

leaves.

 

Little road

Little road

light green

and lush

on both sides

trees and shrubs

summer sunshine

through the foliage

like the sprinkling

of a handful of golden petals

quiet road

little traffic

i happened to pass by

it’s love at first sight

from that day on

i often go back

and forth

when i’m happy

i sing to the trees

the birds

dear little road

thank you

for a lovely summer.

 

 

A good day

The sun and moon

connected

time stacked up like a tome

a tall wall

a steep slope

in the days consitituted

momentarily

have is a beautiful verb

the main theme of the day

having loved, cared, fought

chased, dreamed, sought

in days ordinary that we have

ordinary like pacing

in a garden of leisure

or bottles of

oil, salt, sauce and vinegar

or poetry

the same day has been colorful

enriched by mutilcolored ways

of experience

of a good day.

 

Realistic

This life

is tempting

touching

life is

full of spiritual

scenery

colored flowers

flavored fruits

this sentiment

is time

shaped into

a psychological cup

here is

the world for the soul

the free loving hands

the direction of reality

this raw

ideal self.

Evening calm

The evening is calm

no shadows of wind

so calm i can hear

breaths and heartbeat

butterflies and passerines

sound of flapping wings

the language in which 2 ants greet

i can hear

you and me

the sound of our eyes meeting

unexpectedly

the sound of heaviness lifted

from our bodies

i can hear it

night approaching

laving me with moonlight

the sound of

stars shimmering.

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