Best Fu Poems

Sharp as a whip, and not really drunk,
the drunken monk
has the sober monkey on his back.
A cylinder of mighty words
chained to a cylinder of craft and trickery,
behold the clever nunchucks,
I don’t follow the trickery, perhaps you do,
the blank look on your face, though,
suggests that you...

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My Kung Fu Chop Suey Present

On my thirty-fourth birthday off to China's best; traveled I went
So very uneventful and unaware I blithely lost all my well-earned money and spent,
As I entered into a Chinese restaurant and telephoned Connie Chang's
Alas, I'd decided to relinquish my yearnings...

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When I was in High School, one of my assignments was to perform community 
charity.  My teacher hooked me up with the President of “The Appalachian Club” at the local 
college.  I was allowed to join the club on several weekend trips into...

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When you don't know what to think
Don't think nothing
Let your mind wander
Until it becomes something

Unwind your focus
Loosen it's clasp
Hover from your focus
Float out it's grasp

Escape boundaries and limits
Discard boundaries and limits
Do away with them all
Leave no boundaries and limits

Look at the reality around you
Then imagine...

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This poem was written for my friend Sonya Mako Wong



Kung Fu Chop Suey

On my twenty-fifth birthday off to China's best travelled I went
So very unfruitful and unaware I enormously lost all my money thus spent,
Then I entered a Chinese restaurant and telephoned Tonya Chang's,
Alas, I'd...

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I caught a quick peek through the Veil
Where angels guide us without fail
I saw my friends
Were bucking trends
Its "human" race Beyond the Pale!...

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”... s’okay …”
one liner says all lines are true
container remains as the soup
”... Dr.ink of my pen…”
CODE LOVE to main gate activation…
”... they’ll think it’s all fiction…”
and if that’s the case… don’t waste a space
double pace to the time of place

they said phewy to my...

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I feel like Du Fu
On this cold wet day.
I should be immersed 
In my studies,
I should be seeking
Advancement of some kind,
But all I want to do today
Is drink tea and read poetry
And dream
Of retreating into the mountains
Where I'd sing sad songs
To the trees and water
Living...

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Fu Man Chu

one blade of grass
hero to mask 
not a solemn type post
breath in machine
to ask for Mr. Clean
tragedy tries to lead whole of me
there he lurks
brave at the vibrant head most
change the heart to roast
be the beaver of one who decides
a vision in twilight
rest...

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COME ON MO-HER-FU-KER MAKE LOVE TO ME 
MY BODY IS VIBRATING IN SYNCH WITH THE SONGS OF THE SHELLS
COME ON MO-HER-FU-KER MAKE LOVE TO ME 
BLOOD, BODIES, FLESH, LIMBS ALL SPREAD OUT ON THE BARREN FIELDS
SENTENTIOUS SMELLS EMBRACE THE AIR
THE NOISES OF FOREPLAY FILL THE...

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Finally I am fine again
do whatever I can
to forget you, to not miss you
over is the swine flu
that I had inside
or at least it felt like

Finally I am free again
like a metal bird in the sky
did we fly too high?
or maybe too low?
I don't know
but...

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Bruce

A lumbering man, 
audibly achily, stepped to the
floor’s center.
Had there been a spotlight, he’d’a shone.

His arms unfurled.
His hips spun.
His soles, silent
as he padded here,
then twisted to place a foot there.

A phoenix swooped, festooned in fire’s colors.
A monkey stole a man’s visage, and made play there.

Time...

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I was a picked on, 
bullied, browbeaten, buffaloed boy
from Buffalo New York.
I grew up on Buffalo’s lower east side,
the ghetto by another name.
The Frederick Douglass towers.
Formerly the Talbert Mall
better known as the Jefferson projects.
The home turf to a gang
called the Pythons.
It was a place
where angels...

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I believe in the right place 
and the right time.
If one has fighting in mind.
I'm not talking about people 
who join (the fight,)
those who stand up for a cause.
People fight for a number of reasons.
Two people don't agree on something.
Ignorance, anger and lack of patience.
People...

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An old gent was tellin' me about how his dad wrote "a dry book" on a given topic, and argued the issue before the Supreme Court. Pretty important dad! And mine? "My dad rescued two hookers during a boxer riot in Kowloon."...

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