A star is born among teen bards
and soon he'll lead in Yale's vanguards.
Young Will Chen shines, a full ride won;
his language skills beam bright, bar none.
Congratulations! best regards!
December 9, 2022
AN: Quadri-lngual high school senior poet, William Chen was accepted
full tuition paid at Yale on December 1, 2022. A long awaited moment never
to fade from his memory. He posts at a fellow site called All-Poetry.
form: a quintilla, Spanish quintain
contest: December Memento
sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
The tinted walls’ filled with paintings -
Max, Bull, Fanch, Chen and Noah.
The mantel, shelves, tabletops cleared
to be lemon-dusted and windex-spritzed.
Company’s coming. Lots to be done.
Blinds brushed, windows squeegeed,
cobwebs cleared, Blue-teal rug vacuumed -
prepare for our grandsons’ two week visit.
The saddest task - relinquishing my books.
Of course the boys are all worth it. Home
will be filled with laughter, arguing, tablets,
wrestling, rewards, cooking, two more boys.
Four grandsons and grandma against the world.
In my midst a sea chief, defender of mankind,
strength of God and then there’s “fifth.” These
are the boys to men that surround me - proud.
Company’s coming, not rest, nor peace nor quiet.
The floors, walls, doors, sheets, pots and pans
will be amused and explored. TV and tablets,
feet out the door - to parks, golf, church and more.
6/6/2022
Maze
_____
Maze
Traps unaware
Nature lays everywhere
Abuse Nature get punished
Equilibrium
Maze
A challenge
To pass through
Sync mental physical steps
Victory
Maze
A puzzle
Pieces with clue
Arrange in right order
Amaze
Maze
A curiosity
What could happen
If stepped into unknowingly
Discovery
___________________
©Hitendra Mehta
( This is Elfchen poem. German Elfchen – Elf "eleven" and -chen as diminutive suffix to indicate diminutive size and endearment) is a short poem with a given pattern. It contains eleven words which are arranged in a specified order over five rows. Each row has a requirement that can vary.
1 . A thought, an object, a colour, a smell or the like
2 . What does the word from the first row do?
3 . Where or how is the word of row 1?
4 . What do you mean?
5 . Conclusion: What results from all this? What is the outcome?
Format: five line 1:2:3:4:1words per line. First line and last line are usually complimentary to each other )
When Rico said, Thirty days will go by
and I’ll be forgotten after I die
I knew what I had to do
I’ll make a book for you
At least the cover will catch your eye
I decided to do this in case he croaks
It's a chapbook with his incredible jokes
Double-entendres filled with sex
At Kinko's-AKA-Fed-Ex
Obsessed with Vladimir's power, a hoax
Thousands of words it cost me some chen
Kinko’s gets it—they always have been
Lucky for Rico Leffanta
I have chosen the right fonta
At my source where they make things happen
Mana'o wau e ola mau 'oe
translation: I hope you live forever!
fireworks light up sky.
hi-lo buildings, pumped-up torch
of New York Harbor,
ripples of copious ships,
excited helicopters.
the twins are very happy,
long before they fall
on their smoking knees
and crumble to dust
1/9/2021
Manhattan Celebration by Alexander Chen
CORONALITY (1)
Polyneuropathy of a poisonous dark child,
Weapon of mass destruction,
Born to the family called Earth,
Name Corona, last name Virus,
Nickname Covid, aged nineteen (19),
Nationality China, who premeditatedly planned
The glint of bodies: naked, suited or adorned,
Down by the old soul (earth).
International terrorism at it's best,
Who is going to be the jury
To hear and decide this infliction of life's injury.
Death fashionably attired with a face new
And name, Corona, reminiscent of something I knew,
Now the ghost of life that begins
Can freely travel from Italy to America,
From United kingdom to Faroe island
Even without aviation and documents
To waver in arms of loved ones or pen pals.
What's going on with our beloved Earth?
Carcasses; I smell a rat,
Chinese government wears the aroma
And Wuhan Institute of Virology,
I see Shi Zengli's lab oozes 'the dead rat'
And Major General Chen Wei's hands stained
With tactics, strategies and blood
Like a small red circle on a white flag.
Welcome to the apocalypse, age of Ragnarok.
VickWizzy
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright © 2020
C-ompose
H-eavenly
E-xcellent
N-ote
S-imply
A-dvancing
Q-uote
U-nder
I-ts
L-oveliness
O-nce
N-ame
G-reatly
A-pplies
N-obility
Topic: Birthday of Chen Saquilongan (July 03)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Many thanks to the Three wise men
Who invented You tube
Your Creativity, Ideas, Charisma and Charm
Have created a platform
Where the world can get paid
While Entertaining and having Fun
Thanks to Chad Hurley
The Co-founder and CEO of today's video sharing
Many are able to earn money
While video sharing
Thank you to Steve Chen
Who saw an opportunity
To expand on today's technology
His intelligence and brilliance created an App
That has surpass all of Modern day technology
Last but not lease lets not forget Jawed Karim
The young computer scientist
So Elegant and Graceful
Gorgeous and Charming
His beauty is so Alarming
He is Intelligent and Appetizing
His bravery and confidence is so captivating
The first to upload his video on video sharing
I am Rosaline Chen I like to be with my family
I wonder about the future
I hear nature and wind
I see my friends and family
I want to see what’s around the world
I am Rosaline Chen I like to be with my family
I pretend to be an actress flying through the sky
I feel like dolphins are swimming with me
I touch lots of nature its beautiful
I worry about my family when they are at home
I cry when nature isn’t alive any more
I am Rosaline Chen I like to be with my family
I understand my cousins and friends
I say that I can do lots of speech
I dream of touching a cloud in the sky
I try engineering every time
I hope that I can let any of my good dreams come true
I am Rosaline Chen I like to be with my family
China Spies and Lies
Concentration camps in the north
disappearing book sellers in the south
Chinese spies hunt one and all
Army of thieves , worldwide
Zhao Ziyang, where is he?
erased from Chinese history
where is the brave young man
who battled one thousand tanks?
Xu Jiatun, where is he?
erased from Chinese history
truth has no play in China today
only death and propaganda reign
Xi Jinping, crimes against humanity
Lu Shaye, propogandist to the core
Leaders of a revolution long dead
corruption their cause, their only rules
Coal plants and cigarettes
Keep your silences
even you may lose your breath
This is China, spies and lies
Jailed Activists
Ai Weiwei
Bao Tong
Bao Zunxin
Cai Lujun
Chen Pokong
Cheng Jianping
Gao Zhisheng
Guo Quan
He Depu
Hu Jia
Huang Qi
Ilham Tohti
Jiang Lijun
Jiang Rong
Jiang Yanyong
Jiang Yefei
Li Hai
Li Zhi
Liao Yiwu
Liu Di
Liu Xiaobo
Qin Yongmin
Shi Tao
Tan Zuoren
Tang Baiqiao
Wang Bingzhang
Wang Dan
Wang Quanzhang
Wang Xiaoning
Wang Youcai
Wei Jingsheng
Wu Gan
Xu Zhiyong
Yang Jianli
Yuan Hongbing
Yue Xin
Zeng Jinyan
Zhao Changqing
Zhao Lianhai
Author: Runping Chen
It’s just September 1st of that year.
Flowers in the school garden are waving beautifully.
The young children were cheering and started their school ages
While pulling mother’s coat brim
And having never explored the secret on pages.
I was like a lamb
And erected my ears for listening to the teachers;
I opened my eyes and looked around
The colorful school garden
Where the dream about seas of knowledge was.
I haven’t seen where the knowledge was
And knew little about how to appreciate;
However I felt comfortable from head to foot,
And entirely free from worry, I finally entered
Yesterday’s dream of hill-like books.
C-ouplet
H-ymn
E-xpresses
N-ice
S-ong
A-s
G-hazal
U-ses
I-ndependent
L-ines
O-f
N-atural
G-reatness
A-nd
N-iceness
Topic: Birthday of Chen Saguilongan (July 03)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Author: Runping Chen
Here arrived the strange way station
And the train was like a long snake,
Leaning on the small platform. The dawn was at the scene
While I was silently standing on the strange place,
Just as a lonely star on the night screen.
The wind from the platform
Drove me away into the waiting hall.
The poor building fled away from the night darkness
With the half-waking lights, its winking eyes
Which looked at the old clock on the south wall.
The night was bantering
The travellers’ drowsiness laid on the benches.
The leaving people’s heartbeats hurried the clock pendulum
While the staying ones having been snoring
But me seated on the bench and shivering
Several stars stitched to the roaring train
And flew away
As if it cut through the sky screen
From whose rupture the noisy was gushing—
Washing faces; giving a lift; serving you dinner or breakfast noodles.
I struggled to keep up my spirit
Just like the morning star in the east sky
Nervously peeping around
At a few lumps of burning clouds on the grey screen
When the stories at the way station were again on show in sunshine.
Author: Runping Chen
Here is the noisy lodging house
Where I cannot compose a poem in reply to Dongpo’s Prelude to Water Melody
Because whoever can hardly
Bear the accumulated homesickness.
I sang loudly
In a melancholy.
In an avulsion, my voice
Sang to the top of my bent.
The tacit moon,
crude and rash like that,
Wouldn’t realize
Her radiance gave a burn to the man away home.
Would you like some moon cake, my friends?
No! I’d rather go outside
And have a bite of the moon.
Therein I might relish that taste.
I wanted to throw my mind up into the starry sky
And swim in the limpid moonlight.
The cool breeze raised the brows of the clouds.
My heart was even brighter than the Mid-autumn moon’s eye
While however I opened my heart I couldn’t see my hometown
A both ancient and young sadness of parting,
Always classical
And refreshing now and forever.
Note:
Prelude to Water Melody is the Ci poem written by the famous poet Su Dongpo in the Mid-Autumn Festival of 1076 (the Song Dynasty). It takes moon, full and crescent, as the symbol to describe the reunions and separations, joys and sorrows of people’s life.
Author: Runping Chen
I’m afraid
Whether I should have kept you stay up late
I worried
You might have to get up early
To go to work duly
But I couldn’t help being hearing your voice
The long conversation last night
Was like a long trip of happiness
That I wish it could never stop
Before we fall into sleep
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