Long Bok Poems

"Salvage"


Salvage the fixating salvation 
unfurling from the wreckage
of a numb world twisted inside
treasure climbs swimming 
the ladder from the deep of all things 
reaching upwards travelling in a new time
of melting morpheme moments overlapping 
dissolved...

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#A Nod To My MOTHER Who LOVED Her BLACKEYE PEAS. "So Do I", If Cooked GOOD..."YES PLEASE!" A GREAT "B" LETTER FOOD...
BROCCOLI 
BOK CHOY 
BERRIES 
BEETS (THESE ARE THE TYPE OF "BEATS" I LIKE...SAID A...

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You never know when the day begins or until it is complete what twists and turns that day may take…or what people you might meet.

Today a nod to fate…or luck…or what many call destiny…this story...

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I would help the air by blowing smoke 
into outer space. 
Not like the teens who blow it in my face.

Bok Choy!
For the farmer I would bring rain, 
precipitation to wash upon delicious leafy greens.

Oooooh!
I...

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Saturday Farmers’ Market 

Here’s how it goes at our Farmers’ Market:
shoppers all ages, clothing, and races,
parents push bundled babies in strollers, 
children dash eagerly through the crowd. 
Others meander to and fro, seeking 
new food...

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A World Shattered


http://www.freemalaysiatoday.com/category/nation/2017/11/15/penang-to-pay-funeral-expenses-of-mca-mans-family-members/   

Here in Bolehland, this has to be the saddest news to date...
The occurrence of a fiery tragedy, to leave a solitary victim in its wake...

Such a tragedy makes the famous...

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SNAKES (XI)

			Temptation always comes in a pretty package;
			they were caught between two worlds,
			worlds apart. The reason for snakes
			in the grass is to make elephants dance.

			You were the candle leading him out
			of the darkness, now you...

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IX

"Not exactly Rumi...", he quipped, 
his words charged with full intent. 

"Rumi writes for everyone," she replied, 
"your words are meant for me alone." 

With that he knew she understood 
but one hundred and eighty-two...

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He sits before my window strongly scented 
implanted deep inside my soil so grand 
With bushy arms of spruce uncomplicated 
this big bulbous tree is planted in my land.
With every passing day as I got...

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© Theresa Rossouw
I wake up in the morning feeling your arms around me. The night has rolled up and gone to rest. As the sun warms the day, my heart is warmed by your love...

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THE TREAT
Today 
      we went to the zoo
clouds scud high
   & the sky  blue.
Mum,sis &
       me 
filed in the queue
Gran &...

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II

The teacher and her pupil sat by the river
holding hands and trading adjectives of

admiration. Luna looked down upon the playful
couple and blessed their union. They were pioneers

on the frontier of a New World, like Balboa,
first...

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Today we went to the zoo,
clouds scud high and the sky was blue.
Mum,sis and me filed in the queue,
Gran and Gramps waited too.

Giant giraffes,six metres tall,
looked over a stable stall.
Short sighted rhinos with a keen...

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III

Who is this wanderer come out of the desert
well nourished and with muddied feet?

Who is this angel come down from heaven
to walk this earth for you to meet?

Who knows this stranger come from the past
to...

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Today we went to the zoo,
clouds scud high and the sky was blue.
Mum,sis and me filed in the queue,
Gran and Gramps waited too.

Giant giraffes,six metres tall,
looked over a stable stall.
Short sighted rhinos with a keen...

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As lunch draws near,
My taste buds rise.
Will it bring a tear?
Or make my senses rise?

Such in my great joy.
Fish in sauce is great.
Or bok-choy with soy?
A dream on my plate.

Ah,here it comes!
Hot dog on a...

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