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Colleen Chua Poem
remind me, remind me why i'm doing all these
remind me, remind me why things are the way they are
the first taste of amnesia came last year
when the film in my head
jammed
refused
failed
to respond to my summons of recollection
the second came this year
when evidence of photographs
reminded me of your presence
this time it stung even more
cos i had believed it wouldn't happen
again
it did
remind me please
cos i forget
yes i forgot
remind me why.
Copyright © Colleen Chua | Year Posted 2005
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Colleen Chua Poem
A quiver of longing, the heart perched
on its topmost rung, bracing itself
for yet another
fall.
Thud.
No flailing of wings,
no shrill cry ringing in the air.
Why am I not surprised?
Is my plea for a fair
today that unfair?
Copyright © Colleen Chua | Year Posted 2005
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Colleen Chua Poem
i emptied my heart, dug deep within,
peeled off the layers of dust
that smeared my life.
i turn this way – the dust
chokes my head.
i turn that way – the dust swirls
around, engulfing me yet again.
my wound stings, my head spins,
my heart aches.
NOW!
i watch helplessly
as The Hand erases all the fingerprints
from each page of lined paper.
Existence is swallowed by the rag
with which The Hand swabs viciously.
the pine fragrance lingers.
my wound raw, my head stuporous
my heart sore.
Copyright © Colleen Chua | Year Posted 2005
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