Showing posts with label Kent Ridge. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kent Ridge. Show all posts

Thursday, January 5, 2017

My Haiku Page

 
 
Breeze ripples
Boughs bow and sigh
Coolness !
 
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Falling leaves:
a gust of wind showers the ground
gold at my feet
 
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Visitor @ my window
wings folded, hanging upside down
a little bat.
 
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Dec 31st 2007:
sunny & breezy, foliage rustling
in Botanic Gardens
 
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Dec storms:
water down soaking walls
drip, drip, drip
 
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Boom City:
a forest of cranes gouging the earth
scarring my homeland

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Jan drizzles:
on the leaves the crystals
shimmer

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Enright's bench:
sits among tall trees and birdsong
on a sunlit knoll

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JOURNEY

bike ride to the village
amidst raindrops and breeze
the trees raced

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Deprung Monastery:
temple bells reverberate on cold crags
all around

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In the park
crystals shimmer on the leaves
freshness there

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Bike ride to the village
chickens in bamboo coops chug by
to some market

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Rejection is
a cat without shelter
in the rain

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Boredom is
a long afternoon
in an empty house

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Fear is
encountering that figure in the dark
brandishing a knife

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Loneliness is
a brown parched leaf
on a pavement

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Happiness is
a breeze in the Park
on a hot day

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Incoming tide:
a blue soft crepe of folds
rolls landwards

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After rains
olive sunbirds on my willows
begin to whistle

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Waves on rocks beat
along the shoreline foams splutter
water fountains

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SNEC treatment
patients with eyes dilated sit and wait like
patience upon a monument.

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40 years on
I finally made my way
to Angkor

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Sitting still:
a white crested thrush above and I below
in Kent Ridge Woods

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Agony is
lying on the stretcher waiting your turn
to undergo the knife

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Lifestyle choice:
an old couple living in an old house
full of old stuff

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