Haiku - Midnight running across the Owl Pupils A Mice

midnight

running across the owl's pupils

a mouse

midnight

sprinting across the owl's pupils

a mouse

john tiong chunghoo

the tall grasses

dance with the breeze

and make a cheer

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Ode to Autumn

a sense of longing trails each autumn

a leaf makes a change of costume and

spirals away in a wistul farewell dance

the year makes a ceremonious bidding

before turning earth into a page of white

for us to recollect and write down the memory of each day

leaf by leaf the wind tears away autumn

orchestrating a skeletal frame to rake our

thoughts of the year, instilling in us the anticipation for

another sparkling spring, blazing summer...

autumn helps us compose the days

we shed our clothes for a new

spring and sunbath a new shade

a charged bodice every cell

surges with a burst of portent energy

every autumn leaves an aftertaste of

the soothing and mellow sound

of violin where every note comes

alive with a bright orange hue the weight

of longing and anticipation

John Tiong Chunghoo

School Memory

old brass bell

echoing still

the school years

the old brass bell

solid and clear

school memories

old brass bell

reverberating still

the school years

old brass bell

this evening school memory

cold and still

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Illusion a death warrant signed with the very thing we hang onto for life veins and arteries in a million knots not an inch to let go for breath the physique festers in a despicable illusion we had clung onto with pain and expectations john tiong chunghoo

Illusion a death warrant signed with the very thing we hang onto for life veins and arteries in a million knots not an inch to let go for breath the physique festers in a despicable illusion we had clung onto with pain and expectation john tiong chunghoo

Childhood Marble Poem
in my hands again childhood marbles how fast the years had rolled by how quietly and gently childhood had been stored away john tiong chunghoo