The fire is embers, after hours of crackle and burn Good morning, you Who has mowed me over, and over again In the soft moonlight, taking inventory of my every whim

  The long dark road ahead beckons. It calls out for me. No light to see. Do I sense A bitter End?   © 2015 Silvester Phua  

Cherry tree in blossom, birds singing, coffee waiting to be drunk, everything has its own rhythm.   Why cannot I find my own when you are not by my side? How many other shed tears are necessary so that you forget your vanity and come…

Great Dane measures in hemp, Guarded with sorrow and pain, He gathered his wit and started weeping, Why on earth, I am living hell alone? Black birds, black hemp, Clouded with grey and cobweb string, Where should he go, what should he do? He can’t…

Questions. What? Who? Where? Why? Will? Does? Mood? Sassy swishes her tail and demands petting. Later, She purrs.

  (Haiku, 2015 @10:10 a.m.)

creative, eclectic, artistic, at 2 A.M, I am still wide awake for ideas come flooding at this wee hour at dawn in a trance, an insomniac, while others are still fast asleep here I am at the threshold of my creation. there’s something in the…

Roots in excrement Lotus rises elegant, opens wide to Sun.   Judy Klemos

You’ve seen the fish, seen her home the silver flashes ‘twixt the bones the flickering motion of her tail in the wild ocean from which she hails.   You’ve seen the bones, the carcass rotted dark, alone but for the fish you spotted. You know…

Falling awake to the sound of dappling on the window. Tired eyes peeling open, expecting the sun’s warm glow, only to a glimmer of surface light.   Confusion develops as you begin to stretch. Certainty sinks in as you gasp for a breath. You have to…