The Last line

While reading something i think of the last line Its so important More than the first one   The firsts make you move ahead And the lasts stays with you No matter how long it was Many years may pas.   one always remembers The…

the end my friend #24

the end my friend   put on my ruby slippers when you lay me out place my elder wand in my right hand as my nimbus 2000 leans against my glass casket at my wake enjoy half cups of tea with sweet cakes think only…

Zoe the never dog #23

Zoe the never dog   We rescued her from Jersey She doesn’t like my mother the boy said While he fixed our invisible fence Would you want another dog he asked Before I could run this by my husband He was gone and back from…

The Great Wall of Chocolate #22

The Great Wall of Chocolate, not far from ‘natural wonder’ status, resides in my home, the making of a six-year-old.   When my colleagues found out, they insisted I invited them home, and when I declined them politely, they invited themselves over anyway.   What is…

Drenched in poetry

A journey of 24 hours Reaching its end   Muse is being thanked For the companionship Encouragements are turning into excitement   For some it was a first For others an yearly ritual People exchanged love they smiled and laughed New friends were met  …

194E, Thean Teik Road

It’s here my life began It’s here the nine of us gathered Every school holiday, every celebration But you’re gone And the nine of us have scattered Will we ever find another you 194E, Thean Teik Road

Tiny Kitchen

A Baltimore row-house Over a hundred years old Views of my favorite park A place to read A place to write A cute apartment, my first without roommates One bedroom One bath Hardwood floors built-in bookshelves, and a Tiny kitchen with a tiny stove and…

Proud of Me

I am never going to put boundaries on myself again. I am never going to say, “I cannot do it.” I am never going to say, “Maybe.” I am never going to say, “I think I can.” I can and I will.

Poem 22 — The Night is for Sleeping

The night resides for sleeping, I couldn’t stay awake, My body yelled at me, And my eyes wouldn’t cooperate. The night is designed for us Who love to roam the day, We ride the sun’s path Highlighting with laughter along the way. Sometimes we can…