Poem -

Not quite a simple goodnight

Sleep tight

04/01/2020

Not quite a simple goodnight

Good night to my beautiful angel.

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Poem -

My Love

By Mr YANG (杨天水), translated by Yiyan Han (c)

My Love

This is a preface for the selected poems by the late Chinese dissident Mr YANG Tianshui ( 楊天水 ) , 1961.04....

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My name is soul mate

Solar eyes

My name is soul mate

a mate we seek for the souls abode a body in hiding as the soul now sings I’m body I crave my inner ghost...

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Poem -

The Detour

There's a garden next to my place of work
Where I can get fresh air

In these testing times,...

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social deconstruction

M.essage S.ent. N.otification
received birds Tweet
while they eat obsolete BlackBerrys...

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Ready (1-3-21)

I'm preparing myself for a great year
New moves

New opportunities
New progress...

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LOCKDOWN NUMBER THREE

See you on the other side dear friends
Much love to you all this poem sends
To my family the...

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Don't Hit Me (12-28-20)

Don't get me with false info
give me the truth
As much as it hurts
Don't give me...

Poem -

THE SCREAMS

THE SCREAMS

She heard the screams
From the apartment above
And knew not what to do,...

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Time of Day

The Spirit of Reconciliation

Give True Master your time
Invest in the emergence of a new Divine
Crush sour grapes
...

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Samsara

What children see

Get fat
Slim down
Get botox
Wear a crown
Smoke a fag
Get the chemo...

Poem -

The Skylark’s song 💕

The Skylark’s song 💕

As I sat upon a grassy riverbank I watched the rolling ripples running by

April showers dripped...

Poem -

Control

Control

You can always control yourself,

But sometimes not the situation.

You can probably control...

Poem -

How?

How?

The suffering of others,

How do you heal?

What do you say to those who can't feel?

...

Poem -

Life

Life

Freedom is the object of the game.

The soul is still,

The body you must tame.

...

Poem -

TOUGH TIMES

The aroma of fresh coffee filled the air
Will have a cup if one is going spare
While I'm at...

Poem -

Reflections

Reflections


Reflection
of the
unknowable.
Grappling.
Grappling
with the...