Every Youthful Moment
Paving his ownRoad, never backing
Down,
He does what he wants,
How he wants,
When he wants,
Making the light shine.
He has faith
In
The future
He’s facing towards.
Enjoying the golden age,
Remembering every page,
Of his life,
Written or unwritten,
He gives it his all, hoping he will not
Fall,
To
Every youthful moment.
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Here in This … Antlike Moment
Here … in this … antlike moment
Arise … my spirits
Illuminating… my own shadow
They’re up… against the dark cloud
Ready to join… in a heavy storm
Shooting… like… a thunder
Now I see… the unlimited sky
Besides …the cracking light
Now …I know…… my ………fate
Pardon My French: “America Is the Earth Fucker”
As soon as the Indian summer is over
A newly old Turk
Who always talks in plain English
(About anything as American as apple pie)
Will put an end to this Mexican standoff
(By way of a deep French kiss?)
Before taking French leave
And then going Dutch
(With Dutch courage, of course)
For some real black Russian
Despite all those Chinese whispers
Which are totally Greek to him
Even if he has to take a slow boat to China
Where there’re simply too many chefs
And not enough Indians
Diphthongs Deconstructed
Wakie wacky, you dum dum
Stop dillying dallying, &
Don’t wishy washy
Or shilly shally
But chop chop
Let’s leave the hurly burly
All the wishy washy, or
Whim whams of this market
And join each other inside out
Becoming lovey dovey
Even palsy walsy
To complete our souls with hocus pocus
Freegments: 10 Random Reflections
1/
The biggest success for me
Is to live an enjoyable life
2/
The meaning of life, if any at all
Is yet to create one for yourself
3/
Poetry is truth, good or beauty
Perceived beyond immediacy
4/
The most fascinating fact of my life : All I have
Gone through are published as poetry or fiction
5/
A smile on your face can drop on the ground anytime
Only an inner joy will keep your soul uplifted forever
6/
Skin pleasure is strong, bone pleasure enduring
While spiritual pleasure is as strong as enduring
7/
It’s not the wind but the lost souls rising from under-
Ground that are storming through the cement forests
8/
Go dream a bluish dream, where
I will join you in body as in soul
9/
So many black tears are contained in the red-hearted
Melon as if we’re all imprisoned in a sweet universe
10/
The highest ability is to live a simple life
After one has undergone all complications
Bionote
Allen Yuan, author of Traffic Light, is a 2-time Pushcart and 2-time Best of the Net nominee. A co-editor of Poetry Pacific, Allen currently works as a financial analyst in Vancouver. Since grade 10, Allen has had poetry appear in more than 70 literary publications across 16 countries, which include Cordite Poetry Review, Literary Review of Canada, Poetry Scotland, Shampoo and Spillway.
1/
The biggest success for me
Is to live an enjoyable life
2/
The meaning of life, if any at all
Is yet to create one for yourself
3/
Poetry is truth, good or beauty
Perceived beyond immediacy
4/
The most fascinating fact of my life : All I have
Gone through are published as poetry or fiction
5/
A smile on your face can drop on the ground anytime
Only an inner joy will keep your soul uplifted forever
6/
Skin pleasure is strong, bone pleasure enduring
While spiritual pleasure is as strong as enduring
7/
It’s not the wind but the lost souls rising from under-
Ground that are storming through the cement forests
8/
Go dream a bluish dream, where
I will join you in body as in soul
9/
So many black tears are contained in the red-hearted
Melon as if we’re all imprisoned in a sweet universe
10/
The highest ability is to live a simple life
After one has undergone all complications
Bionote
Allen Yuan, author of Traffic Light, is a 2-time Pushcart and 2-time Best of the Net nominee. A co-editor of Poetry Pacific, Allen currently works as a financial analyst in Vancouver. Since grade 10, Allen has had poetry appear in more than 70 literary publications across 16 countries, which include Cordite Poetry Review, Literary Review of Canada, Poetry Scotland, Shampoo and Spillway.
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