Remembering Carl Sandburg - The Fog
The fog descends
in the wee hours of dawn
like a sacred thing
moves slowly to the ground
the way mom would pour milk
from a half frozen can
in the newspaper plant
the reel has just started running
the words go so fast
they are the process of thought
reenacted on papers
millions and millions of information
precipitated to get to the right one
not all news are accurate as
we would love them to be
the fog plays with them before
the sun shines through it
what remains after are little
lovely jewels on leaves
and - our eye lashes
to help us weigh the day
by john tiong chunghoo
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Fog
The fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
Carl Sandburg
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Fog
The fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
poem by Carl Sandburg
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The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on.
quote by Carl Sandburg (1916)
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Inspired by Issa - Dirty Snow and Flyover Stairs
eking out a living
little plant on
flyover stairs
inspired by
clinging fast
to my house's rear wall...
dirty snow
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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New Year's Eve
WE stand above the abyss; beneath our feet
Around and onward infinite darkness rolls.
The sky above is black; the watch-bell tolls
The dying year. While slow in silent feet
Pale ghosts come towards us from the ice-locked street
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Of thought's great city; faces young and old,
Eyes sunken, features set and deathly cold
And noiseless bear the dead year's winding-sheet.
But lo! where now we stand is worn with tread
Of millions; in the darkness feel, the ground
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Is dust of powdered bones; sure, on this peak
The years have died, and millions of the dead
Have waited vainly through the gloom profound,
For dawn of day or trumpet-voice to speak.
poem by Frederick George Scott
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There Have Been Millions And Millions Of Years
THERE HAVE BEEN MILLIONS AND MILLIONS OF YEARS
There have been millions and millions of years
And there will be millions and millions more
And I have had only less than seventy-
There is so much to see and be and know
I could understand far more than I do now
I have so much beauty and hope and love in me
Why do I have to die?
It does not seem fair or wise
So much waste and loss in my dying
Worlds in me that will never be known.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Thats How Love Moves
(jennifer kimball, fitzgerald scott, ty lacy)
Its such a mystery
How you found something in me
That I never knew was there
But you uncovered it so easily
You turn me like the season
And I began to change
You wrapped your arms around me
Now Ill never be the same
Thats how love works
Thats how love moves
Like a river running through you
Sometimes it lifts you high as heaven
It consumes you
Thats a given
Thats how love moves
Ive seen walls that could never be broken
Come tumbling down
Ive heard the voice of love calling
Without making a sound
See I was touched by an angel
The day you took my hand
You know that youre the miracle
That makes me everything I am
Thats how love works
Thats how love moves
Like a river running through you
Sometimes it lifts you
As high as heaven
It consumes you
Thats a given
Thats how love moves
Sometimes its a whisper
Sometimes its a storm
Sometimes it reaches forever
With its everlasting arm
Thats how love works
Thats how love moves
Like a river running through you
Sometimes it lifts you
As high as heaven
It consumes you
Thats how love works
Thats how love moves
Like a river running through you
Sometimes it lifts you
As high as heaven
It consumes you
Oh, thats a given
Thats how love moves
Baby, yeah
High as heaven
Thats how love moves
As high as heaven
song performed by by Faith Hill
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This World...
This World We Know May End
Waves wither down
The walls of cliff sides
Earthquakes shake
Ground is splitting
This World We Know May End
Thunder claps
Thunder cracks
Thunder plays the drums of disaster
Lightning takes pictures from the sky
This World We Know May End
Wind speed picks up
Trees and houses are thrown with ease
These tornados are set on spin cycle
Fear of disaster we hide in our basement
This World We Know May End
Everything moving slowly
Blizzard moves in quickly
Blistering cold burns the hope
Frozen to a stop
This World We Know May End
Raging upon wars
Criminal minds advancing
The power within the head
One of them leaving millions dead
This World We Know May End
poem by Chase Wallace
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zen garden
i the only stone
that moves
haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Newspaper journalists
to be a newspaper
journalist is a sacred
profession, it is about
not placing refuse on paper
for your readers to ingest
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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You Little Fool
Daddys best girl in the world is not supposed to have a boyfriend
But shes never wanted at home
Other girls are allowed to wear their makeup
She sneaks out her lipstick powder and comb
She surrounds his name with hearts and flowers
Talks on the telephone for hours and hours
But with the bird in his hand
And two on a string
The words of love have an imitation ring
You little fool, you little fool
I suppose that your going to stay all night
You little fool
Dont look at me that way you know it isnt right
You little fool
They say no news is good news
The little girl wants information
Mother just gives her some pills to choose
And says go and use your imagination
Daddys best girl in the world says just look what I have got
As she sits beside him on the high stool
With his arm around her neck snowball in one hand
And the other full of imitation jewels
She fingers a string of pearls
An imitation but hell never know it
Imitation lashes flutter above
Looking for an imitation of love
You little fool
I suppose that your going to stay all night
You little fool
So dont look at me that way you know it isnt right
You little fool
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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In My World
in my world
there are no goodbyes
only hellos
when fed up
i just leave silently
like a fog
at carl sandburg's harbor
of that lonely city
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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That's How Love Moves
It's such a mystery
How you found something in me
That I never knew was there
But you uncovered it so easily
You turn me like the season
And I began to change
You wrapped your arms around me
Now I'll never be the same
That's how love works
That's how love moves
Like a river running through you
Sometimes it lifts you high as Heaven
It consumes you
That's a given
That's how love moves
I've seen walls that could never be broken
Come tumbling down
I've heard the voice of love calling
Without making a sound
See I was touched by an angel
The day you took my hand
You know that you're the miracle
That makes me everything I am
That's how love works
That's how love moves
Like a river running through you
Sometimes it lifts you
As high as Heaven
It consumes you
That's a given
That's how love moves
Sometimes it's a whisper
Sometimes it's a storm
Sometimes it reaches forever
With it's everlasting arm
That's how love works
That's how love moves
Like a river running through you
Sometimes it lifts you
As high as Heaven
It consumes you
That's how love works
That's how love moves
Like a river running through you
Sometimes it lifts you
As high as Heaven
It consumes you
Oh
song performed by by Faith Hill from Breathe
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Inspired by Issa - Loving mood
loving mood
one rose rests
on the other
the above by john tiong chunghoo
inspired by
in unlevel hedge, too
in bloom...
roses of Sharon
-Issa,1804
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Poem about Poetry - Song of Tea and Poetry
the refreshing taste of
dawn mist and sunshine,
mountain loam rolled up
in tender brown leaves
and now unveiled through
spring water
they are the simple joy
that raises the morning sun
up into my sky
i dont need that many
readers, just a few who
care to weigh every word
to see how much they are worth
they too are my tea that elevates
the sun up my sky
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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the moon
sits in the sky
as if waiting for day to dawn
haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Half Ourselves
there is a broken jigsaw
that needs to be fixed
it is this heart and that heart
they are never at peace
- read the news -
are we just half ourselves?
the other half perhaps
we have to ask of it from - the divine
engineered as we are
only half ourselves
until we find the other half
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Early Morning, The
morn
things burst
from within me
the ocean wave
the cries of seagulls
sweep of vapours
those few twinkling stars
and the shiny planet
that slowly loses itself
in the glare of daylight
in me a flower blooms
the day that slowly dawns
light inches itself into me
the way the petals slowly
spread themselves out
welcoming each day
gracing it with such beauty
each of my acts i make sure
would make the day worth it
my heart slowly blooms
like the roses every new day
every mistake, a sting on the petal
by an unwelcomed ant
inspired by
Early Morning, The
The moon on the one hand, the dawn on the other:
The moon is my sister, the dawn is my brother.
The moon on my left and the dawn on my right.
My brother, good morning: my sister, good night.
Hilaire Belloc
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Prostye Dvizheniya
I continue simple moves
You continue my continuations
I am you, and you are me
I repeat, you repeat.
If you want -be silent,
Wait until it stops.
If you want keys,
2 turns around
If you want yours,
If you want somebody's,
If you want be like me
And I continue
Simple moves, I continue...
Simple moves..
We continue simple moves
Destroying irrigation.
Somewhere you find,
Somewhere you lose
I repeat, you repeat.
This is love,
Springs are jumping.
Tomorrow everyone
Can be smaller then snowflake.
We have to be on time
Not refusing.
We should be able
Continue to live.
Simple moves, continuing to live...
Simple moves...
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Simple moves...
song performed by by Tatu
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I wrote and produced millions and millions of selling records, so my publishing company alone was worth millions of dollars. I didn't have to work anymore in life because when the rappers started sampling... I'm the most sampled artist in history.
quote by Rick James
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lost love
leaves twirl
under his feet
haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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