Golden Week Party

My intent was to switch over

To a non-alcoholic drink,

After the first few rounds,

Very doable plan I think...

And things proceed thereafter,

Then I’m lying in the dirt,

No soft drink in sight,

In a world of cranial hurt...

 

The green park so pretty,

In the hour of the setting Sun,

I take some comfort in the

Idea that this was "fun"…

Con Game

The church’s game is to convince

You that there is your sin,

And that it alone can forgive,

Clean the dirty state you’re in...

So that being the deal,

If you choose to go apostate,

Imagined sins remain,

A lingering unabsolved fate...

Office Work

Minutes tick by,

Deadline looms,

Burning brain cells

Computer consumes,

Stumble to the finish,

Running on fumes... 

Avian Communications

Spring tree, covered with

New green leaf sprouts,

And full of Starlings

All cackles and bird-shouts,

Up in the top branches,

Cacophony out-of-sight,

Starlings commune 

Before the onset of night...

Software

Old brain processing:

New data in,

Quickly forwarded

To recycle bin...

The Curse

Geopolitics explode, armies

Gear-up for another bout,

But why all the fighting...

Who let the dogs out? 

孤独公園

Alone, and staring into the

Phone's blue light,

On a park bench,

In the night...

Tweets

Heard, but unseen,

Songbirds exclaiming,

Somewhere in the green...

Economics

To attain and afford 

A middle-class life,

He has to work,

And so does his wife,

Compromise, sacrifice,

Skimp, save, and scheme,

Toiling on the treadmill

Of the American Dream...

Mid-Morning

That precious, transitory,

Event, in time and space,

Silence, when commuters

Are arrived and in place,

Movements and 

Motions cease,

And for a brief, fleeting

Moment, peace...

Mall Rat

Like an unguided rocket,

The toddler runs by me,

Screaming with excitement,

Three-year-old intensity.

Breathless freedom,

Full-up kinetic energy,

Until he tires, or collides

With something, inevitably…

Uplifting

They say the sky's the limit,

Among other things,

Soar up to success,

If you have wings...

Priority

First, digest,

Then deal

With the rest...

The Best Medicine

Stoicism, useful, but tends

Toward the melancholy,

So, protect, maintain, the

Ability to be jolly...

外人

An outsider, living inside,

Together with them, but held

Apart, no place to hide...

And it takes quite a

While to realize,

That it's not just because of

The color of my eyes...

Random Sunday Morning

On our way

Thankfully, again,

Into another day...

Another chance,

Another act in

Our mortal dance...