instagram poem 2022-06

From my Instagram posts...

We grow old....

haiga by dsnake1



instagram poem 2022-06


another morning -

strands of hair
in the washbasin.


03/01/2011
**********




- Posted on my Instagram 22/08/2021

© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ), 2022

haiku heights - beach

This is for the prompt at Haiku Heights.






photo by pjhudson
image from morguefile.com



beach



sunset-

my footprints in the sand
erased


03/08/2013
**********

Inspired by the theme at

© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ), 2013

NaPoWriMo 2013, Day #6 - a point in your life

hahaha. It was during the lunch break in my office, when I was feeling cold and old, that this whole piece gushes out. I hope to have more lunch breaks like this.









a point in your life


so you come to a point in your life,
you feel cold, you feel old, booze
no longer excites, instead it plays punk
with your sphincters, the doctor sees you
and no longer asks what is bugging you
but tells you to keep off the oily stuff.

you watch weeds grow and wonder who
or which is more unwanted, the streets
growl at you and fumes and dust gets into
your eyes and coffee, children look at you
in fright and not merely because of your stubble,
and you don't rage anymore.

and so the best exercise you had in days
is to turn your head to watch that woman
in the short shorts walks by in the sidewalk
her full hips moving with a beat that stops
your heart.

you watch the sun sets over the highrises
at the quay, someone mentions a drunk had
walked into the river and drowned a couple of days back,
just a few paces where you sat, the day gets more
unsettling as a crow caws and tugs at a roadkill and
you fear your number may be up.


06/04/2013
**********





© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ), 2013