Not Chinese New Year yet. Each day hotter than last. We pray for rain. Please.
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Kenny Mah believes in the good in people. He has been blogging for over ten years. No, his hands aren't tired. Yet.
Category Archives: Poetry
A Perfect World
In a perfect world There would be no Predators or prey We would all be whole. The things we lost In the fire, in the riots (The streets ran gold Flames of an empty cause.) These things we would not Have lost, have forsaken In a perfect world, nothing Is needed, is sought. …
Water Runs Deep
Water runs deep You tell me you cannot sleep It must be the barley drink That I boiled today We drank too much before bed Now we keep getting up From our sleepless state To the loo, to urinate Back to the bed we sink Your arms across mine they lay Till yet again we …
This Cage Does Not Hold Me
This cage does not hold me Sang the bird The bars are wrought iron But I am free of them My memories are tyrants But I am free of them This cage does not hold me I fly, I soar, defiant This story does not hold me I sing a new song, triumphant.
It’s You
It’s you. It’s you that the years have tasked me to uncover It’s you that my dreams have asked me recover It’s you that birds are singing so sweetly of It’s you that heady fragrance arrests, a-waft It’s you the night comes ‘neath the sheets to play It’s you the knight who shall …
Ramadan Reflections VII: A Pretty Girl is Like…
A pretty girl is like a minstrel show, so the song goes, it makes you laugh, it makes you cry. Oh! but what beauty to behold! She makes you wish she’d swoon so you could catch her and carry her and court her. Ah! but it’s never this easy; you can’t trust everything you watch …
