08/03/26 A New Poem for a New Day

Photo Credit: Margo Evadson

Clouds dream of giving way,
Flowers dream of mud they can sink their roots into.
The August breeze never came,
Making the concrete seethe with heat
Against my wetting forehead.
If I don’t see you amidst the bustling crowd,
I shall meet you wilted within the mall’s AC.

(A parody on this Chinese poem from the Tang Dynasty, but about the heat in August in China)

Clouds dream of silken robes, flowers dream of fair faces,
The spring breeze brushes against the railing, where dew is thick and rich.
If not seen atop the Mountain of Grouped Jade,
I shall meet you beneath the moon at the Jade Terrace.

08/01/26 A New Poem for a New Day

Photo Credit: Ramadhan Azmi

I look in the mirror
Thinking about how much
These years have made me look like you.
Each new wrinkle on my face is a story
Of a moment we could have had together.
Although I will always cherish
The memory of the hospital bed
Where I saw you die

Blast from the past:

You may not see it now
Or ever,
And it may feel scary,
But
Holding you accountable
Is for your own good.

07/29/29 A New Poem for a New Day

Photo Credit: Rietveld Ruben

Tired but too awake to sleep, 
I look at my computer screen
Hoping writing this poem will help
Someone know how I feel right now

Blast from the past:

Oh, to what we do
To be able to have this
Little thing called cash

07/27/26 A New Poem for a New Day

Photo Credit: Matt Sclarandis

Staring on the mountain’s peak,
The lands sprawl around me.
Towns come and go,
Tucked between the curves of the mountains,
Mountains which rise and fall
Into the horizon like a wave.

All alone, I see my entire world.
Is this all there is?
How can I feel satisfied?
I would always regret
If I never tried my climb

Blast from the past:

Gravity’s the one
Fact everyone knows about
Always there beneath