Cinquain for a Flower
Flower
setm, petals
growing all day
making me extraordinarily thrilled
Iris

Sestina for Tokyo
Tokyo, you’re a center of everything.
Business, movies, anime and manga.
Without you, life would be so blah. You
are the center of attention.
Everyone knows about you.
You’re even the name of a restaurant!

My brain visits you when I go to that restaurant.
My house is covered with Tokyo! Nearly everything
I do has to do with manga.
There’s even a magazine called Tokyo Pop! You
are the envy of countries that aren’t as developed. Attention
is your life. Oh, how would I live without you?

I see a picture and I wonder if it’s you.
All over your city, you have sushi resturants.
I want to own everything
that’s related to manga.
People always want to visit you. You totally love attention!

What’s with all the attention?
I want you
all to my own! Restaurants
cater your food. Everything
I see, you’re somewhere there. Oh, manga
rocks my life! Oh Tokyo, I love you!

I wish that you
were where I am, you’re an attention
seeking place, or maybe I could be where you
are! Restaurants
try to steal your name, everything
seems so strange! Japanese comics are evolving, oh that fast-paced manga!

Whenever I see someone reading a book, I wonder if it’s manga.
Whenever I see someone going away, I wonder if they’re going to you.
Whenever I see someone like you, they attract lots of attention.
Whenever I see someone going out to eat, I wonder if they’re going to a sushi restaurant.
Oh Tokyo, You’re everything!

I love to read everything, but I especially love manga.
You are my life, my passion, the center of my attention.
I wish that you are where I are, with your sushi restaurants!

Reality....or Illusions
Would you rather live in an illusion,
where everything was perfect,
or perhaps you would rather live
in the harsh, cold reality.

Illusions are like putting
frosting on rotten bananas,
hiding the bad, disgusting stuff
so no one knows what it is.
Reality is like a regular banana.
No taste, no fancy stuff, just a plain banana.

Reality.. or Illusions.
What if one day you are given that choice?
Which would you choose?
Reality, or Illusions? Reality isn’t really that bad,
though some say it is.
Reality has more of a bitter- sweet taste,
not really bad, but not really good.

What if you were living in a beautiful illusion,
where everything is perfect,
but everyone else in the whole world
is dieing because of the illusion.

Would you rather be in the reality, then,
where you would be poor and helpless?
But perhaps… the people would still suffer,
but they just wouldn’t die?
Would you rather they suffer,
or just have a fast and speedy death?

Reality.. or Illusions…
which would you choose?

Love that guy
Love that guy,
as a bird loves to fly
I said I love that guy
as a bird loves to fly
love to see him during school,
and shout out to him,
"I love you!"

Holocaust
I wish.
I wish that the world had responded differently.

I wish.
I wish that the world had spoken out.

I wish.
I wish that the world had felt the pain that they felt.

I wish.
I wish that the world had seen the hurt and confusion in their eyes.

I wish.
I wish that the world had heard the gunfire that they heard.

I wish.
I wish that the world had not just stood there.

I wish.
I wish that they were still alive.

I wish.
I wish that history could be undone.

I wish.
I wish.
I wish, but it's no good.

I wish that the world had not been so blind, deaf, and numb.

I wish that it will never happen again, or will we let it happen again?

Why is it?
Why is it,
that people always get what they want?

Why is it,
that people are sometimes so spoiled?

Why is it,
that people cry when they don?t get what they want?

Why is it,
that I?m right here, right now, at this instant?

Dumdedum
Dumdedum
is how the old song goes,
Dumdedum
is how it sure goes.

And one day he came up the hill,
and singing,
"Dumdedum
is how the old song goes,"
and then he fell
down, down, down
and rolled down the hill.

Tiger
Tiger, tiger, burning bright,
In the forest of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder? and what art?
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
When thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand forged thy dread feet?

What the hammer? What the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? What dread grasp
Dared its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears
And watered heaven with their tears,
Did He smile his work to see?
Did He who made the lamb make thee?

Tiger, tiger, burning bright,
In the forest of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

Ode to Ice Cream
O, ice cream I love you.
O, ice cream I love you.
With colorful sprinkles,
or with some fudgy chocolate,
you taste wonderfully,
with an ethereal taste.

Frozen or melted,
brown or white,
I seriously don’t care,
as long as you’re there!

I open the carton,
and guess what I smell.
Your aroma fills my nose
as quickly as a fog covers a town.

Some people say you’re bad for me,
but that won’t cut our bond.
So though I can’t have much of you,
I love every second I spend with you.

There’s cookies ‘n cream,
coffee, chocolate,
vanilla, strawberry,
and many other choices!

You come in many colors,
too numerous to count.
But I love every one of you,
except maybe for some.

Some people say I’m obsessive,
yet others call me insane.
But all I know is that you’re mine,
and all I want is you!

O ice cream,
O ice cream,
you’re the highlight of my twilight!

Snow plain - (Haiku)
White, glimmering ground
Blanketed in shining layers
Sunlight dancing on it

Lake at Dusk - (Haiku)
Still, peaceful, calm
Glimmering, shimmering waters
A sad, serene dusk

Martin LKJ
Many years of discrimination
America must join together
Racism must be exiled
Together as one
I have a dream
Negros and whites must join hands
Let freedom ring
Killing hatred with kindness
Justice at last
MARTIN LKJ!

Best Friends
Where is she? I’m gonna kill her!
OMG! She’s looking for me!

She told him that I was in love with him!
It’s not like I did it on purpose!

I told her not to blab her big mouth!
It just sort of spilled out.

How will I ever face him again?
Why can’t she just get over it?

I’m gonna make her sorry!
It’s not the end of the world!

I bet she’s thinking about three years ago...
What about that time three years ago, in third grade, when she told everyone that I wore Elmo underwear?

But that was different! We were young!
I was so embarrassed that I didn’t go to school for a week!

She’s supposed to be my best friend!
She’s supposed to be my best friend!

Best friends keep secrets!
Best friends forgive… and forget.

There she is!
OMG! She saw me! (Takes off for home)

.................................................The next day at school
Where is she?
There she is! (Hides behind wall)

She can’t hide forever!
I can’t hide forever! I have to find her and make her understand.

I’ll never forgive her!
Best friends forgive and forget. If she can’t even do that I don’t want to be friends with her anymore. (Runs back home wiping tears out of her eyes)

no title
You walk into class,
My head clears.

No kidding.
You're my aspirin.

Life is so hard!
Your life flashes before your eyes,
in the blink of an eye,
you try to hold on to something,
but all you can do is cry.

You try so hard,
and you think everything through,
but even so you can?t do nothing,
about what you?ve been through.

Why is it,
that life is so hard,
that there?s not even,
a sympathy card?

Goodbye, goodbye,
I?ll miss you so,
so please hold on,
until you go.
One big Brat
My name is Fae,
And I?d like to say,
that this young lady
is a really big pain.

Sure she?s my little sis,
but still she?s a brat,
anything I do,
she?s one big rat!

Once
There once was a little dog,
who's name was Jack.
Everytime day he'd get into a fight,
and come back iwth his skull cracked.

Love
Love is sweet,
Love is short,
Love is but a fleeting wish.
But even then,
I love you so,
From the bottom of my heart,
My passion will never cease.

Will I ever see you again?
Will I ever see you again,
My blessed sweetie pie,
Or shall this be the very last time,
I shall set eyes upon you?

They've gone
they've gone...
where the beach umbrella was
the sand not quite so hot

Pink Papaya
Go see the great papaya tree!
Adorned in radiant magentas,
Her slender trunk erected high,
Each leaf alight with splendor...

Relish the sweet papaya tree,
Her honey satisfies many,
Filled the hungry in the harvest,
Fleshy treats...divine...uncanny!

Under the old papaya tree,
My fingers traced the lines,
Each groove a scar- a memory,
A glimpse into legendary times?

Save the lone papaya tree,
Her family litter the ground,
Their souls now warm your homes,
Hollow- she makes no sound....

Farewell majestic papaya tree,
The cutters march forth with pith,
Adieu Mother Nature's masterpiece,
You will never be a myth....

The Rose (A Haiku)
The red blossom bends
and drips its dew to the ground.
Like a tear it falls

A Rainbow (A Haiku)
Curving up, then down.
Meeting blue sky and green earth
Melding sun and rain.