the murmuring

sound of fallen leaves

drifts all along

the monk chants skyward

the hymn lost in the piercing pop song

Neon Graffiti, 2016 (Ed. M Kei)

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a few words

the painter scribes on painting

at the zebra cross

the by passers rush ahead

leaving their stretched footprints

Neon Graffiti, 2016 (Ed. M Kei)

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tiny seedlings

in the kitchen garden

the grandma

recalls the dusty earthquake

and the memories of buried tears

Neon Graffiti, 2016 (Ed. M Kei)

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under the shadow

our twitting lasts for long . . . 

tossing the stone

I return in the evening

carrying the half-moon of love

Neon Graffiti, 2016 (Ed. M Kei)

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