051310J my feelings deserted me
picture on the fridge fell off
i pick it up and put in a trash
i went upstairs with glass of
water for you; you're all smile
i ask you how's your shopping
you said it's too tiring, poof
you ask me to unzip your dress
i did; i'm so nauseated but i keep
pretend to be so happy you're home
i even give you your night clothes
i lay like string beans out of hot water
you put your arms and legs around me
all my senses cease; i'm in too much pain
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story i watch in tv
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050510J trying not to work
i happened to talk to a gentleman
retired from government last month
he is taking his time without a plan
fishing the wharf at morning sunshine
got his fishing hooks all tangled up
he told me, last he just threw in a box
on his first cast he yelled 'come on bite'
in my mind how could they without bait
snug 'em that won't be very pretty sight
i guess he saw me with a grin; respond
'oh! yes, i never put bait on first launch'
'i noticed, you must be clearing the rust'
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031110 Cell Phone
before when we see a kid
talking to himself we stop
unknown to us it is prelude
of new ways, a generation
new culture of self-talkers
or shall we say cell phone
not a moment in a day
i'm separated from it
actually that's closest
thing to me more than
anybody on this earth
it comes between me
and whole world, love
before i go home i call
9pm it's attach to my ear
talking about anything
and i never get tired at all
even battery gets so hot
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041210f It Could Be Better
soldiers came to restore peace and order
distributed food, blankets, tents, cooker
they put permanent dye on their hands
prevent them from coming twice or more
human is really evil they bleach their hands
some slip through watchful eyes, tricky
gangs snatch food supplies from weak
prey on helpless girls for their desire
people turn a blind eye for fear of
retribution; ignoring clutch of evil deeds
some fought to preserve their freedom
never heard them again to days to come
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041410f Eat, Drink And Clean Up
men are helping conductor to load up
my bag is still hanging there innocently
villagers came with trinkets and food
they are selling, boiled corn, sweet
potato, banana, chicken on stick, drinks
they are buying, it must be good but me
we have rested almost twenty minutes
their faces are brighter now than few
minutes ago, villagers also made money
i also wash my face; still brown thru n thru
i didn't tried their food nor their drinks
i have my orange juice bottle and sandwich
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041310e Sometimes It Could Happened
there's this group of trees by golf course
it collects lost flyballs; home for geese
nobody wants to crass stagnant water
so their balls is stranded there forever
sometimes i go there to pick good ones
some i keep, some i hit it back to them
one day there's an old man playing
he politely ask me if i could find his
lost balls, so i ask what is brand name
he said, ' it could be anything, my son'
i reach into my pocket and throw some
he said, ' thanks, i lost all my balls today'
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060410H channel those energy for good cause
whenever i accomplish something
i felt so good no matter how small
could it be finding the ant's nest
or buying a golf balls on clearance
i guess it's part of our psychosystem
problem solve weighs in gold; true
one time i was watching a tennis match
then i imagine a knight fighting with his sword
i'm convince; possible to take down hundreds
sad to think that anger still flows in our blood
education did dampen fraction of what it was
wish we could channel those anger helping others
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061710a Beach Is It Us Open
from atop a green overlooking cliff
golf pride of the west pebble beach
beautiful sunshine strokes not so deep
kelp overgrowth cradling otters asleep
while fans gaze at the ball i'm amaze
unmindful of the beauty touch by breeze
approaching nine a view of layers of waves
come kissing shore with bubbles then ebbs
i look around; no orange mini-skirted babes
they are with me with sweater and shades
so charming, admiring swings of the greats
i touch my hat, it reminds me of heart's gift
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To Hear Your Voice Again(arnel Pineda Fan)
all she wants is
to hear your voice again
to ease sorrow and also pain
and when she turns on the radio
she keep surfing til she found you
there are times when it’s not easy
even to get up and make coffee
but still has the courage to play
those old songs she has known
back to days when she’s so pretty
when her beauty captured songs
her face grace the movie homes
with smile so beautiful
will light up afternoon
but now all she wants is
to hear your voice again
to ease sorrow and also pain
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040810i First Day In Augusta
fred is just awesome on green
phil, ye. kj lee, did the same
tiger is double eagle on fives
almost three; miss by a lip
tom is golf wonder at sixty plus
who'll win that remains to be seen
weather so generous to hitters
soft breeze to leaded clouds
fairway is immaculate; green
is exemplary beautiful; gallery
are very nice; trees are great
very warm welcome to tiger
***
fred couples
tom watson
phil mickelson
lee westwood
k.j. choi
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