Tag Archives: Metaphors of Life
Life’s Not Like Forrest Gump’s Mother Said…
The metaphors of life, what this man had understood about the passage of his own life, through the experiences, the trials in his life, the coming of age of a middle age man, translated… I’d lived as a head of … Continue reading →
Cracks on the Surfaces…
There are, those cracks that showed up, on the surfaces, making this, no longer, perfect, you’d blurted it out. But, the deep down is still fine, with that, glassy finish, without a dent on it, isn’t that, what’s, most important, … Continue reading →
Before the Coffee Gets Cold…
Before the coffee gets cold, you’d better, to gulp it all up. Before the coffee gets cold, we’d better be, finished, discussing this matter, I don’t want to talk after this cup of coffee gets cold… from this…NOT my photo… … Continue reading →
Kaleidoscope-ism, a Poem
Translated… Gazing Up to the Moon with a Kaleidoscope, I Can’t Help But Worry How the Osmanthus Would, Fly into the Wide-Open Mouth And, No Matter How I Looked, it’s Just, Not the Moon Could it be, that I’m, Wearing … Continue reading →
The Circus
People of ALL walks of life here, translated… Here! They’re here! The circus is here. We are going to go and visit those bent-out-of-shape, slow-moving giants, those musclemen who’d huffed and puffed constantly too, and, those midgets who just won’t … Continue reading →
You Bloomed, Like a Beautiful Flower, without Knowing Your Fate…
You bloomed, like a beautiful flower, without knowing your fate, of eventually, getting PLUCKED from the stems that kept your life going, by some STUPID human hands! You bloomed, like a beautiful flower, without knowing your fate, of dying somewhere, … Continue reading →
The Spin Cycle of Life
Life, it’s like a spin cycle, of those, washing machines, when you’d put everything in, you KNEW what you were getting, a clean load! But, you’d, failed, to realize, what the load went through, to get cleaned up. First, the … Continue reading →
A One-Way Street, a Poem
Getting STUCK, and in search, of a quick way to pass through, translated… On This Never-Ending Road The Cars that Pass By All Carried Their Various Burdens, Speeding Toward Their Separate Ends Getting Stuck in Traffic Can’t Make that Pass … Continue reading →
Down that Cup of Bitter Black Coffee
Down that cup of bitter black coffee, in one GULP, quickly! Unless, unless you’d like, to savor that bitterness inside of your mouth? not my photograph… Down that cup of bitter black coffee, then, you will, get on, with the … Continue reading →
Your Coffee is Cold…
Your coffee is cold, and that, is not how you liked it, and so, I’d, placed it over the stove, and heated it back up for you… Your coffee is cold, you’d enjoyed it hot, I believe, and yet, these … Continue reading →
Life, the Obstacle Course 