My voice from China

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 Published on Facebook pages – Facebook Poetry Society, Igniting The Spark, Ivo Bierands, On My Mind, Poetry Prompts, Poetry UK, and The Love of Poetry on 08/09/24.

Lightening in the sky goes off,

As quiet as silence

Hiding behind clouds,

It suddenly paints patches of the black sky

In orange and brown.

A growing silver moon stands distant

Tonight over Beibu Gulf

Wiping sweat off its pure buttery yellow face

Using grey fluffy clouds

As if waiting for the thunder and storm

Cool down the air.

Beibu Gulf  is raving tonight

Sending massive waves to the shore

I walk in

And enjoy its wild touch

Letting it wash me clean

Away from the sins I have done

Any time of my life.

17/06/24

A Letter To Mary Helen.

This poem was read at Serendipity Poetry Evening at Cloggs Coffee Shop in Dewsbury on 05/09/24 and Beehive Poetry Night at Bradford Library on 06/09/24. 

 Published on Facebook pages – Facebook Poetry Society, Igniting The Spark, Ivo Bierands, On My Mind, Poetry UK, and The Love of Poetry on 07/09/24.

I am writing you a letter, my child

On a white sheet of paper with an ordinary blue pen,

I remember you wished me a safe journey

With a voice of late spring breeze in your lush evergreen branches.

Thank you for that,

I arrived safely in China.

Thank you for blooming at the end of May,

Thank you for rushing to share your charcoal white

Uprising starfish bells before I go

Leaving you surrounded by sunflower plants,

Gooseberry and blackcurrant bushes.

I want to tell you something,

Beautiful,

I took you with me in my travel bag,

You bloom now in Beihai.

Your snow-white flowers talk to me

Whenever I look at them in the photo at you

Bringing me back home with you.

Yours sincerely,

Ivo


I fold a letter in a half,

And put it in an aquamarine envelope.

I write on it

To Japanese Azalea

I kiss it before I post it back to England

Throwing into a dark green post box on a sweltering street. 

26/06/24

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 Published on Facebook pages – Facebook Poetry Society, Igniting The Spark, Ivo Bierands, On My Mind, Poetry Prompts, Poetry UK, and The Love of Poetry on 07/09/24.


I can look at the endless blue sky

Endlessly,

I like to look at them as deep as my eyes can stretch

In search for the answers I have lost,

But there is nothing more then

Creamy everlasting blueness

That I will never have enough.

06/07/24

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This poem was read at Serendipity Poetry Evening at Cloggs Coffee Shop in Dewsbury on 05/09/24 and Beehive Poetry Night at Bradford Library on 06/09/24. 

Once in a blue moon

In the pastel blue sky

Over Shenzhen city

Drizzling rain was knitting a rainbow

And laying down next to the ice-white moon

That was going to bloom.

17/07/24

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This poem is dedicated to beautiful sky-scrapers in Hong Kong.

This poem was read at Serendipity Poetry Evening at Cloggs Coffee Shop in Dewsbury on 05/09/24 and Beehive Poetry Night at Bradford Library on 06/09/24. 

Sky scrapers are stretching themselves high in the sky

Pushing each another out of their way

Squeezing for their own space on a small land in Honk Kong

Claiming and clinging in the rocks as if being terrified to be pushed

In the Victoria Harborough

Drawn under waters and being forgotten about their existence.

People, ordinary busses

White and red coloured taxis as if from 1970s

Colourful breath taking two-floor trams

Like ants run among people created sky reaching beasts

Not being afraid of them to be hurt.

20/07/24