person's truth
present not
in rejoicing but
in repenting.

sunshine in the raindrops
sunshine of the raindrops
sunshine for the raindrops
sunshine with the raindrops
sunshine around the raindrops
sunshine into the raindrops
Sunshine from the raindrops

raindrops from the sunshine
raindrops into the sunshine
raindrops around the sunshine
raindrops with the sunshine
raindrops for the sunshine
raindrops of the sunshine
Raindrops in the sunshine

on swinging clothesline.......right now.

It is very hard
to make money

It is too easy
to spend money

for neighbors
which one?

Could not see tomorrows
Could not hear past
Could not say present

They are stripped by tomorrows
They are struck by past
They are arrested by present

Time's all gifts stay beyond the Time
With weeping tunnel
Without lights and lines...

I think
all works of art
at their best
when they reach
their purpose
without setting a goal.

you
hurt me
and you left

I
can't hurt
and I await.

wife
Now
more than me
with the grandchildren
sleeping

I like it better.

don't bend your back
get down your knees.

bunches of money has
blood and success
tears and sweat
but no love.

The scariest human being is a criminal who hasn't committed a crime.

before the child is married
parent knows best

after they get married
spouse knows better.

real flower hurts alone.

Stars aren't forgotten
they just fade
because they're nothing

Your shadows
give to us

What our Hudson River
take out
With FDR

Stars don't fade
they are just forgotten
because they are not nothing.

Birds are
fly easily
They don't fly hard

birds are
beautiful
not flashy

The bird is
is where it is supposed to be
it is not where it is told to be

birds are
where it is
hidden from view

birds are
flying throught the sky
No flying around in the woods

The bird are
talks like a child
they don't threaten like adults

Who is chasing the bird?

- for lovely readers

love nothing
nothing love
all value through
the love,
your love.

the great snow
eats noises
and makes stillness.

anger is stronger than revenge.
anger survives after revenge.

behold the war.

roots and stems of purity and humility
friendship and faith
In the white and purple
petals

eternal love
Violet

i look at you
a splendid beauty
without being flashy
and gives yourself to the wind.

i think
if dream comes true
it is not a dream
and
i who have a dream
i am not distressed
i am so happy.

Ink,
flavor that still tempts me
color green,
and black,
red,
but there is no white
like there is no black note
two flavors we cannot see
to make a better world
circle,
a triangle,
squares,
but we cannot see them
drawn in pen
words in ink will be
tomorrow?

cold makes us
walk apart

cold brings us
closer together.

do not clench your fist
so that what is in your hand
will not be taken away

open your fist to share
something more valuable
will come into your hands.

love is strong
it dwells
in troubles

love is weak
it is not
in successes

look at
breads of tears
love endures them.

although parent loves
their children equally,

children cannot love
their parents equally.

i discovered
lightless
no color
brittle
angular
diamonds......

The poets wave their hands
Whenever they get
a *** of money

Every time
They do
the poems weep.

You
don't think of me
when you're in a good mood?

I
think of you more
when I'm in a good mood!

Love shines through talent
Love is not made like that
It is a shining thing in itself

Talent are for love
It is not love for talent
It is not a shining light in itself.

sunshine on the Wind
Birds flapping their wings
sound of a luxury car door opening
waving leaves
under the shade of a tree
sound of deer footsteps
languid afternoon time
headlights
falling leaves
Skunk bugle sound
Mole fumbling
with my Eyes
The blades of grass will tremble.

I
my favorite poet's poem
wrote it down vebatim
I discovered
I realized wrong word
it stopped and
I discovered
I changed “aim” to “enemy.”
while trying to fix it
right away
I fell into deep thought

my enemy was my aim.

I think
imagination important
in everything we do
If you don't have imagination,
you're a machine

I think
imagination starts with reality
and ends with reality

I think
Imagination
power to change the current reality
and create a new, improved reality

I think
imagination an amazing ability
that only humans have
But unfortunately,
as we are dominated by machines
our imagination

I think
imagination is getting weaker and weaker

I think
Imagination doesn't change
reality is an illusion
it is fantasy or delusion swirls
in the minds of modern people

I think
Imagination
this an unimaginable blessing
If we don't turn a blind eye to reality.

great people don't look great. because they don't have to.

in the gray-purple clouds
a eternal flower
with lips
blue wind
sending migratory birds
flying in curves
the birds
over the sea
in a half-moon sailboat
looking ahead to the future
looking ahead from it
beneath the ship
an orange waves
flows into the flower garden
of a loved one.

it can going
any direction

single path

risks of backtracking

widening
the narrow road

traffic jams
head-on collisions
AVOID

unrequited love.

Reading is
the hardest thing

It is work of experiencing
value of existence

and its high and low

So
as we get older

we distance ourselves from reading

and only a few

still fall in love with reading
more and more
as the days go by

Spring, summer, fall, and winter

Oh! Reading,
a privilege unique to humans.

December
Heavy Boulder
Frozen Ground
Wandering the Barley Fields

Tearless and then
When Spring comes
New Barley
Rises powerfully.

Tears of sunshine glisten on the there
And the road to it is bathing moonlight
Gazing into faraway my eyes watching
An unseen man who has long since left.

- Missing Dad

through the blinds,
leaning
against the barbed wire fence,
swaying in the wind
the wild flowers,
watching their dances
in the early fall.

solitudes that are not lonely
an organic sleeping pill
anyone can have
anyone can care for by it
anyone can be anyone's parent with it
, lt is to be
anyone's child,
anyone's friend
A flower in the field
A slice of bread In the tears
rocks and streams
flowing deep in the trees
hidden in them and says
"You are welcome"
to the frozen streets of winter
you are windows
in dignity
under the curtains
Your commuting sounds of the night
You
our innocent laughter
Now,
The day begins with
your springtime till the end.

Frying egg
light
Yellow
White
One egg
Gradually
To hot heat
Fried:
Their own party.

be careful

grapes
not in the shape
but in the TASTE

person
not in the appearance
but in the SORROW.

I have never seen such a beautiful
sunrise like sundown
sky like a quilt
clouds like a quilt
free as the wheels of a train
with the same sing
sunrise to sunset
sunset to sunrise
coloring the air, it flows

I have never seen such a beautiful
parting like love
sky as a pillow
cloud as a pillow
free as the windows of a train
with the same sing
love to parting
parting to love
coloring the world, it flows.

in the eye strawberry
beside the wooden fence
between wildflowers
I ate it alone
skin fragrant lips
and four seasons
favorite your color
They kissed in the darkness
of the day
to record the future of pleasure
sneaky.

today
is
tomorrow's
today
not
yesterday's
today.

Faith
the power to not be
ruled by
everything
that shakes you

And the other thing
we have to live with it
correctly like him
for the people
looking up at us


- devote to Philippe Petit

I sent
one poetry manuscript to
two publishers

one was rejected
“we can't publish it
because our publisher's standards
are different from your personality.”

another was accepted
“we can publish it
because our publisher's standards
are different from your personality”.

immoral
picture
by-and-by

leisurely
explore
moments

bottomless
­weighing
history.

Blue Sky Expanse
nameless
Two birds fly away

Ahead
Behind

above
below

to go in a straight line
Go in a curve

Toward the ground
Toward the heaven

clear,
it is obvious that they are in love

as they are rushing toward the sea
together

I can't see its waves anymore,
they are going away
again into the clouds.

It's a rainy day
the spring rain is pouring down
like a torrential downpour

and I'm driving

Drops of water
thick raindrops
tap on the front windshield

Wipers are working automatically
bouncing off grain size drops
left and right

I feel
crouch and wipe
unfallen drops on my face and arms.

my families
leaving for somewhere
unable to meet
Again
father knew
he couldn't look at
son couple.