Tables For Twos

They met at a cafe in Kuala Lumpur.

They sat at a table for two.

Four tables away two old gossips sat. They looked in amaze and gawked. Said one, “Oh, my, it’s Belinda San. She’s sitting with a poet, l know it!”

Then the other said, “Look how close they sit! It’s a scandal! See! She’s leaning closer; he’s leaning closer! Their lips almost touch! And right out in public!”

Then the first one noted, “Look, he’s pulling out a paper from his pocket! And she, too, is pulling out a paper from her pocket! He’s starting to read; she’s starting to read! It must be poems! Look how their lips are synchronized! Can you make it out?”

“Oh, yes. They are saying, I love you, I love you, I love you, over and over. What kind of a poem is that?”

“Should we report them?”

“What for? Bad poetry? And to whom?”

“To the State-against- synchronized-poetry authorities.”

“What for? They’re not hurting anyone.”

“But it’s so wrong.”

“What’s wrong about it? Besides, I’ll tell you a secret.”


“I love you.”

“Oh, I’ve felt it, too. Does that mean we are lesbians, at the age of ninety?”

“Of course not. Dear friends we are. Put your hand under the table. We’ll hold hands, and every time they say ‘love’ we’ll squeeze.”

“Oh, my dear, we’ll soon be worn out! I hope we don’t have heart attacks.”

“Me, either. But aren’t they beautiful?”

“Look, he touched her knee with his knee! Oh, what a dear rascal!”

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Clarinda’s Mooncake

With little notes hid deep inside

The mooncake talks the rebel’s pride.

There ‘re secret notes of secret word;

In secrecy they’re read and heard.

These mooncake rebels, they don’t eat

The whole mooncake—leave incomplete!

For they must know the schemer’s plan.

And if it’s from Clarinda Tan

They’ll see a win—it’s in the peek!

For what she schemes is so oblique

The foe does not know what to seek,

Or where, or when, or how or why.

They only sense—try not to die!

Or, better yet—run and fly!

End of page one. I hope I find page two.

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You, at break of day;

You, rising.

Through the dim-lit rooms you go.

You, moving.

Sun and earth and wind together,

You are my glad-changing weather.

You, climate-face of love—

Sometimes happy—rain of joy;

Sometimes sad—way too hot!

Stormy, calm, wild, serene,

Everything in between.

But always, ever, you.

You, at fall of night;

You, moving in sleep.

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Flutter Back

To you I write a little poem,

That you give it a little home

Within your heart.

To you I sing a loving song,

That it will loveydove belong

Within your heart.

At last I send a bell-like kiss

That it will ring upon your lips

The whole day through;

And when you peek your eyes my way

You’ll flutter back love’s kiss in play

The whole day through.

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The Great Full Moon Over Charlotte

The great moon comes to judge without pity;

Enraptured is by such a beautiful city.

And men raise up their eyes unto the moon and deem it fair,

Of all its joyous trembling unaware.

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Quiet moon and quiet light,

And quiet porch and quiet shade,

Make the middle of the night

The best of quiet ever made.

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One Deed Sublime

When I go “Ha” and you go, “Hee”

In our love’s laughter, Sweet,

I know our dreams are set to be

One life that is complete.

One life, one dream, one deed sublime,

Beginning first with this:

Our lips that touch in lover’s rhyme

Of  yearning, burning kiss!

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On The House

To be a most handsome bee like me

Your stinging must be great.

When Clarinda Nancy Lee is free,

Sting, and do not hesitate.

And if she slaps you off her rear,

Be dauntless, and don’t shed a tear.

Just buzz around, get in her blouse—

She’ll pinch you, but it’s on the house!

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Clarinda Nancy Lee

Came up and said to me,

“My honey, will you be,

Be my honeybee?”

I stung her on the lips,

I stung her on the cheek.

I stung her on her be-hind—

She slapped me very quick!

And now I am be-roken,

But oh, well, what the hecks,

I thought when she had spoken

She really wanted sex!

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Oh, Clarinda Nancy Lee

Oh, Clarinda Nancy Lee

She means so much to me,

She’s sharp as sharp can be.

She has wisdom of a kind;

Oh look, there you’ll find

Such a lovesy dovesy mind!

Oh, and work she does so fast

You blink—and it’s past!

Every job goes in a blast!

And she’s very very sweet—

Washing, she’s complete:

Pulls the socks right off your feet!

Throws them in the sudsy tub—

Rub a dub, rub dub—

“Okay, that’s all for you, bub!”

She’s a laugher good and true—

Mr. Grinner, too!

I love her, and I pursue!

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Ayn Rand’s Birthday

Your birthday, o’er all life-loved days

That we do praise most high,

Though lesser than those greater days

When you stood straight man’s “I”,

With cheering thoughts we celebrate,

With calm, proud words we sing,

The starting you who could not wait

To grasp your first known thing.

That honesty which you began,

And never once let go,

That trademark of heroic man

Which all your writings show,

We honor now, we honor you,

Who self, nor man, let fall,

But, clearing ways to living true

Heroic men did call.

We heard, still hear, love’s selfish thee,

Thou earthly woman high;

Thine whole grand life, in memory,

From us shall mot pass by!

Your birthday, o’er all life-loved days,

Makes ageless youth our prize,

As fountainheads of Atlas praise

Seek anthems of your eyes!

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Dear, you are more to me than anything on earth;

Yes, dear, yea, the meaning and the light of all worth,

All happiness,

And even more than this,

More than words are,

For they’re too weak to know or understand

That I stand taller because of you,

I am stronger, too.


And my whole body sings,

Leaps and sings within my mind

Because this more of you I find,

My dear and sacred one, one, one, one, one.

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Glad The Verses

Glad the verses came to me,

My children, sweet and light!

Claimed my book of poetry,

Sang into it right.

One page more lay empty then,

When winged eyelashes flew,

And I gazed up to see again

My inspiration—-you.

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If every day I sent a poem to your heart, its lovely home,

There to stay and never roam,

And if my lips were wet with dew

Just because of loving you,

I think I might seal closed mine eyes

So they weren’t burnt by Paradise

In looking on your face so fair,

And my ears, too, would quiv’ring be

From hearing your delivery—

So charged with your true inner light

That they’d be winged and fly all night!

And yet, your hand on me when close embraced

Is more than every dream l’ve chased.

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With The Great…

With the great morning

Comes the great you,

Sunshine of my day.

There is mo song more sweet,

No flower more sure,

No one thing that is more

Than the you I adore—

The one true sun I stand before

With happy hands and happy feet.

My happy hands meet happy hands,

My toes touch happy toes.

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Speedy Luffy Duff

Soup, eggs, coffee,

Running all around;

Here and there goes Luffy,

Doesn’t make a sound!

She is speedy, she is fast,

Does everything just right.

Try to see her

If you can—

You must have fast sight!

Her hands are quick,

Her feet fast, too!

Her body quickly follows.

She’s not a ghost,

But makes the most

‘Tween everybody’s swallows!

Breakfast done—

To work, let’s go!

Give Luffy loving wishes.

While we think

Into the sink

So fast she throws the dishes!

Luffy Duffy

We love so—

There’s nothing that gets past her.

She keeps us jumping,

On the go—

Tai Jei Jei—

No one’s faster!

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Victory (Aug. 12, 2017)

Oh, down the downy cliff I go,

Falling free for my love true,

And there she’s shouting, “You’re too slow!

I would fall more fast for you!”

Small tree slides by, large rocks fly by,

Down and down I faster go,

And smaller grows the shrinking sky,

While louder her soft voice does grow.

“Oh, can’t you fall more faster, dear?

Must I wait the whole long day?”

At last I hit; I’m in the clear.

But where’s my Love? She’s run away!

Then Ha ha ha! and Hee hee hee!

I hear behind a greenish hill,

And Love runs bumping into me

And we both fall like Jack and Jill.

We roll on grass, I kiss her twice;

She half frowns at me.

Done playing then, I kiss her thrice,

All for ageless victory!

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When I was ten and you were three

I bounced and bounced you on my knee.

At eighty I will kiss you much

Because my knee has lost its touch.

Oh, what is fiction, what is fact?

It matters not, just so we act!

But if you yearn to bounce my knee

I’ll bounce you once, with kisses free!

Oh, so long we’ve been apart,

And Age says, “Go, it’s time to start.”

We can’t make up for sixty years

Unless in bliss time disappears.

So love me, dear, and I’ll love you,

And we will live our lives a-new!

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The High Sign (Nov. 11, 2017)

I’m ready for flying,

I’m ready to be,

With one I am dying—

Almost—to see!

She’ll be there awaiting

With a big white sign—

Says, “There’s no debating,

Mr. Brian, you’re mine!”

Then, “What?” I’ll say, kidding,

“This sign is for me?

Dear sign, you’re my lover,

Forever, I see.”

Then back of the sign

I hear a “boo-hoo”;

I look, see one smiling—

My leg-puller—-you!

With high spirit of your soul

You do spin my heart’s control

Till I am one hot blaze of loving fire!

You are sharp and cool and fast,

Your heart-competence will last,

And your hands held in my hands is my desire!!

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Coming (Oct. 31, 2017)

I have not held you, nor have touched your hand;

I have not seen you in the flesh of you,

Nor how you walk, not even how you stand.

I have not heard you speak, or even hum;

No hard and solid fact have I of you

To add to my imaginary sum.

I have your messages upon a screen,

A screen not even mine, of glassy sheen.

We see, react, are typing in between

High thoughts that fly unbodied through the air,

And yet, to say we’re spirits is not fair.

For you are very real and very rare.

I’ll have a poem, untyped, within my hand,

To give you when my plane comes in to land.

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Hair Up Top!

You said “Hi!” I heard.

I saw dark, bluish black hair—

Yesterday’s doo.

If l were a bird

I’d be singing everywhere,

“You are new, new, new!”

But I’m not a bird,

So l just gaze in rapt daze

And speak one word—“You.”

You smile, satisfied;

You look in glass, satisfied;

We sip coffee—good.

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Four Lips

Four lips are great gods;

When pressed firmly together

Four lips are great gods.

Two lips are good;

Not good enough.

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My Inner Sight

I am so glad, when day goes by,

That I’ve got you in my inner eye.

I see your smile; your lips do shine.

Your eyes, with flames, say you are mine.

My inner sight is so, so true,

That all it sees is all of you.

It sees no stars, it sees no sun;

Sees only you are my only one.

My inner sight, it is so right.

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Oh, I Know A Woman

Oh, I know a woman dark and bright;

Her dark eyes shine with such a light

That I am overjoyed to see them;

For then, oh then, so warm I grow,

Real loving warm—yes, it is so—

That oh, l seem to dizzify,

To almost faint away and die!

My dark, my bright! My bright, my dark!

I love her, love her, love her so!

Oh, I know a woman.

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Oh, My

Oh, my dear shopper,

Shop-shopping all day,

As if every shop

Was a banjo to play.

You walk down an aisle,

The goods do all smile—

The bottles and boxes

So glad you are there

To clink them together,

Or carry them off,

Like light, stormy weather

With a Santa Claus laugh!

Ho ho, hee hee,

They leap in your trolley!

Ha ha, hee hee!

Such fun is this shopping!

No, no, never stopping!

Till trolley is full

Of fruit beautiful!

Or with liver for Bingo,

Or fish for the men,

Until it is time

To go shopping again!

And yet, just for you,

To boil an egg so, so beautifully new!

Oh, my dear shopper,

Shop shopping all day!

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