Poem: Someone Else’s Loneliness

Kiss when your cigarette’s dying
Sing when my eyes are laughing
This weekend dress I’m putting on
Zip the ribbon that turns you on —

Name our child over the cereal bowl
Cross the thorny continents
Miles and miles to prove my worth
only to realise you’re uneasy to find —

Black is where love has gone to hide
Weaving into this messy trail to fight
each of our phony confession
like orphans of forgotten loneliness.

Poem: Afresh

Saw your words
upon the neon screen of fame,
Your typeset
put on that ear to ear smile,
Not for me only
but for the rest of your
beautiful boys and girls —
Separately, we will write
our chapter to make
a better today;
from this moment on
forget about tomorrow
for a little while,
right here and right now
say grace and give thanks.

Flash fiction: Christmas Gifts

Sneak preview of Christmas Gifts

“In the Eve, I received a Moomin card and then collected a little box with 24 inspiring quotes from the downtown hotel. Both gifts were from two lovely women whom I have yet to meet at the Gossip Park.”

Thank you for all your support, my beautiful people

Much love…

Flash fiction: What Came Alive Before Me

Sneak preview of What Came Alive before Me

“I have shut myself from tonight’s prime time talk show. If your love that had long expired; now fervently returns to claim the stained canvas and crystal white palette from the store down the street that buys and sells second-hand goods.”

Thank you for all your support, my beautiful people

Much love…

Flash fiction: Jet-lagged

Sneak preview of Jet-lagged

“There was a reminder of that cold wind that had taken over the summer breeze. Once our footprints were swept by the ocean, are we still able to memorize what we’ve shared?”

Thank you for all your support, my beautiful people

Much love…

Flash fiction: If This Is How It Ends

Sneak preview of If This Is How it Ends

“A woman in pauper dress ambled into the colonial room with a Monogram suitcase. She glimpsed at the man with pot-belly aka The Boss.”

Thank you for all your support, my beautiful people

Much love…

A Lovely Note To My Beautiful People

Dear Beautiful People,

Yours truly is writing this to inform that there WILL NOT BE any poetry update in the month of December. But I will be posting four micro-fiction (Flash fiction) in December on every Friday, instead of fortnightly. So, that’s some bonus for all of us. *smile*

To be honest, I have other priorities – lots of readings to catch up, stories and poetry editing for any up and coming journal submission, plus I have to reply my pen-pals’ letters that I haven’t been doing for quite some time. Hence, please take note this is NOT my retirement from the poetry scene.

I hope everyone will still continue to support my work and me. Over here, I wish all of you an early Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.

Thank you very much…

Much love & With Utmost Appreciation,
Deborah Wong
xoxo

Poem: Mind Paralysis

Little by little;
dripping ’em in the jar
namely full of hope with no despair,
I can do thousands per day;
while some couldn’t even in a month,
Blame not the weather
that is of porn-interested mentality
Paralyzes —

Poem: Hair Clip

Have you seen my hair clip?
The one I couldn’t leave without —
You then ignore as I’m rummaging
through your drawers and cabinets,
You detach it from a stack of script
and then put it on me before ambling
to the kitchen with my coffee mug.

Poem: Autumn Muse

I — should leave
for a place that
no one knows me
only to give credence to —

Autumn leaves
I have yet to witness
nor to feel — inhale with pride.
I bet they’re as
enigmatic like your eyes, lips
and everything about you.

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