Sorry for the late posting of all my posts on my blog. Here I have a refined version of my poem for Chinese New Year. Please enjoy:
Red and a sea of red
Is all I see.
Then 'Boom' and
Firecrackers pop.
The sounds reverberate
Like numerous drums playing altogether.
I look around,
Still, a sea of red
Is all I see.
Silky, traditional,
Buttoned-down collars all around
In Chinatown,
Shoppers and vendors haggle prices
Which happen simultaneously.
The noise pollution.
I can't think.
The food is all so appetising,
But I can only stare and drool.
My parents buy the food,
But say,
"Ah boy, these are for the visitors!"
Visitors arrive,
They gorge on the delicacies,
Bite after bite.
I can only stare and drool.
But I benefit too as
Notes appear in red packets.
I saunter out,
quite dissatisfied with the food prohibitions but,
All around me,
Still a sea of red
is all I can see.
Thank you for taking the time to read this poem.
Ong Sean
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
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