Posts Tagged ‘creativity’

Those Were the Days

May 5, 2011

I remember the days

Of after school escapades.

We watched the afternoon scuttle along

As we filled each others’ ears with classic remarks.

Your gestures still dance before my eyes:

Please tell me you still remember the stitch at your sides

When I made you forget who we were – two fearless innocent girls

At the ice-cream shop – and gave everything you had in

You to laugh;

The comfortable shy silence that followed

When we hastily scooped up

Rare bits of still-intact ice-cream

Ring in my ears –

I want to go back to those

Careless days of fro-yo nonsense,

When we painted each other’s imaginary canvas,

And sparks ignited my only heart.

Iris Zhang, May4, 11

Edited May23, 12

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The Calm Before the Storm

May 3, 2011

After the sullen storm brings the dust to a halt,

Please permit me to settle like the silence that buries

These past memories.

I come from the tide like scars and flowing ashes

To recline in the desert of your ignorant compassion.

The silence sears a million more secrets as clear

As your watery eyes; secrets that should have

Stayed secret behind my pursed, trembling lips

That render me speechless before your listless concern.

Iris Zhang, May11

Displacement

May 2, 2011

Communication, the high brick walls

Of words and pause;

Pause like a mouth just about to

Open; Open those cold, indifferent walls,

For I cannot climb, for I cannot

Suffer your insurmountable walls

That bear no meaning, that bear no weight

On this burden of thoughts that compel me

To keep banging on those formidable walls.

Iris Zhang, May11

Me and You

April 28, 2011

I have two cats…

Scratch is an iceberg of reservation;
The Amazonian warrior, always alert
And ready to attack without hesitation.

Her independence shields her from getting hurt
By the follies of reliance and broken promises
By her owner; so she exerts all her effort

To keep it that way. But at night she quietly begs for kisses
And curls up in her owner’s arms, for no queen can forever be
On their own. They too need loving caresses.

So keep her safe; be gentle but never too bold,
Though her true self will never completely unfold—
Indignant yet innocent Scratch, your sadness remains to be told.

Kyle is the King of free will,
The eager explorer following his cause,
Curious and carefree, and never idle.

He is his own cat. He writes his own laws.
‘Think less, eat more, and sleep even more.’
He knows just how to charm by kneading those paws.

Playful and friendly, he is never a bore.
Those expressive blue eyes always tell the most
Exciting of stories you’ve never heard before.

No worries in his naïve little head,
He claims every inch of our house as his bed—
Insufferable (adorable!) and insatiable Kyle, your hunger remains to be fed;

…today I observed them
And was reminded of me and you.

Iris Zhang, April11