Warning: My poems in The Seattle Star are NOT always suitable for children under 18. Some over 21 get offended. Read at your own risk. Comments are welcome if you can catch your breath after some of them. The Seattle Star
There’s a bus to nowhere, somewhere I think is home.
I feel the half moon human mind moving to fullness
clearly asking, “Will you stay with the solemn monks
Or return to the maddening city life of hell in Seoul?”