We
wrote these ourselves!!!
Original
poetry by Karen Chung's Spring 2006 English Oral Training II class
Poems
from: Spring
2002 Spring
2003 Spring
2004
Spring
2005
1.
The Stone
Rachel Wang
In the courtyard is a stone,
With characters by rain and mud and time blurred.
Little
of the moment could be mentioned in a high tone,
When the notches were with
honor engraved,
Telling glorious stories of those who are now just bones
That
can scarcely be recognized.
The stone, lonely, finds none to boast to that
he once served the emperor
And fought against barbarians, whom we call “family”
today.
History unfeelingly continues, making glory dimmer and memory vaguer;
While
the blood passes from bone to bone, and remains warm and alive
Within the
body and me, from which and from whom
No one can rob anything.
2.
The Fourth Year
Vivian Ching-Wen Wu
After
three years that were as short as three minutes
I now stand on the corner
With
no idea of my next step
Hardly anything I’ve done over the past three years
Could be called successful
Except for my persistent struggle
Green
days disappear and I arrive at the point of
“Which road will you take?”
People
can’t stop repeating
“Where I am going and what am I doing?”
I can’t stop
asking myself
Time
flies and the final match comes
Now I stand on the corner
Spending less
time hesitating and discouraging myself
I step onto the next battle field
Don’t
abandon the treasured ideal, I remind myself
top
home
3.
When
I Went Back
Joe Ho
Bending
on the narrow path,
my shadow is thinner than loneliness. And the red embers
of the sun
burn my weak footsteps again.
Why does the bleak wind
which has reaped everything
still gnaw doggedly at my floppy ears？
Stop
following, for my bag is empty.
Stop following, or you will be lost like me.
Purple feet sink into the sticky mud.
Secretly and slowly, the white
maggots
are crawling on my bones, spine, and brain.
Forever, I must forever
appease them, feeding them blood of crimson flowers
and a black corpse of
dreams.
But directions are like twisting spider webs,
strong enough
to strangle my eyes. Silently and absolutely..On the narrow path,
there are
only street lamps.
The yellow lights lick me like hungry dogs,
tearing
at and eating my shadows,
and dividing up my soul among them…
4. Paper
Frog
Parker Fan
A white paper frog, crafted ill
By the
little sister on a Sunday tranquil,
Squatted under her tiny fingernail—
A gesture for a great jump. Yet it failed.
Thus
Sister let out a wail,
Outrageously.
What
an ideal Sunday afternoon for me
To pay heed to the paper frog vainly
And dispose of great expectations desperately—
If outrageously!
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5.
Leaves
Angela Huang
Envy
the leaves with flowers
Green and joyful
Desire the leaves on the trees
Leap and bound
Mourn the leaves downed by the wind
Sad and regretful
Expect the leaves under the snow
Waiting and rebirth
6.
Nineteen-Year-Old on a Ferris Wheel
Acacia Lin
The rolling Ferris wheel rolls
As fast as your smile goes
Flashing flame
Flowing years
Your wishes,
With the blaze in your eyes,
Leave the
questions in the air
Floating.
The rolling Ferris wheel rolls
As slow as our mind grows
Flashing flame
Flowing years
Your tears,
Too vulnerable to fight against time,
Quench
the answers in my heart
Panting.
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7.
Nothing Left
Jenny Yang
Flowing
freely down to the sea.
I didn't expect anything that would surprise me.
Until
you,
Fell onto me.
Though
I didn't want you to leave,
I must subject myself to our destiny.
Giving
you a ride is my only responsibility.
If only I could bring you some happiness,
my life wouldn't be wasted.
There
is nothing left at the end of the story.
I was deemed to vaporize, while you
Became
part of the land beside me.
At
least we once walked into each other's lives,
Becoming part of each other's
memory.
8.
The Shadow
Nicola Liu
I
want to walk with you.
I want to dance with you.
No matter where you go,
I
want to be with you.
But
then,
The light dies out.
You smile and go to sleep,
I quiver and can
only weep.
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home
9.
Live to feel
Simone Wang
I
recall days past
and see myself working studying dallying
As is known by
so many
But I don’t know what to live for
To be better, gain more beauty,
more knowledge
All the glories, competitions are just photos on the wall
But
I remember every heart-beating moment
Excited, expecting, hurting, crying,
full of passion and desire
It all still touches me, fresh
Live to feel
Exhaust
yourself by reaching up and down
Go to extremes
Get the best and ecstasy
Hurt
like death and bleeding
Feelings stay
The older
we grow
The more we keep
Live
to feel.
At least, you feel
10.
Morning Symphony
Tobey Hung
Brother Trumpet wakes up everyone
Father Trombone walks into the bathroom
Grandma Horn prepares breakfast in the busy kitchen
The Clarinet Twins
are still talking from the night before
The Drum Sisters
fight over the delicious breakfast
Grandpa Tuba gets up very early but is now snoozing loudly
Uncle Baritone
gives morning kisses to everyone
Mother Flute calls the roll: One, two, three...
It's a lovely morning symphony
11.
Sincere heart
Sally Yang
Let’s
keep a sincere heart
With no fear of evil ghosts
When you come to the maze
Just
run to the sun
Run toward the sun You will find the way
You will find,
Truth
is standing by your side.