A barge heads for port As a tern flies homeward bound All call it a day.

I can’t figure out The logic behind your name Oh cattle egret!

Floating soap bubbles At the mercy of the wind Like rudderless ships.

The sun awakens Bringing splendour in its wake The birds are waiting.

Pause for a moment Before you open your mouth Words can deeply hurt.

Splashing in puddles Rain and mud worry me not I have my rainboots

Restful nights are gone My sleep quality nosedives An uphill battle

Playing hide and seek We raced in the back alleys Childhood innocence

For Chinese lessons I had to study proverbs Five flowers eight doors

A rooster was born In Nineteen Fifty Seven That rooster was me