the setting sun
floods potato fields
with crimson
a migrant looks up
at geese flying south


7 Responses

  1. agnesevasavich Says:

    ooh, powerful

  2. andreacecon Says:

    Wonderful poem…

  3. MaryJo Says:


  4. aniketnik Says:

    A perfect way of telling things with regards to everything going on in mind. Interesting, absorbing, and definitely powerful.

  5. Jan Benson Says:

    Well done, Chen-ou

    Jan Benson

  6. seaviewwarrenpoint Says:

    I recognised this as your work before I even got to the last line, Chen-ou! It's like a scene from a painting and very striking with that crimson flooding the fields.


  7. Ken Olson Says:

    feel it!!

    a sea you can't sail

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