Beijing

Too hot not to leave Beijing

exhausted,

by a sudden stampede of burning ribbon

the pain of the mountains crafted from a single snowflake

festive sidewalks lift buried coin

won’t put pressure on our love

for the towns, and the city slope curiously back

to greet us

to the little drummer men

healistic medicines

sneak from lantern

to attractive dragon lantern

especially for vendors - family owned

and ignored like a pond

dog

chewing on its arm

gnawing on a mound

of unreturned love

came by on a boomerang

never came back

this way, if a fire

could erupt the heart of this foreign object

learn a language of peace

dead parked cars on the other side of the globe

or here, in Beijing

cold without the rain

or the pleasing smiles

Reviews

[Angelgurlintheclouds]

Gee this is great i am enjoying reading your poetry it intrigures me

[arcandon]

thankkkkkkkyou

[Angelgurlintheclouds]

Your. Welcome anytime