First, fast and fittest
Countless sperms crawl in the ovum
Of the pregnant platform;
They carry the large baggage
Of their responsibility
Trying to come into the crowded pits
Of chugging bogies
Or gliding out of suffocating air
To live alive, survive and stay proven
The first, the fast and the fittest.
......
Summertime lover
I'm waiting at the station;
Strawberry evening!
Anticipation heartbeat,
like rainbow glimpsed from a street.
Dusky moments fly
like dense willows in wild wind,
in the moss green spring.
Then a train roars like thunder
......
I was a professional, melodic dance instructor, at the flowery prime of the art,
And I taught its various, elegant styles, sweet joy of valuable living to impart.
The noble old classic styles will never die, like the endless, hit parade of stars,
While the new ones add such excitement, like mellow music of golden guitars.
Sometimes I fantasized what it'd be like, if crowds of people danced together,
Would it be complete, disordered chaos, or pretty like purple fields of heather.
Friends came around the sudden bend, beneath the greenest, fluttering tree,
......
Clickety clack go the wheels, along an endless track,
And the whistle sounds forlorn, in a night so black.
I gaze at glimmering stars, and pearly moon hung low,
And I'm lulled to peaceful slumber, by motion here below.
When gay sunshine once again, greets a rosy countryside,
I am feeling the warmth, though just along for the ride,
Meditating on memories, floating by like summer breeze,
Looking forward and behind, past fleeing emerald trees!
......
Summertime lover
I'm waiting at the station;
Strawberry evening!
Anticipation heartbeat,
like rainbow glimpsed from a street.
Dusky moments fly
like dense willows in wild wind,
in the moss green spring.
Then a train roars like thunder
......
I was a professional, melodic dance instructor, at the flowery prime of the art,
And I taught its various, elegant styles, sweet joy of valuable living to impart.
The noble old classic styles will never die, like the endless, hit parade of stars,
While the new ones add such excitement, like mellow music of golden guitars.
Sometimes I fantasized what it'd be like, if crowds of people danced together,
Would it be complete, disordered chaos, or pretty like purple fields of heather.
Friends came around the sudden bend, beneath the greenest, fluttering tree,
......
First, fast and fittest
Countless sperms crawl in the ovum
Of the pregnant platform;
They carry the large baggage
Of their responsibility
Trying to come into the crowded pits
Of chugging bogies
Or gliding out of suffocating air
To live alive, survive and stay proven
The first, the fast and the fittest.
......
Clickety clack go the wheels, along an endless track,
And the whistle sounds forlorn, in a night so black.
I gaze at glimmering stars, and pearly moon hung low,
And I'm lulled to peaceful slumber, by motion here below.
When gay sunshine once again, greets a rosy countryside,
I am feeling the warmth, though just along for the ride,
Meditating on memories, floating by like summer breeze,
Looking forward and behind, past fleeing emerald trees!
......