The Tamarine Girls
Sticky Tamarine,
sour, sweet and delicious -
your seeds are so black.
Monk on a Bike
Calm forest retreat
visited by bicycle -
I smell bamboo, still.
The Children (little tornadoes)
Stand tall in the storm,
for you are tornado's eye -
blow them to pieces.
North Eastern Thai Cuisine
Blistering summer,
spicy papaya salad -
perspiration cools.
Bao
Dung Beetle larva,
taste buds in a creamy twist -
I suck your soft shell.
The Walking Trees
Forest temple trees
walking in all directions -
my mind is at ease.
The Carpenter's Apprentice (Father & Son)
Soft red cherry wood
sanded down against the grain -
saw dust in my hair.
Van, the driver
"I saw it coming;
that big pothole in the road -
you will be just fine."
The Red Road to Somewhere
Silent red dust roads;
turn left, turn right - lead me straight
to the warmest hearts.
