swim for life

I am going for a swim, in the life sea that is. Staying afloat was a habitual routine.
Once in a while you find a big wave splashing over you, gasping for air but not drowning.
On a hot day i quickly submerge into the cooling water, looking or feeling the movement of the current underneath, driving the fishes in bubbles of memories that only appears in my mind. Propelling my body once more up toward the light, breaking the sinuous motion on the surface. Breathing deeply to inhale the first fresh air. The Sunlight changes it's hue to a soothing chrome yellow reducing the heat to a warmth of a blanket. I walk back to shore once more with a lightness on my feet.

Gate

Sometimes a light appears right in the middle of a conversation. Its hard to divert your attention out from the staring look. I wish I am equipped instantaneously with a pen extending that gateway a little longer.

Never a loner

I put up some life size ink and brush artworks on rice paper at

Woods in the Books
58 Club Street
Singapore 069433
www.woodsinthebooks.sg

newsman

the newsman is coming your way,
he picks it up like a strong man and spin the world in his hand.

jester king

my hair wire like crazy swirl,
my beard twist and twirl.
In between, my stare was straight,
my thoughts were blurred.
A question just pop at the edge
between jester and king.

Mister

the chubby girl

Its funny to see her dancing, sometimes it tickles the mind.
the shorts where too tight i thought. but i admire her spirit,
the nature of her character being true and free from the mundane.