winter blue <br />a flash of white <br />on taxi's top <br /> <br />daymoon <br />sounds of scissors <br />from impatient barber <br /> <br />soon <br />a river that wont <br />reflect the moon <br /> <br />irked by her <br />constant shouts <br />to keep children quiet <br /> <br />storm <br />the gods paint <br />the whole sky grey <br /> <br />end-of-world news <br />the old lady <br />farts <br /> <br />power failure <br />lovers in bed <br />unfazed <br /> <br />after not meeting <br />for 20 years, recognising him <br />only by his goatee <br /> <br />after dinner - <br />the upbeat children <br />in the field <br /> <br />silver wedding anniversary <br />the guests ask whether <br />their divorced son has married <br /> <br />clinic <br />against the be-quiet sign <br />the mother shouts at her crying child <br /> <br />silver wedding anniversary <br />divorced son gives toast to <br />dad as role model <br /> <br />cricket's shrill <br />our warm conversation <br />in the japanese pub<br /><br />john tiong chunghoo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mixed-three-liners/
