long walk at night <br />the breeze freezes my spirit <br />the moon warms it up <br />pulling at my poetic soul <br />the crickets sing their poems to the night <br />a million other insects contribute their share <br />to loosen up the night <br />for lovers, husbands and wives <br />while a tide of words too <br />creeps in all directions in my mental sphere <br />saturates the poetic bar of the intellect <br />waiting to be strummed into verses <br />the rhythm swims along with them <br />as i write out verse by verse <br />the moon my friend shares its light <br />the night wind inspires <br />lovelorn stars wave all the way <br />a million light years away <br />heralding the birth of a song <br />sparkling, twinkling <br />guided by intricate orchestration of the night <br />before gracing the written page <br />long walk in the night <br />even the insects with the lamps <br />start to lend me their lights <br />between the twinke of the stars <br />they dance, sing, beat out a dance<br /><br />john tiong chunghoo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/01-and-the-moon-and-the-stars-and-the-world/
