I ask for
a pair
of sleep mask
as gift
I need to
train myself to
know you
even when my eyes
are dim
I want us
to be loving
in sunlight
and
in darkness
Author: Cassa Bassa
🇦🇺🇨🇳 inquisitive, observant, witty, a thinker, was a misfit child 😊
Death to Life
WordPress for its frustrating format updates, website glitches, but when it comes to a sense of community and support, I am here to stay.
When I was uninspired and nibs-dry, Benjamin and Bree worked their creative magic to collaborate with me. Here is the poem we wrote together. Bree produced the audio. I hope you enjoy this little piece of reading words and friendship, more importantly, remember to reach out to each other if you need a little inspiration and TLC. 🌻💚
Is there any life inside this brittle heart of mine
I am cracked to the core
All my light has leaked out
I cry out for nourishment
Someone to restore
A desert flower thirsting for rain
A deadwood feeling lost in a spring forest
The craving for life intensifies
In a world of splendid landscape
On my shoulders I carry the weight of suffering
Oceans of sadness and mountains of pain
A gazillion negatives that lead to unnamed anxieties
Pure darkness seemingly the only respite
And yet
Sunrise delivers a new day
Rain brings forth tiny sprouts
New life stirs within me
Signalling the promise of growth
I reach out to the light of life
Pushing onwards towards hope
Writers in The Current World
The world is
Frustrating
Depressing
And
Suppressing
It hammers
Our confidence
Hinders
Our influence
And tests
Our patience
Self Portrait
新城忆旧
现在的城市镇都漂亮了
我童年的记忆也模糊了
找不到旧城的商贩店铺
也找不到祖父母的微笑
Happy Place
This is my happy place
watching you
go about your day
nonchalantly
My eyes are filled
with your graceful presence
My heart is full
of today’s gift
Griffiti Rocks
Memoirs griffitied on rocks
along the breakwall
recording life events
of locals and visitors
A celebration of a new born
Loneliness of a young man
A girl sad about unrequired love
A declaration of love
A marriage proposal
A strong bond of siblings
An unwavering friendship
Griefing parents burried a child
Loss of a best friend
A widow’s sorrow in a poem
A young man mourns his fellow soidiers
An old man laments his life
They gave these rocks flavours
Besides the salty seawater
In return
The rocks gave them blank pages
For their stories
Nude Sketch
I practice pencil drawing as a hobby with no real foundational skills. This is about friendship with fellow blogger Rob from Friends without Borders instead of showcasing my art work.
I did this sketch based on a picture Rob provided to me. It took me almost a year to complete it. It’s not because I am a slow sketcher. It’s because a life event stopped the project for over ten months. I was glad that I completed (the best I can) by the end of 2023.
Thank my friendship with Rob!
Blue and White Porcelain
The blue and white porcelain
Reminds me of your eyes
You made evey floral print dress
Look beautiful
Remember my wardrobe was filled
With black, white, cream and grey
You gifted me
Floral print scarves
Van Gogh’s sunflowers
And almond blossoms
Now I wear floral print dresses
In memory of you
And our friendship
The blue and white porcelain
Reminds me of your eyes
Long shut into your rest
Road Trip
The happy sun, the story telling clouds, the birth pain pink sky were inspiring.
Landscapes pulled me over with their outstretched arms along the highway. I read my book by the cows and sheep sharing their green pasture; I drank by the brooke with rainbow lorikeets; I hid from the storm under sugarcane plantation; I yarned with the locals at the grocery store.
The smell of the artificial ocean air refresher, dark roast coffee, MacDonald’s Happy Meal in the car brought me back to reality.
A road trip made my mind escape into the world outside the car window, some real, some imaginery, the rest was just an uninspired poet trying to make the most of a recent event.
Flicker of Thoughts 