Blue Moon

Blue Moon was written in response to Jeff’s poem Orange Sky which was included in his poetry collection Nature Speaks of Love and Sorrow.

Orange Sky by Jeff Flesch

orange is the color of the sky
and the image I find you in the night

dancing before my mind
althought I’m tired and weary

still I find in you delight

considering all the things you’ve done
like showing me how to become a man

while learning to let go of all my shame – complacency

drops instead

letting love burn through the atmosphere inside my heart and head



Blue Moon by Cassa Bassa

tonight the moon is blue
hung high over the ocean tide
murmuring love tunes
to stir up the calm water
within me

this blue flame
licking my already burning skin
reminds me of the orange sky
we lay under

the texture of your shyness
the layers of my wanting
peeling off the first blooms
of our love
and eternal desire

The Club

This is written based on Denise’s Six Sentence Story prompt word – Club.

Lion Bark was a world famous golfer who won many titles which were a few shied away from the young men he slept with during his long career.

One of his winning clubs was gifted by his favourite Korean lover, which he took with him around the world wherever he played in tournaments. That club reminded him of his lover’s parting words, “I’ve given my blood, sweat and tears to this club, wherever you go, take it with you in remembrance of me.”

Over the years he tried to reconnect with his Korean lover without success. His response had always been that he was under the surveillance by his government officials for crimes he did not commit.

Little did Lion Bark know, he is the reason that his Korean lover was not in jail, because of the murder weapon he kept with him.

Pumpkin Field


Remember that pumpkin field
under the harvest moon
where we lay in the coolness of the night?

A beatle crawled around my ankle
while your fingers gliding between my longing
landed in a fire
ignited by our stardust kisses.

The shallow field matched our breaths.
The rough skin of the pumpkin fruits
reminded me of your raw passion
overcame the smoothness of my skin.

De-complicate

Would you prefer me to add a pronoun in my email signature?

I don’t mind, do as you wish.

What about your pronoun? You know I don’t want to offend you.

Call me he, she, they, it, I don’t care. I know who I am.

Ok then, I know you as Ami and you are Ami to me.

Definitely, I’m Ami 😊.

Butterfly Love, The Origin of Love

Reading of two poems: Butterfly Love by Jeff Flesh; The Origin of Love by Cassa Bassa

Butterfly Love

I rise from the ashes of past
circumstances

with a ladle of love in my right hand
and butterflies alighting on my left

thinking about the trees dwelling within me,
how they do always seem

lost in times of chaos, yet they
keep me warm

tangled emotions
cutting deep within, where love and pain
are perfect twins

and life is lived beneath the texture of your skin


The Origin of Love

I sit in the quiet
underneath the white oak
watch the rain rolling from my left
edging the sun towards my right

Isn’t that what grief does to us
chipping away the simple things we enjoy

I remain sitting under the tangled arms
unshaken, unmoved, undisturbed

Here is my sanctuary
and centre of gravity
where we once hid from the world’s chaos
and found each other
locked gaze
in awe

Break A Dawn


Twilight casts a net of iridescent pearls
to tempt the reluctant sun to break a dawn
She yawns
The horizon feels her warmth
beholding her fervant beautiful

Sunrise at Clovelly beach, Sydney, Australia by Cassa Bassa

Imaginery Dialogue

She said
I fear I’m destined to be my own anchor from now on

I said
You’ll have to have pointed legs

She laughed
Well, I’m a ballerina afterall

I cheered
I know you have it in you

心动

I added the audio of this piece because it rhythms.


素颜的女生最可爱
微卷着半脸的刘海
韵香随着微风扑来
她不觉察我在发呆
花树下心动的男孩

English translation by meaning:

The plain face girl is the cutest
Her wavy bang covers half of her face
The breeze sends her sweet scent straight to me
She doesn’t notice that I am in a trance
A boy who is falling in love standing underneath a blossom tree

His Greatest Asset


He is banned from speaking
whenever he wants to start again
🤫 That’s what he gets
But it’s hard to not get tempted
He tries to make a sound

STOP! She cried
My tummy hurts
and I’m gonna pee my pants.

Who would have thought
humour could be charming
and hazardous