My Songs - Occasional Poems

The Old Man Song
 
Why do I still hear the crickets sound?
It must still be a hot summer night -
There the sun has not even set.
Shouldn't it be the beginning of Autumn?
So I can see the leaves fall,
as I miss their pretty smiles
and the adorable cries – “I want my daddy!”
of all my kids ....
They have grown and flown somewhere.
Leave me the empty nest,
along with crickets sound.
 
Peter Truong (Poison Ivy)
First day of Autumn, September 23, 2011
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Lời Ca Bố Già
 
Sau hè tiếng dế vẫn kêu,
Mùa hè oi ả đâu đây vẫn còn.
Mặt trời còn vẫn nghênh ngang,
Đầu thu đã đến còn xem lá vàng.
Nụ cười bầy trẻ xa xăm,
Quay đầu ngoảnh lại chỉ còn tổ không.
Sau hè dế vẫn kêu vang ….
 
Lãng Nhai Trương Văn Tú
Ngày đầu Thu 09/23/2011
 

Trương Văn Tú

Mom!
 
Mirror, mirror me!
I have your blood in mine
You knitted me together
In your womb
Turned ... Twisted ...
And once I stretched I kicked you
Made you pee ...
Your endurance ... and wonderful work
Molding me
In a frame so perfect
In a safe, warm,
comfortable ... shelter
Of which I once lived in
Being grateful I'm your son ... Mom!
 
by Peter Truong (Poison Ivy)
Mother’s Day, 05/11/2019

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