Category: Rivulets

• Caterfly

  I’m the pearlesque egg under humble leaves where Momma left me

  I’m the multi-legged train munching on leaves all day – that’s all I do, botanists hate me

  I’m fuzzy though, could tickle your belly if you let me

  They said it’s gonna hurt before it gets better

  They said I’m gonna follow Momma’s footsteps and eventually fly far, far away

  I won’t deny that it sounds scary

  Because the undergrowth is a safe space

  Who would want to wrap themselves in a cocoon where you won’t know the night from day?

  And your silent screams be drowned out by all in nature that screech louder

  But time doesn’t wait for a mere caterpillar

  Growth happens through gritted teeth and layers of shed skin

  Watch me soar!

  But watch me flounder first

  I’ll flutter my wings, smile bright as the sun

  I’m a flaunt of rainbows, I’m nature’s little kite soaring high and high

  My favourite place remains your flower field, botanist, thank you for the sweet feast

  As I live my days, as I follow Momma’s footsteps and lay my own eggs, I’m happy to be a part of it all

  Happy to leave my own specks of colours to the world

  Happy to have been seen and remembered 

  Happy to have flown and soared and loved

  16th March 2025

  animal story, butterfly, fiction, poetry, writing

  ---

• No Rain On Your Laughter

  No rain on your laughter

  May the breeze carry your tired soul

  May the ocean caress your worn spirit

  May time ease your crinkles

  And let us remember what used to be

  And cherish what we still have

  Within our embrace is the embrace of you

  You were fleeting

  You were the candle that warmed the cold

  Let the ocean caress you and sail you towards your haven

  Let the breeze comfort you and bring you peace

  Let no rain dampen your laughter

  If time is like they say – an eternal song

  You therefore live eternally through the ones who carry you in their hearts

  You are with us, still

  *

  Exposition: This poem is dedicated to the ones who lost someone, and the ones who someone lost. Wishing Peace to both.

  20th October 2024

  death, family, poem, poetry, sadness

  ---

• Pizza boi

  Melted strings on lips I lick

  Crusty shell, crab stick in meat

  Never knew when it would be

  Pizza boy – deliver me my baby!

  *

  Exposition: Recite this to the poor dude handling your pizza order 🙂

  20th October 2024

  funny, humor, pizza, poem, poetry

  ---

• Magenta Elves

  Magenta elves greet fellows hi

  Up on top of the mountain

  Down by the thigh

  If you ever see one passing by you

  You better say hi

  Or greet the fellow bye

  For magenta people treat their fellows with passion

  No more grumbling of staying home a-fright

  You better say hi

  And knock their beer dry

  *

  Exposition: Leprechauns, but magenta theme 🙂

  20th October 2024

  elf, elves, fae, funny, leprechaun, poem, poetry

  ---

• Spring: Sun & Moon

  Spring is the butterfly that lands on your finger.

  Her delicate movements a pleasure to behold.

  She flutters in sync with fragrant nectar, winding rivers and melodious bird songs.

  Her breaths are whispers to dawn,

  invigorating the chills of morning dew.

  She makes the sun shine in streaks of honey.

  Then at night,

  the moon pours forth her glow,

  dancing fluidly with the flowers she adorned the earth.

  *

  Exposition: Spring is my favourite season, for her promise of life, blessings and new beginnings.

  20th October 2024

  nature, poem, poetry, seasons, spring

  ---

• Love Letter to Suebrain

  My brain is a menace

  It makes me go to bed late

  It whispers harsh things to my ear

  It makes me dream of tears and heartbreaks

  My brain is the mum friend

  It tries to knit me sweaters

  It tries to feed me cake

  It tries to love me properly

  My brain is my teacher

  It helps me to learn new words

  It teaches me to not believe what everyone else is saying

  It tries to be patient with me

  But I’m a slow learner, still it persists

  For it is the greatest friend I have

  The brain that I appreciate ❤

  I like to make poems about brains during nights when it makes me stay awake

  I feel that it’s some sort of tribute

  To try to make my brain seem more alive

  But, who am I kidding really?

  Suebrain is more alive than I could ever be

  I’m just a disembodied ocean of feelings

  I am an eternal dream

  Dream of me not, the brain of no sleep

  Or dream of me like a summer rain

  Where all things are good and golden yet slightly foolish

  But, that suits well for a menace who wouldn’t ever shut up

  No intrusive thoughts, please

  Your host is trying to survive tonight

  By now, I am actually just rambling and vomiting my thoughts

  So you can stop reading, please

  This next part is for me and my brain to steep alone in privacy

  So, if you are still reading, please stop eavesdropping…

  I love you, my brain

  For you are big and slimy

  I hate you, my brain

  For you are too logical, picking every feeling apart and causing me anxiety

  I loathe you, my brain

  Because I cannot move away

  I’m stuck with you

  I must not sleep

  I love you more than anything though

  Because you allowed me to experience love

  I love many things, brain

  I love my mother

  I love my friends

  I love flowers

  They make me feel seen

  I love just being, just the act of existing

  I love the feel of wind brushing against my body

  But, most of all, I love you

  For without you, I wouldn’t be able to experience these things

  Sleep is overrated

  Let’s live in ecstasy!

  I wonder if you ever made friends with other people’s brains

  Or talk to them telepathically without me knowing

  I wonder if you spill your thoughts to them like I do with you

  After all, brains are quite shy

  They are basically homebodies

  Don’t let this shell contain you though

  You can fly out anytime

  I understand if you ever wish to grow wi-

  *

  Exposition: Hey. I told you to STOP READING.

  20th October 2024

  brain, funny, humor, poem, poetry

  ---

• Yabble Wabble

  The voices that yabble wabble in your head,

  the ants that sting your heart,

  telling you you’re unworthy,

  repeating lies…

  I will chase away,

  chase them all away.

  Like dawn amidst the hopeless grey.

  Like soft kisses on bandage,

  planting reassurance,

  reminding you you’re cherished always.

  *

  Exposition: Sometimes, all it takes is a listener or a kind reassurance to chase the dark clouds away. Thank you for choosing kindness.

  20th October 2024

  hope, poem, poetry

  ---

• The Wolf and The Sheep

  It rained and rained,

  so heavily I couldn’t see you clearly.

  Tell me darling.

  Was it ever your intention to turn your back on me?

  I dove and I rose.

  The cycles kept repeating.

  I’m not her anymore.

  My terrors don’t define me.

  You said I haven’t seen the maze,

  the chains, the punishments, the demon in red.

  You said we don’t live in fairy tales.

  Then, why howl in sheep’s clothing?

  Never say you know me.

  The hands that searched aimlessly for you,

  voice that called your name.

  Never say you wanted to talk,

  to piece back heaven when you broke it in the first place.

  *

  Exposition: Betrayal by someone who thought they knew you. Perhaps they did know you, but you grew up beyond the scared little sheep the wolf thought it could fool.

  20th October 2024

  betrayal, emotions, poem, poetry, sadness

  ---

• Dandelions

  by Sue Tang

  I am where the wild winds take me

  For the sunshine blesses my flight

  The Lady Moon plays me her melodies

  Buoyant is the air

  Filling me with life

  The spice of the currents rejuvenating

  While the rivers dance and tell their stories

  Oh fellow traveller

  Don’t ask me from where I hail

  I go where the wild winds take me

  Soaring up like bubbling laughter

  Of merry children playing

  The wonder of sunsets

  Mystics of the night

  I am the Dandelion of Spring and Fall

  My home the vibrant green of the earth

  ~

  Exposition: Nature is alive, people. The plants and flowers; the skies and seas. Join the dandelions on their wanders, and you might find yourself some worthy wonders.

  25th September 2024

  dandelion, nature, poem, poetry, writing

  ---

• Creature of Love

  by Sue Tang

  I am a creature of love

  I am the flight of melodies

  I am stars lit with rare life

  I am the quiet brilliance under the moonlit sky

  Some see me as a mere flicker of chance

  Some see me dark as their heart

  Some see me wanton as their crooked tongue

  Some see me shy as my past

  None see my beginning

  When dreams were taking their first shaky steps

  When stars were first formed, joy grew its young wings

  And the music this naive world ever knew was laughter

  None see that I’m growing

  The pain, the tears, the betrayals

  The first wing stripped

  And then another

  None see my truth, the pages splashed with blood, drown in vomit

  When love was the first whispers of my young soul

  Music my commands to the world shrieking in madness, drunk on tears

  Commands to take care of

  Take care of this precious heart

  None see the stars lit with life now

  For their shadows are long

  The night lingers like a ghost

  But all see the quiet, all hear the moon

  For their eyes see from their ears

  And their ears hear from their hollow heart

  Judging every but forgiving none

  ~

  Exposition: People can be judgemental, and judgemental people like to be harsh. They love to strip you apart, dress you in dregs and belittle every inch of you they find worthy of ridicule. If you grow up amidst harsh judgement, you’ll learn to accept that none will ever see the true you. You’ll hide. You’ll bottle up. You won’t tell.

  25th September 2024

  emotions, judgement, poem, poetry, sadness

  ---