No running, sauntering, or shuffling feet On empty streets lined With dark storefronts, Chairs stacked away in eateries. Cherish the gift of time even in isolation, For nothing is lost as long as we remember The delight of a gift bridges us over turbulent waters. Be wise not to squander the gift And become the … Continue reading Gift of Time
Author: yennayi
I was born and raised in the South Korea and now I live in Massachusetts for the past 15 years after having lived in many different parts of the world. I work as a psychotherapist in my private practice. I just finished writing my memoir, "Ring of Fire" and waiting to be published.
When Moon Calls…
When you call, Tide flows toward shore, Ebb rushes back to sea, I want to walk on the beach Under your fully lit face, Howling dogs in the distance, I want to be your drummer Beating at the rushing flow, I want to play flute To serenade the retreating ebb. You pull tide relentlessly by … Continue reading When Moon Calls…
Scream
The world full of blusters and blunders Is good enough for the rough and ready, But no match to the string of coronavirus, Unleashing the Paleolithic toxic fume Cobbled together to seep through The walls of digital world. The anger tramples vengefully On cultural warnings And political threats. Sneaky viruses with eyes wide open Look … Continue reading Scream
Ring of Fire 