Sunday, January 18, 2015


I know I shouldn't be posting this, the first post of the year...

photo by Yuriy
image from publicdomainpictures


walking across an empty car park, my heart has taken on the darkness of this night. i am thinking about a lot of things, the twelve hour shift i have just clocked, the hunger in my belly, the way this country is going, this rain that is still falling. the two NYC cops. Christmas doesn't feel like Christmas anymore. you want to run tears like the cold rain that had fallen on your face.

i punch a coke
from the vending machine.
wish it was a beer.


"and i shelter in the dark
like bats seeking moonlight"

-- dsnake1, after a rain

Shared on Poetry Pantry #235 at Poets United.

© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2015

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Blogger Brian Miller said...

trust me, i have been there...friday was so rough i told my principal i could have drank myself numb...and i dont talk like that...nor drink that much any more...ha...

i can resonate a bit too with the feel of christmas...i think mine has been extended by my children, but i get it...

19 January, 2015 01:13  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

That is hard-hitting. Brimming with desolation and melancholy, it is a thoughtful piece.
Great write.
And I loved these lines you shared from one of your other pieces: "and i shelter in the dark/like bats seeking moonlight". How intriguing!


19 January, 2015 01:47  
Blogger Mary said...

Yes, sometimes other things in life & the world get in the way of that Christmas spirit.. I understand that. And I also understand wishing the coke were a beer. Smiles. Glad to see you again.

19 January, 2015 02:03  
Blogger Björn Rudberg said...

The darkness of your haibun is palpable.. nothing is a sadder than being alone at a wet parking ground.. Hope you got a bear in the end.

19 January, 2015 02:47  
Blogger Sherry Blue Sky said...

Oh I hear you - it is especially gloomy after one watches the news - any day of the week, any more.......hang in there - spring will come. Everything is easier to bear in sunny weather. I hope.

19 January, 2015 04:00  
Blogger scotthastiepoet said...

Fantastic! so glad you did - real power and truth here soulfully rendered.. Great writing and shine on with your truth! The year will have brighter better moments too for you to capture so vividly as this, for sure... With Best Wishes Scott

19 January, 2015 04:02  
Blogger R.K. Garon said...

I know... This world, as I try to find the pot of gold at the end of a rainbow, is discouraging.
Well said!
and thanks for your kind comments on my site.
Miss you when you're not around.

19 January, 2015 04:07  
Blogger Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

A legitimate write at any time, I think, albeit sad. You create the mood very well, and with a restraint that is all the more telling.

19 January, 2015 04:15  
Blogger Susan said...

Wow. You captured a moment in an era--an era in a moment. Punch me a beer too and let's drink to a better year.

19 January, 2015 05:56  
Blogger Poet Laundry said...

Excellent haibun, ds. Felt.

19 January, 2015 10:59  
Blogger totomai said...

the last line sums up the frustration of a hard day's work

19 January, 2015 18:46  
Blogger G L Meisner said...

The last stanza really fits the end of many days. It is important to think of these things as long as we keep it in perspective.

20 January, 2015 20:22  
Blogger dsnake1 said...


we all have one of those really bad days, don't we? that day was bad because i was wrestling with a technical problem, whatever solutions i was thinking weren't working, everybody was breathing down my neck. plus most people were already off for the holidays.. thankfully it's all over now. :)


thank you! i liked "hard-hitting". :)
desolation was how i felt i had sunk to. glad you liked the other piece of work too.



yes, you see people happily going off for the holidays, and you feel isolated and angry. but i guessed it was the stress of the work getting in the way. on the bright side, i was off on christmas day. :)


yeah, alone on a wet parking ground, in the rain, is sad. i didn't get the beer, but instead a bottle of wine my daughter bought. nice stuff! :)


ah yes, the news. it was gloomy most of the week. The two NYC cops don't deserve that. not all cops go about shooting people. :(


thank you so much! heartening to read your comment.
so far, 2015 seems fine. :)


i wrote this piece on christmas eve, right after i got home. no edits, that was how fast it was written. but i hesitated a bit in posting it.
there doesn't seem to be much good news around those days.


thank you! the mood also created this poem. :)


yeah, this gloomy little poem encapsulated what i felt about 2014.

Poet Laundry,

thank you! i used to like haibun, and i am beginning to like them again.


thank you!
ever notice people always hang around a vending machine after they have finished some work? as if rewarding themselves? :)

20 January, 2015 21:45  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

hey G L, a cold beer really helps. :)

20 January, 2015 21:51  

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