Self-publishing poem

Fortune Cookies 

By: Mia Zhang 

When i was small 

A fortune cookie was a trick 

A trick made by my father's quick hands

I wondered the piece of paper inside the cookie

But not the meaning of the line

Why? Because it tastes good

When i grow up

The taste did not change

But the meaning of the line changed

Does the cookie know? No 

Do i believe in! Yes

Other than the line

I start wondering about the number

Sitting quietly on the back of the piece of paper

I think they are different kinds of fortune

Once upon a time

A seventy-five years old lady 

Cracked open a random fortune cookie 

She opened the cookie

The fortune slipped to her palm

She entered the number for lottery

Guess what? She got a million fortunes

Link to my self-pulishing poem video

http://youtu.be/xsHyoghIdFk

Your Hair

Your hair sometimes smells like a rose garden with blooming roses

Like a candy store

With sweet lolipop

A bakery

With freshly baked cookies

A mixture of different perfumes

Like Early morning grass

A cup of water

An expired oil

A feral cat

With stinky fur 

Like a burning hay on the field 

Like an over baked cake

With strawberry topping

Like a pot of herbs 

In a traditional Chinese way

A cup of coffee

With no sugar 

A few drops of concentrated valilna 

In a well beaten egg white

Your hair sometimes feel like a bunch of dry hay

A bunch of fluff 

From a new born sheep

A piece of silk 

With small joints

A baby's hair 

Your hair sometimes looks like a nest

With some obvious weeds

Like a dark brown mushroom 

An uneven fence 

With black paint

Waves of ocean 

Willows in the park 

Like a warm winter hat 

That protects your ears in the harsh winter

Unchanged Everything

(Poetry Reflection on "The Red Wheelbarrow" by William Carlos William)

So much depends upon

An unchanged love

With a wounded heart

Suffering in the beautiful memory 

Hawaii Journal

Hawaii is the most beautiful place i have ever been before. The coulor of the sea and sky; The dry and warm wind. 

The first thing pops in your head when you hear HAWII is ocean and beach. I suggest you go to the hotel beach which is much more clean than the wild one. If you want to find sea creatures, then go to the wild one.

Hawaii is also a great place for shopping. Living in the pink hotel surrounded by all the famous brands. Also, it is nice to have a walk in the evening.0

JAPAN(2)

I saw many interesting things in Japan, i wish we could have those things in Vancouver.

The first thig is 

This is a traditional hotel with hot spring. The layout is tatami. Usually, there is no bed in tatami. People sleep on a thick quilt on the ground. 

This is just an ordinary vanding machine. However, during the winter time, you can always find vending machines that sell hot drinks, such red bean soup, hot miso soup,etc. It is a great idea, because it would be nice to have a hot drink during cold winter.

Disneyland is the last thing i want to introduce. I have been to all the Disneyland. In my opoion, Diseyland of Japan is the best one. It has two seperate themes park, Ocean World and Disney Park. I was lucky becuase there was a special festival called SummerFair， which only happens once a year during summer. I bought many Japanese food, such as mochi and apple candy. 

Poetic response to "The Metaphor" by Budge Wilson

Spring Breeze

A Poetic response to "The Metaphor" by Budge Wilson

I was a lonely girl

Living in the darkness

Isolated by the metal white gate

Dreaming about lark

You were the godmother in fairytale

Warm and gentle

Waving the magic wand

Blew away the dark haze

And brought light and stars 

After a long time, one year, two years

You lost your smile

Since when you began to sigh

Since when i lost my fairy godmother

Yes, i noticed

Yes, i did not do anything

Too late

You vanished as dust 

Who is the killer

I am 

by ignoring those ridicules

I miss you godmother, 

I miss your gentle 

Poetic Response to "the sound of hollyhocks"

The Woeful Life

A poetic response to "The sound of the Hollyhocks" by H.Garner

Wealth

Representation of satifaction?

No

Emptiness insteand.

 

My lover

Rejected and detested

By the "Bitch of Belson"

Leave and escape

With a married man

But punished with death

 

Oh! How lamentable my life is!

Should I leave? 

Crimson flowers burst in to bloom on my wrist

Dropping on the ground.

Charming yet bleak

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