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Pastimes : Calling all SI Poets -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: J. Stone who wrote (1462)	4/4/1998 8:51:00 PM
From: Stitch	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 2095

J. Stone, I am very much enjoying your Asia experience poetry. I hope you don't mind if I share one of my own. best, Stitch Evening in the Kempong Li Choon grunted under the weight But, as he had for most of his years, The skinny old man lifted it to the bycycle and then climbing on pedaled off to the place Where he emptied it, but to retrace His steps again tomorrow. Mei Mei smiled her rueful grin and said, "that old man, does no harm." "He's gruff but fair" she seemed to sing I smiled to hear the song, As she turned and slid the coins in the cool dark depths of her sarong. I wiped my forehead and cast a gaze To the red ball sun through cooking fire haze, Hung low on the waves that were turning more blue. That same sun that, throughout the day, Had scalded my neck, I had cursed it then, and said to myself a farewell to him, a bit sadly, while Mei Mei murmured in the shadows.