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The Golden Clock Tower

Posted by chinkeeyong on June 18, 2014 at 9:50 PM Comments comments (0)

(For my schoolmates.)


Once upon a time, there was a man named Dr. John who owned a golden clock tower. He was very proud of his clock tower, and not undeservingly so: it was breathtakingly majestic, and its gold-gilt walls made it shine brilliantly during the day. It was the tallest clock tower in all the land.

 

"Dr. John's clock tower is so fine and inspiring!" said the public. "Among all the clock towers that ever existed, it must be in the top 3 per...

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Interregnum

Posted by chinkeeyong on June 18, 2014 at 9:45 PM Comments comments (0)

The Sovereign's Subjects rightly fear their Lord

Except when Subject, Lord has cause to fear:

For all their Castle, Cannon, Pike and Sword

Election Day, old tyrants-bane, is here!

O tremble, Kings, upon your iv'ry seats

For Opposition's men now storm your walls;

Dismiss your Generals — they cannot defeat

The General named Elections known to all.

So comrades! Let us charge unto the breach

Cavaliers all, with Pens each striking down -

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The Voyage of the Spheres

Posted by chinkeeyong on June 18, 2014 at 9:45 PM Comments comments (0)

In the winds and the song-notes of distant redoubts

Where the Sylphs of the Kingdoms of Faerie consult:

In the rarified Spheres that we rarely can see

All these things did I spy in the swell of my dream.

O I crossed the Nine Seas in the guts of two Whales,

With a weathercock only did brave the Nine Gales;

I perused the Bazaar of the Dark and Discreet

And partook of the Persian Leviathan-Sweet.

In the stead of a Vicar I called for divorce

F...

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When We Leapt Through Time

Posted by chinkeeyong on April 9, 2014 at 12:10 PM Comments comments (0)

The ways of Father Time are cold:

But few outpace his heartless tide.

It takes a certain kind of bold

To turn back Time and break his stride –

 

For selfish passions, fleeting dreams

We crossed forbidden threads of Fate,

Reality's eternal seams

We never were to bend or break.

 

Remember all the things we lost?

A birthday gift, a kiss in rain:

Time took these things from us in cost,

But after we found...

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Inhyeong

Posted by chinkeeyong on April 8, 2014 at 10:55 AM Comments comments (0)

Stage lights up. Curtains rise.

Camera pans. Wire string.

Dolls descend. Shiny eyes.

Painted lips. Voices sing.

Colors bright. Music plays.

Audience thick. Puppets thin.

Synchro dance. Matching face.

Plastic flesh. Porcelain skin.


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About Me

My name is Chin Kee Yong. I'm a junior college student studying in Singapore; I plan to become an illustrator or writer once I graduate. Meet me on Facebook.