Jeju

This is where the tangerines fell,

       the fruits that made my tummy blow up 

This is where I learned to ride a bike,

Downhill, no brakes, just me and my dad

This is where I got dirt under my nails 

       and I ran with no shoes  

This is where we ran until we fell 

       the waves were loud and big  

       the wind smells like fish

       and all my childhood memories sit

This is where I felt free.

       No one ever stopping me.

Warm Breeze 

A leaf falls softly from a tree 

It spins slowly 

Landing on the ground with the others 

Making a pile of red and brown 

An ant walks across the ground 

Carrying a crumb bigger than itself 

It works all day long 

Trying to bring food back to its home 

A bee flies from flower to flower 

It buzzes loudly in the air 

Helping plants grow strong and healthy 

A butterfly floats in the warm air

Spreading its beautiful wings

It lands on a flower for a moment 

But calmly drifts away 

A flower stands in the middle of the field 

As the smell of honey fills the atmosphere,

Its petals bloom 

It sways gently in the warm breeze

A Glance

I give you a glance 

Instead of speaking

It feels like lightning,

Cutting through the words

But it’s also a symbol,

a sign for everything 

that I cannot say

out loud 

It’s subtle 

-yet it burns,

Like a flashing light 

That remains in 

your eyes