Breakfast
Beautiful jelly!
Golden, crispy piece of toast...
Now, I feed myself.
Flower Vulva
Oh wonderful rose
Opening, and curling out
My body, my soul.
Origins
I don't do laundry.
I am not from Hawai'i.
I'm from Viet Nam.
Gothic Ruminations
In my spirit hole
A ghost, needing transport, rides
in a wheelbarrow.
Blog Authoress
- Tuyet
- San Diego, California, United States
- In Vietnamese, my name means "White Phoenix". It's not a car! It is a beautiful rising bird, re-born. Like the amazing phoenix, I am a bird. A bird on fire. The fire of life!!! I want to rise from the flames of the bad things that have "happened" in my life and not let the flames engulf me with their bad karma. I am going to become the woman I have always dreamed of becoming, like an oak tree, growing from an acorn! I am going to drift on this river of life, and not allow the droplets of other people's bad thoughts get me so wet. I want to dip my oar into the shallow waves of the people who support me, and use them to push off of as I take this journey of self-discovery! Like the innocent new fish that hatch beneath the waves, I am going to swim along and avoid the "big mouths" that surround me and try to take bites out of me. With the powerful name she gave me, my mother inspired me to rise above all the obstacles and to shine with my own inner light. As I enter middle age, I aim to do just that. I hope to share my journey here. I moved my blog here from my old site at "MySpace", hoping to attract more intelligent readers as I take this journey.
Thevetia peruviana (yellow apricot flower)
The yellow apricot flower is the symbol of Tet in south Viet Nam. It belongs to the family of hoang mai (meaning "yellow apricot" in Chinese), which is a forest plant.
9 comments:
HA! HA!
Many happy returns and compliments of the day Tuyet!!
That "ghost in a wheelbarrow" analogy is sheer genius! The product of a masterful mind. Why, if I was a woman, I would jiggle my titties in his face upon hearing that haiku!!
Good tidings to ya!!
Love, Chuck.
"Spirit Hole!" That is yet another product of unadulterated madness and genius at the same time! If I were a woman and the haiku writer were a man, I would immediately be the cattle and let him wield the cattleprod! But that's for another conversation!
Good tidings of comfort and joy to ya!
Love, Chuck.
Your origin haiku was great!!
I also like breakfast!!
Gizzle you sure is a pretty yellow lady. Death row 187 4 life. Care ta takes a rizzle wit me in mah pimpin vehicle . I thought i told ya, jizzay I'm a soldier. Its pretty close by...
...IN MY MUTHAFIZZLE PANTS!!!
Usually Ive taken a taste fo` white chocolate yo so i can get mah pimp on. But I think youve turned mah attention quite convincingly ta a shawty bit of lemonade!
BOO-muthafuckn-YA!
Once you be tast'n dizzle chocolate youll killa wanna go back! Like this n like that n like this n like tizzy n UH puttin tha smack down!
Rides in a wheelbarrow...
Ha, ha, ha....
My body is a pickup built to pack my balls and penis around in order to pick up chicks.
Have a great day, hugs.
San Diego
I went to boot camp there. Back then I was young and stupid, really.
But as I recall, it was a wonderful and beautiful town back then. So how are you liking your experience there now?
I never leave my condo, so I don't know much about San Diego. For all I know, I could be living in Connecticut!
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