“A Cold Night Through Time,” “A Feast on the Past and Present” and “To the Living and the Dead”

Poetry by Sik Siu Siu

“A Cold Night Through Time,” “A Feast on the Past and Present” and “To the Living and the Dead”

A Cold Night through Time

When I shiver with cold at night

I put on the socks of memories

boil a pot of yesterdays

promise my legs with

a blanket of tomorrows

to keep warm and covered

in the fleeting peace of todays.

A Feast on the Past and Present

Day and night

I feast on words of old and new

in the universe of the internet and

the cosmos of ancient books

I digest them in the attic of my mind

breaking them down and

converting them into

questions to ask

reasons to be

ways to live.

To the Living and the Dead

Your mind is a country

i want to travel to:

if you keep the border open

even just slightly

i will try to travel light

and lightly

and leave behind

my baggage

of judgment.

About the Author

Sik Siu Siu

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Sik Siu Siu lives and writes in Vancouver, British Columbia. He loves to travel and sit on a bus passing miles and miles of rice fields, grass, trees, rivers, mountains. His work has been featured in The Write Launch, Typishly, Turnpike Magazine, and Beyond Words Magazine.