Surprise from the United Kingdom and Canada

My poems have given me so many surprises every year I have been posting them on the net. This year, a Canadian designer took a line from my Memoir of a Geisha for the earrings she designed and sold on the internet. Someone also posted the poem on Marie Osmond Fan Site and along with it real beautiful paintings of Geisha at their best.
And I was also most surprised when two community sites in the United Kingdom took to promote my poems to the public there. Thank God, this would help the sales of my poetry collections when I eventually publish my books there. This community site in Scotland published one of my favourite autumn haiku poems depth of autumn/a few leaves on the tree/dancing on its poetry page:
Renfrewshire Community Website - Poetry
(John Tiong Chunghoo). A selection of poetry websites. BBC poetry page · Poem Hunter · Poetry Archive · Poetry Library · Poetry Society · Poets' Graves .
Sometime ago in July the Somerton Community Website (United Kingdom) also recommended its poetry society members to study one of my poems about the eerie world: ww.somerton.co.uk/page/thursday_17th_july The poem to study is "Of things Eerie" by john tiong Chunghoo. ... Issues, Courtyard Music with Gregory Wells King, Organ Recital by John Bodiley.

Of things Eerie, the Poem
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Of the unfrequented storeroom
Opposite the unlit kitchen you
Inevitably face while making
Your last drink for the night
Two unseen eyes staring at you
From the room that seems to
Have become the hideaway
For cantankerous spirits

Of the uneasy silence at early
Dawn in a forlorn lane near
An accident Spot which had
claimed a life, his soul crying
out for aids to fulfil his dreams

Of the minutes in a quiet
Moonlit night when the bus
Had stopped right in the
Shadows and gate of a vacant
House you know is haunted

Of the disturbed sleep in a
Small hotel where your bed
Faced a bathroom which
Seemed to harbour someone
Constantly watching over you

Of the swing in a lonely park
That moves and creaks in the
hairaising chill of a cold night

Memoir of a Geisha a poem
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between tokyo skyscrapers
her brilliant white powdered face dazzles
fancy of a thousand samurais
charming dainty seductive
unobstrusive sakura
first snow in summer
all year spring song

between the clinks of sake
heartstirring samisen driven ditties
she cheers up globe trotting
samurais now armed only with wads
of yen for ammunition

geisha a fragrant night bloom
opens tokyo to its riveting and
colourful past
her acuity is sharp as
a samurai sword
mellifluous vocals and
and dance gaits graceful
as spring swans

she softens the staunchest
of hearts warms, lightens up
their winter years
converting jaded souls
to a new morrow

her poems, haikus, tankas and
ancient tales put back the
lost souls into the modern samurais
in suits and ties

between jokes and heartfelt praises
her fame grows
between their laughters, joy
she rests her years

geisha.......geisha...her dainty steps
echo in the hearts of modern folks
her knowledge of old and new japan
should scales the sky

The Japanese kanji for “geisha” translate to artisan, apropos for the exquisitely costumed women who historically performed, sang, and danced for their male clients in 17th-century Japan. Today, Kyoto’s Gion district is one place where you might catch a glimpse of geisha apprentices, called maiko, as they wander narrow streets lined with craft shops, traditional inns, and temples. john tiong chunghoo

Comments about this poem (Memoir of a Geisha by john tiong chunghoo)
Sayuri Nitta (8/15/2008 6:05:00 AM) this is a wonderful way to describe a geisha. you can proberly tell i am a fan of the book, and film from my name. sayuri nitta, its not my real name, its the geisha name from memoirs of a geisha.
Ana Monnar (7/30/2007 8:52:00 AM) John, this is a beautiful poem. Thank you very much for sharing. I enjoyed it very much. The words are soooooooooo rich.
Raynette Eitel (11/21/2005 8:19:00 AM) This is lovely, John. The image of the tiny geisha with dainty feet juxtaposed with the skyscrapers of Tokyo is memorable. Good poem. Raynette
Max Reif (11/21/2005 7:40:00 AM) I know very little about Japanese traditions, but this is quite beautiful.