Friday, June 27, 2008
On board.
The view was magnificent. Truly a sight worth savouring.
An Ode to Singapore: my home
Our city never sleeps
A riot of colours
Illuminate the darkness
Breathing life into corners
Could not contain the excitement
There was too much light
They come in various bands
Which fire up the imagination
On top of the world
Silence was the word of the moment
Savour the goodness
For it is fleeting and euphemeral
Never standing still
Always metamorphosising
Change is the buzzword
Not that I am complaining
Embrace we must
So that we can go forward
Progress we must
If we do not want to wilt
Proud am I
To call you home
For home is where the heart is
And this is where I belong
My city, my home.
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Comfort Food
House specialty: "Samsui Ginger Chicken"
Tender, succulent, fresh- with chicken skin that glistens; the dish taste as good as it looks!
The saucer of grinded ginger in the middle of the dish greatly complements the morsels of chicken. The lettuce serves as a 'wrap' in which chicken can be placed in, and eaten like a roll. Truly delectable and very comforting, indeed.
No wonder they always have me coming back for more...this is my second time to the Soup Restaurant this month.
Tender, succulent, fresh- with chicken skin that glistens; the dish taste as good as it looks!
The saucer of grinded ginger in the middle of the dish greatly complements the morsels of chicken. The lettuce serves as a 'wrap' in which chicken can be placed in, and eaten like a roll. Truly delectable and very comforting, indeed.
No wonder they always have me coming back for more...this is my second time to the Soup Restaurant this month.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Birds of a feather flock together
Where: Jurong Bird Park, Singapore
A riot of colours
Fleeting efferverscence
A mask of flora and fauna
Permeates the deep abscesses of my mind
Some sprinkling of dew
Refreshes the soul
Hardy bark provides respite
For aching heels
A colourful conversation
Children parroting nature's voices
Shrills awaken the senses
One that will be etched in memory
Eden on high
Bird's eye view
Green with envy
Rays shooting through the foilage
Ice and water over-runneth
Terns and Penguins cohabit
Sheer cold wind
Breaths of icy tingle
The sun on the western horizon
Transforms the sky an ashen tinge
Cool air rushes in
The revelry continues
Voices not contained at all
The laughter of the little ones
Jolts the soul
Brings out the kid in all
Good times, great memories
I love them all.
A riot of colours
Fleeting efferverscence
A mask of flora and fauna
Permeates the deep abscesses of my mind
Some sprinkling of dew
Refreshes the soul
Hardy bark provides respite
For aching heels
A colourful conversation
Children parroting nature's voices
Shrills awaken the senses
One that will be etched in memory
Eden on high
Bird's eye view
Green with envy
Rays shooting through the foilage
Ice and water over-runneth
Terns and Penguins cohabit
Sheer cold wind
Breaths of icy tingle
The sun on the western horizon
Transforms the sky an ashen tinge
Cool air rushes in
The revelry continues
Voices not contained at all
The laughter of the little ones
Jolts the soul
Brings out the kid in all
Good times, great memories
I love them all.