MALAYSIAN HAIKU/SENRYU ECHOES 444: CORRUPTED CORRIDORS

MALAYSIAN HAIKU/SENRYU ECHOES 444: CORRUPTED CORRIDORS

cautious corridor

awry of open access

friend or fiend to cross

Note:

There is poetry everywhere and poets see in images. We learn from what we have observed in a different light.

The English language is often an amusing one and can be confusing for the beginner. Fiend is short of an “r”, when tongues cannot roll in talks, wary only if they run like a politician.

In the corridors of power, with free open access to all, we need to be wary and awry of excessive access. Sure, a lot of choices and options, but how good and effective are those choice. We have people who access via lifts, elevator, rotating doors, back door and even in back stab. Good to be cautious especially in a pandemic. We do not know the person we encounter wears his/her masks, and what viruses hide behind that mask. We need distance, but the physical and the social is often confusing, despite the many forwarded mails one may have read. One could be obsessive in their washing and still got infected. The infected cases are still in four figures, and the death rate rise to three figures, despite the full movement control. Our hope falls on herd immunity, with our slow vaccination processes. Yes, the word is “fall”, and that is English. Even the word cross is open to interpretation.

MALAYSIAN HAIKU/SENRYU ECHOES 443: BARBED WIRE

MALAYSIAN HAIKU/SENRYU ECHOES 443: BARBED WIRE

through barbed wire view

verdant serpentine skyline

closed isolation

Note:

I was asked on which side of the fence I had my walk, whether inside or outside. I replied, could you see the barbed wire on my side, and bet you failed to see your fence on the outside. Anyway no one can sit on the fence these days, whatever your size. You might cry unfair, but whoever said the world was ever fair, in whose gospel.

MALAYSIAN HAIKU/SENRYU ECHOES 442: RATTLED BY RIPPLES

MALAYSIAN HAIKU/SENRYU ECHOES 442: RATTLED BY RIPPLES

ripples in water

swirl and swell into nothing

shimmer on surface

Note:

In vision 2020, we were so inspired by the ripple effect of our industry and development. Of course, that vision failed to “flame out”. It is seared and smeared with corruptions and incompetent governance. There are always two sides of the same view. Hind sight is of course smarter than foresight. The ominous cloud, in a pandemic skyline, foretell the weather ahead better, for poets feel the pulse of the nation better than politicians who are better adept in politics of power and money.

MALAYSIAN HAIKU/SENRYU ECHOES 441: BASH AND BOOST

MALAYSIAN HAIKU/SENRYU ECHOES 441: BASH AND BOOST

a bright sunny day

drizzle dribble in blue sky

drop dry as they fall

melancholy mood

sun skirts under cloud clusters

defile by the change

grey brains bash and boost

hedge against age horizon

nano, not nanny

MALAYSIAN HAIKU/SENRYU: ECHOES 440: UNFURLING

MALAYSIAN HAIKU/SENRYU: ECHOES 440: UNFURLING

flexile foliage
stalks grow with twisting fern stems
branch out to the world

© Dr Lim Keng Huat 2021

This haiku is part of our Unfurling series…

Note:

I am so happy and grateful that my haiku is selected by PURE HAIKU for publication. I am one among the 35 out of 55 hakuists selected, out of a total of 221 haiku contributed. I contributed five altogether.

The inspiring picture was painted by Eliza Ang. A big thank you to her and to Freye Pickard, of PURE HAIKU. I share the joy of reading other haiku writers.

Despite the complete lockdown, I walk and exercise for an hour every morning, and send my greeting and blessing to family and friends. Of course, the SOP is adhered.

in my aloneness

reconnect with you peaceful

hour under sun shine

MALAYSIAN HAIKU/SENRYU ECHOES 439: FAKE FREEDOM

MALAYSIAN HAIKU/SENRYU ECHOES 439: FAKE FREEDOM

lockup in lockdown

fail to keep frail souls lockin

free to kick bucket

Lockdown e Lockup ;) লকডাউন লকআপ ;) #BanglaComedy #Lockdown #DalgonaCoffee  #banglashortflim - YouTube

NOTE:

Today is the first day of a repeat Full Lockdown for another two weeks. Our infected numbers have risen to almost 10,000, with a death rate of slightly more than 1%. On the eve of current lockdown, huge crowds are found in supermarket malls in panic buying, unaware or unconcerned about physical distance. Many even brought their young children along. Even in vaccination or registration centers, the crowd were as thick as fog. During the pandemic, people are too free, and have time to circulate and forward many fakes or scams around as gospel truth.

On the positive side, my partner and I have been vaccinated. She felt slight sore on the injected arm; I felt as if I had not been injected.

On the funny side, we found hanging banners and hoardings,in Manglish (Malaysian English) displayed everywhere, in elections or on erected poles.

Except the last photo, all the pictures are copied and pasted from the web with appreciation to their owners.

MALAYSIAN HAIKU/SENRYU ECHOES 438: HUMAN HACKS

MALAYSIAN HAIKU/SENRYU ECHOES 438: HUMAN HACKS

masking behind masks

plagued by pandemic panic

secluded seniors

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Image result for Hiding Pain Behind a Mask

handle human hacks

non virtue virtual dread

perplexed by passwords

Image result for human hacks

rising numbers numb

vain variant and airborne                                        

chaotic connect

Note:

Masking and masking behaviour are part of our living, from food, appearance and emotion. Behind the masks is not just a human face, but also a human being. Stay home to stay safe may not be always true, for the social aspect of being human is wiped off by the physical distance. One may wear masks, double or triple to keep away from covid-19 virus, but the psychological and psychiatric pathology in pandemic are often ignored. There are more economic concern than familial and educational deprivation and abuses. The panic and angst affect all, and the isolated seniors suffer the worst, especially the poor. The risks and benefits in circumstances are true consideration and concern.

The internet has brought progress to us, but not without cost. There are more faked news and scams, and are never easy to tell the real from the fake, for they are well mixed to confuse us. Modern paperless banking, and the paying of bills, are fast and easy for young geeks, but not without problems for seniors, including myself. There are simply too many passwords to remember at this delicate age. The safeguards and security features made things worse. The social media maybe a blessing, but also a curse. A lot of our personal data are surrendered to them without our awareness.

I received a rare non corrupted copy of data from our ex PM. It was forwarded by friends. The rising figures on morbidity and mortality in the world and in Malaysia frightened all of us. Yet we adjust or react very differently from our reading.

In one of my morning walk, I met a friend who wish to socialize, a human need. I wore my mask and kept at a distance, but uncertain what distance would be really safe for all. He took out his mask from his pocket and hold it in his hands, talking about new variants, air borne and figures. Perhaps he was too eager to share what he had read. There are simply too many “neuro” divergent tribes among us, and at this age with few friends around, I spent only a few minutes with him, knowing we have to protect one another to survive in this long pandemic.

The world is ONE in a pandemic plague. We are connected in common in this chaos. We are chosen by God of your choice or by your governing system, and each has our on story to tell and is meaningful to you, in your own identification.

All the pictures are copied and pasted from the web, with appreciation to their owners.

MALAYSIAN HAIKU/SENRYU ECHOES 437: BURDENED CLOUDS

MALAYSIAN HAIKU/SENRYU ECHOES 437: BURDENED CLOUD

ominous skyline

mist, fog and smog hide the sun

a gloomy morning

the weight of burden

unbearable, shed and cleanse

peoples` pollutants

Notes:

There is poetry and hope everywhere, even when the sky is gloomy and all appears doom.

Due to impending rain yesterday morning, I was walking alone in the common area. The ominous cloud did not detered my regular exercises. Nature has taught us how we gather so much dust and burden, and become awful. The burden is ominous. The ego does the same to us. Look at the once powerful American and Western powers, they are burdened with arrogance, and cannot learn lessons and learn about the harm of self conceit. The same for some Asian powers who indulge in magical powers or thinking.

Do not be depressed by the gloom and doom. Once the burden is shed, and the ego has decluttered it’s fear, the power of rain or storm cleanses. The pandemic is teaching us how to balance risks and benefits, survival skills in chaos, humility and adaptability in a fast changing world. The freedom of choice is looking beyond, not holding on to old ideas and belief. Nature is evolving all the time. The covid -19 virus mutates faster than our mindsets.

A bright sunny morning to bless the day, even though my state is under complete lockdown today. It’s great we had our first vaccinated dose last week. And even after the second dose, there are no perfect safety. The new virus strain is another tornado. Do our best in SOP, and the rest is destiny, but never bow to fatalism.

MALAYSIAN HAIKU/SENRYU ECHOES 436: SHARED MADNESS

MALAYSIAN HAIKU/SENRYU ECHOES 436: SHARED MADNESS

breathing out and in

paces step in rhythm with sound

of cascading flow

free running water

rays from rising morning sun

shines hope to the world

peace prevails within

inner sanity to face

fear, and shared madness

Note:

The pandemic infected cases soar higher and higher, and death rate increases to about 1 %., from 0.03%. Without lockdown, the government is running out of tricks, for the ICU beds are overcrowded. We each learn our survival skill.

I still venture out in the common areas of my condominium in the early morning , doing deep and regular breathing, walking, stretching exercises for an hour, plus some sunshine. Of course I am alone most of the time, occasionally one or two people may be seen. We wave, keeping far distance.

Breathing out carbon dioxide from the lungs, the exhalation always follow the inhalation. I do this about ten times. Then my regular pace walk, with the breathing, listening to the sound of cascading water; if needed a mantra with each breathe. I rest in between walks to do some stretching exercises. Without a healthy body, the mind will not be wholesome. I also sleep well and eat well.

MALAYSIAN HAIKU/SENRYU ECHOES 435: BREATHING AND THINKING

MALAYSIAN HAIKU/SENRYU ECHOES 435: BREATHING AND THINKING

silent without tank

breathe in fresh air from the trees

in the morning sun

joy of aloneness

ricket free rays radiate

with healing power

vaccine mafia

mad, plunder in pandemic

for selfish profit

Scotland's papers: EU 'vaccine war' and 'no justice' for hotel deaths - BBC  News

Note:

I took the first picture in my morning walk. And sent it together with the first three lines of my haiku as a morning greeting. A friend tickled whether I was in a war zone with tanks. He associated the word with military tanks, in a habitual way of thinking, but missed out the word “silent”. The word is often not the thing, for the minds go in divergent ways. In the morning sunlight, oxygen releases are often at its peak among trees, in the process of photosynthesis. In a way, the images revoke war zone or peaceful co-existence.

With movement restrictions in pandemic, many will miss the simplicity of living, such as breathing and exercising in a park. We take life and nature for granted too often.

During the MCO in pandemic, many avoid going for walks. But there are hardly anyone for me to keep distances, or even to wear masks, except enter or exit from lifts and doors; there is the fear of touching, a defilement or contamination of sorts. I carried my small bottle of sanitizer with me. It was a joy to breathe in and out, listen to the bubbling sound of cascading water, and chased thoughts away until my return to civilization.

It is a mad world indeed to switch on news of the latest covid-19 pandemic news. Trade rights against human rights do not run parallel to businesses and politicians. No wonder our neurons are in convolutions, and supremacists are more entangled. Even talks about profits, there are short selfishness but no long terms human interest. When people recovered and and able to return to work, they would have more money to spend, and trade and commerce would start again. Most cannot meet the moment of crisis. Don’t they?

The other pictures are all copied and pasted from the web with appreciation to their owners.