THIS SPRING HAS A BABY
Poetry: Nghi Lam
This spring I will have you
Closer to welcoming Tet peacefully
Peach blossom with apricot branches
Finishing a picture that makes anyone feel heartbroken.
I’m drunk with pink love
Nine years of burning incense and love
Saigon – Hanoi is close
No longer miss the lonely night,
Hey lady! How much love
Old town, old lake evokes nostalgia
Now we are far away from the blind
Still not forgetting the sweet autumn afternoons,
The rain is falling softly
Listen to the wind rustling the trees
I smile with red cheeks
Watching milk flowers bloom ecstatically
lovingly,…
Happy spring remember the sparkling time
Charming love mark recorded with you
The sky is still blue in the South
Welcome more of you to come more fresh,
Familiar streets, wide alleys
The streets also wish.. THIS SPRING HAS YOU!
(Saigon, January 14, 01.) New Year’s Eve
SPRING SWEET TASTE
Poetry: Tony Bui
Spring comes, the grass is smooth on the embankment
Young brood trembling ears numb the draft
Fragrant areca flowers at the beginning of the season
Mixed in the gentle breeze brings intoxication.
The garden is full of roses
Who is walking along the same line?
Peach buds in the rain
The delicate pink felt fluttered on the branches.
Spring rain drops drop by drop
For wet people, beautiful clothes with young pictures
The garden of apricots is open to the heart
Blow up the flame of love
I love you, I say a couple of things
My heart tells me I will love you forever
Lovingly sculpted words
Loving arms shining eyes and lips.
Warsaw
10/01/2020
SPRING TO HOME
Poetry Nguyen Thi Khanh Ha
The home garden is in full bloom
The faint fragrance is everywhere
Minh Chau is pure white
Peach flowers, chrysanthemums are smiling to welcome Spring
Hoa Moc looks shy
Hoa Mai stood there looking close and far
The sweet scent of pink spreads
Behold the bougainvillea wave to welcome me
Spring has come jubilantly
Hundreds of flowers blooming to celebrate Spring
I am now outside of my fifties
Have fun with your children and grandchildren to welcome Spring
Still firmly attached to the army
Still have wisdom to share with grandchildren
Mental clarity is still there
Still a support for grandchildren to rely on
Feel free to drop a few poems
Still happy, still healthy, dreaming and loving life
Still drunk, life is beautiful
Drunk all over the world when entering Spring.
10/1/2020
JANUARY LOST MEAL
Poetry by Phan Thu Ha
Peach cheeks call the wind of youth
The dew hangs on my eyelids for as long as January
The sky is blue, my eyes are like boats
Spend a little bit of a boat with people
Spring love smiles on the lips
Exciting season to say hello to bamboo
Chilling and shivering
Doo .., the sound of calling outside the river
The sun is shining and the cabbage is rising
There is a sister who crosses the river to worship the temple
My body is cursed
Missing since the January festival season
Spring is coming
Poetry by Truong Tuy Anh
Spring comes, the swallows fly
The golden sun weaves silk and drapes her shoulders
Bustling and bustling streets
The figure of a girl is gentle and graceful
Butterflies playing with flower petals
The sweet scent of spring love
My heart is nervous and sad
Welcome the new year jubilantly everywhere
Spring comes, flowers bloom
Filled with colors to make people bewildered
Spring is coming, reminiscent of poetry
When did the lover write to the dream
Spring is coming, feeling fluttery
Hiding in a small heart’s sweet love
Give me the beat of desire
Red blood is full of love
Spring has come and is full of incense
Stroking my pink cheeks
Spring comes Peaceful happiness
Prosperity and prosperity love life more.
8 / 1 / 2020.
FESTIVAL
Poetry: Tinh Tran
See you on Lim festival
The shirt is pretty but compliments the peach bib
“Climbing up the steep bar” see high
Which banks of Cau River are waiting for?
These are “ten to remember” hundred wishes
The heart was determined to be confident.
Then… I went to the party… alone
The old oath(*) ended the couple’s love
The strap of the hat has slipped off
Betel nut with phoenix wings…abandoned invitation…
The helpless person in the crowd
The one holding a tangled mess.
The rain sprinkled white dust in the sky
Don’t stop the tears of those who come later
Hold on, it’s better to hurt for once
What fun to stick together for a lifetime.
The guild is dissolved… the guild is already dissolved
Quietly look at “drift clouds drifting”… miss the village…
SPRING BACK…
Tran Loc Poetry
Peach Mai Lan Cuc showing off color
The city is flooded with spring colors
New Year’s Eve is so close
The scent of the sky is like a smooth spring rain
Young shoots stir gently
Waking up the swallows flying across the sky
Shoulders of loose hair
Li ti iridescent words of love.
Release the new spring spirit of the homeland
Listen to the passionate foot breath
Interference between heaven and earth
Happy New Year moments
Winter color slowly fades
The spring garden is excited in the sound of birds
Open your heart to the spiritual realm
Visiting the pagoda to enjoy the sparkling spring scene full of…
Hai Loc 01.2020
HO CHI MINH CITY
Poetry: Pham Tan Dan
The whole field of bright white flowers
Passing and leaving the king of lies
Afraid to straighten the curve
Eyes filled with tears by the side of the door looking
Pure and warm clouds in
Destiny secretly sent all my heart
long believe
Faded peaches wrapped in dew
Long tu chrysanthemum painting talent rhyme
The golden vermilion is like a hong kong door
Swallows spread their wings like waiting for the sun to rise
The garden of rose and white house next door
Spring is fragrant and sweet.
Spring is coming
Poetry by Pham Thi Hong Thu
Spring is on anyone’s eyes
Glitter and lucid dreaming
Heaven and earth aflame with poetry
The pale spring girl lazily greets winter
Is the spring rain expensive?
Swallows are so beautiful that they are foolish with life
All the flowers are colorful and fresh
Thousands of incense beckoned the wind to bring
Whose lips are so hot
Cherish everything without being satisfied
Spring is eagerly awaited…
8/1/2020
SPRING SPRING ME AND MYSELF
Poetry: Hoang Oc
In the spring, I spread the scent of dreams
Love comes back in the hair of a shore of love
Lips like a king
The remaining pink fade is strange, my dear
On the shores of spring we run out of words
Sleeping on the beach in the corner of the dreamy sky
A thousand insects have not faded away yet
Let’s wrap our hearts together
Spring lifts dew drops
The season of love leaves a lasting mark on life
The flame of love is counted
Halfway through you a river in life.
SHORT LIFE
Poetry: Dinh Khai
Cold but cold to the bone
It’s cold in the house, it’s colder outside
The street was wet in the morning
The fog spreads with the wind blowing the tree tops
Love you hard day and night
Life is full of pregnancy, still going…
WHITE SPRING GARDEN Shirt
Nguyen Duc’s Poetry
My shirt is white in the spring garden.
Walk every step of the way with love.
To school in the morning light,
Bring your desire to reach far.
Pure and in the shape of a flower,
White as my student’s paper.
The soul is more white,
Faith and hope shine brightly.
The school drum urges every moment,
Spring 20 comes to invite innocent.
Dear Master, majestic figure,
Thuong Co’s thin body tilts the page.
Perpetually on the long road,
Handing over the words diligently rhyming.
The boatman master anchors the anchor,
Carrying historical scriptures along the side of the boat.
Spring comes, more age, study hard,
I wear a new shirt in the middle of the dreamland.
The river waits for paint,
Join hands to build Vietnam’s infrastructure.
March 14, 01.
HAPPY DAY 95
Poetry by Pham Hong Soi
(To my beloved father who turns 95 years old)
This spring, my father is ninety-five years old
The joy they committed hundreds of years of waiting
At that age, many people dreamed
The whole village of Thuan Hau now has a father
Tall tree in our village
In the early afternoon, my father still earnestly visits the field
Father, children are warm
Old age but still leisurely on the village road
Neatly walking feet
Work hard to be more resilient
Hundred years old promise tomorrow
Descendants continue to extend their dreams
Gratitude through poems
Dear father and mother, day by day
The Rat soup is full of longevity
Children from north and south reunite with their father
Happy day full of flowers
With respect, I wish you well!
9.01.2020
BANG KANG SPRING
Poetry: Nguyen Thi Hong Hanh
Mourning heaven and earth in spring
Young buds and buds look forward to seeing.
Glitter every drop of pink sunshine
Dusty rain scattered in the yard.
The bird sings in mourning
The sweet breeze is blowing in the wind.
The mist is as dreamy as drunk
Fluffy white clouds swaying in the afternoon.
Falling in love with a graceful figure
The spring moon floats on the sky.
Thousands of sparkling stars play with
The spring night is vibrant everywhere.
Carrying water goes on forever
Let the boat wait eagerly.
Down the river keeps lazily
The two sides of the river kept watching in awe.
Spring mourning calls the voice of the heart
Still waiting for the person in the golden dream.
Surprised by springtime
Welcoming warm welcome spring.
11/1/2020
Lost in Tam Coc
Poetry: Nguyen Ruyen
Clouds fly over the world
Suddenly froze in shock: strange
It’s like a fairy tale in this place
Penglai is also located here
Yes yes this is in Trang An
It is the area of Tam Coc in the golden season, dear
Outside there is a cave with a pagoda
Buddha’s name Bich Dong is green in four seasons
Not far away there is Thung Nham
The bird garden gathers and flies in surprise
God gave this place to Earth
An area of enjoyment filled with herbs
Mountains overlap to build citadel
Three legendary green historical caves handed down
Tam Coc is a real fairy scene
In the season of ripe rice, jade fields flower
Shiny shining gold
The Ngo Dong River carries danger in the afternoon
The boat is full of love
Floating tourists adventure love waves
Invite clouds to show off their pictures
Looking at the mirror of the sparkling water bottom
Clouds that let’s stop floating
Lost in Tam Coc for a happy life
Today stay in Ninh Binh
Tomorrow we go on a journey again…
WE SHOULD HAVE TET TET
Poetry: Dinh Thi Hien
Let’s go Tet shopping together!
Bustling streets, full of spring colors
The one who smiles, the one who speaks thoughtfully
Buyers and sellers, all are happy
This place has beautiful flowers to open
Over there, ripe fruit, also invite buyers
“Is your sister’s house there or not?
Buy one get one free, to please each other”
Here are areca leaves, there are betel leaves
“I invite you to invite me to buy a round of charm”
Over there is a mother taking me
“Here are beautiful clothes, what do you like?
Let mom enjoy Tet always
Next year, if you do well in school, your mother will reward you more.”
Shops of cakes, jams and sweets floating around
Lamented that on New Year’s Day, wholesale is slow
And the butcher laughed
Feel free to raise prices, criticize the poor
At the end of the road, the sound of cheers
Guaranteed wedding, singing “I follow you back…”
Tet is coming bustling and fun
Buy enough Tet, Tet is not happy
Will we have fun shopping together?…
Saigon January 13, 01
SPRING TO WOMEN
Trinh Thanh Hang’s poetry
Swallowing up and down the sky
Busy spring day invites humanity
Spreading wide wings lined up
Listen to the sound of singing in the sky
Flickering the wind let loose
Swinging all things to invite thousands of flowers
Nestled in the howling foliage
Shrouded in shame, we seek prey
Bangle of bees and butterflies
Wow, I show off my beauty and invite her to spring
Peach plum is shy and timid
Pouring out the sweet honey of the bee wings
Coincidental waves of the Red River
The wind blows and pushes the boat to row
Tilt the clear water wharf
Drop anchor in the wharf upside down who’s eyes
Drilling and picking up short and long
The song that pushes someone’s life to the shore
Spring day releases dreams
From the domain of vague memories here
The wind whispers to the rain
Gently subtly filled with spring
On the other hand, someone hesitates
The world is vibrant, spring has come
SPRING COUNTRY
Poetry: Nguyen Minh Triet
Come back to your hometown in spring
A bright moonlit night on the lake surface
The river is still flowing
Small house on the green bamboo bank
Remember the time of fifteen
Randomly running to school
The afternoon sun falls on the ocean
The sea lulls the waves and the love story
I came back to find the shadow
Once away we were together
Visit the old house of the vegetable garden
The other gate is closed, the grass is overgrown
Sometimes sleep is hazy
My sister is forever far away
The fresh scent of home
Spring is still in my mind… as if.
LEAD MYSELF
Poetry: Self Han
Yes, it’s already frozen
Mai shows off her new pink shirt to welcome spring
Rolling through the sad months
A year of wild rain pouring shoe prints
Yes, spring is here
Don’t hesitate any longer, lose your heart in spring
Stacked in the drawer of sadness
Forgive, let go of the scent of spring.
SELF-WELDING 2019
SPRING COLOR
Poetry: Nguyen Hong Linh
Hoa Mi chirping loudly
Golden apricot before spring to welcome you
Fresh pink peach branches
Thuy Tien is fragrant with sweet love
Yellow chrysanthemums bloom on the porch
Into the sweet morning sun, soft eyes and lips
Oh spring! Spring has come to restore
Happy Coins peaceful couple
Thin and seductive Tuong Vi
Deep Gratitude for a love relationship
Cat Tuong like to radiate fragrance
Gently, lovingly, the king of spring is warm
Spring breeze blooms pink buds
Hai Duong rich and precious wishes to reunite
Lan Ho Diep is passionate
Spring comes, full of blessings and riches
Happy Lunar New Year of the Rat
Happy home filled with happiness.
Stuttgart, January 06, 01
Six bowls to greet spring – Phan Huy Hung
SPRING RAIN
Poetry by Phan Huy Hung
The rain caress the leaves of flowers
Rain, don’t touch my pearls
If it rains… then stand outside on the porch
Don’t rain
open the door
roll the curtain
Spring movement!
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SPRING FACE
Clouds close to the top this morning
The sharp star wind blew into my ears
Exhale all white smoke
Hello, whose lips are bruised
What’s so cold, so cold
Freshly poured fragrant tea
mid-season evaporation…
Only Spring’s eyes dream
You give me unexpected warmth..?
ISLAND SOLDIER
Duy Hanh Tran’s Poetry
Immense sky and water … immense
The sun is shining bright pink
How many generations of glorious country
Legendary golden historical hero
Spring comes, white clouds in blue
The sea, the sky and the islands are kept by you
Engraved soldier figure
Proudly proud and confident in people’s hearts
New Year of the Rat is beautiful and fresh
Peace, stability, bright future
The sun is shining in the morning
Spring presents to send a few poems
Loyal soldiers under the flag
Loyal lover is still waiting for you
Preserve the country and the blue sky
Sovereignty of the sea and islands is a long-lasting one.
SEND ME FIRE FIRE
Poetry: Nguyen Cuong
Split the Southern sunshine
Sent to the North as a gift for you
In this, he is always thirsty
Peach color is intoxicated with a kiss
Unique Tet yellow apricot
To you – my whole soul.
