LETs CHERITA - the cherita

LET’S CHERITA again

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ai li
editor of the cherita

LET’S CHERITA

Let’s Cherita
and here’s how to . . .

It’s springtime in London
and I’m celebrating the longer days
with words that have become cherita

i love

the breath
of flowers

when they open
when their world
is new

ai li
from keepsake

a tap on the window

disturbing my reverie
i was nine again

my aura
being kissed
by butterflies

ai li
from i’m going home

fairy ring

i wait
until dusk

to become
a child
again

ai li
from nothingness

Make ink dance

the butterfly
on my windowsill

that did not go home

wind comes
and takes
its spirit home

ai li
from a dark sea

in a room

rented
without language

skintalk
then the moon
came

ai li
from nothingness

my inner scars

let
there be
dragons

to burn
them off

ai li
from nothingness

Find the magic in your Everyday

a little

night music
opening

my window
a little wider
for stardust

ai li
from say autumn

black hair

finding
its way

into
my poems
chinese byroads

ai li
from the promise of rain

in the backwoods

i sleep nude
and the owl

telling anyone
who can
hear him

ai li
from i remember a night

Remember the wonderment when you were a child
your first firefly
and shooting star . . .

apres dusk

after food
is consumed

my garden bench
giving me
venus

ai li
from stolen nights

burning eucalyptus

for the scent
and

the sound
of oil leaving
the leaves

ai li
from i hear the night

not a sound

on
my rooftop

a snowflake
landing
on my tongue

ai li
from how soft the light

Tell your stories of Life . . .

the gift of song

evening rooftop
dino’s that’s amore

for two pigeons
rubbing feathers
to stay warm

ai li
from finding the magic

when i hear

the accordion
i see my mother

leaning
on the back door
of her dreams

ai li
from night rain

laying chopsticks

out
for the dead

no one
should be hungry
in our family

ai li
from paper flowers

. . . and those of Love

the night

getting
into bed

with me
it must be
lonely too

ai li
from we cannot go back

scented envelope

to open or
not to open

a garden remembered
the summerhouse
a butterfly strayed into

ai li
from keepsake

ghost confetti

i’m sweeping
them up

before i wake
my yellowing
wedding dress

ai li
from dream merchant

. . . and also those of Loss

hanging

the last lantern
on a low branch

it’s late summer
and i won’t be here
next year

ai li
from night rain

in the hand coloured
wedding photograph

mother’s
bridal bouquet
is

the third ghost

ai li
from finding the magic

this country lane

with the evening smoke
of homes

i pause and remember
a garden gate
you closed

ai li
from keepsake

. . . and how can we leave out Renewal

air vent

i hear
the man

in the room
next door
being male

ai li
from i remember a night

fragrance
at the end

the healing
magic
of

an empty room

ai li
from the promise of rain

waking up in the far east

where i was born
the light of generations

before me
coming down
like prayer

ai li
from night rain

. . . and last but not least, be the best storyteller you can be with cherita :

the candle

blown out
before bedtime

i take smoke
up
to bed

ai li
from the morning songs

in the deep forest

of childhood
a witch’s brew

that cured all ills
i’m looking for her
in old age

ai li
from nothingness

time for

the storyteller
to leave

the tea drunk
the room
now scented

ai li
from finding the magic