Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Poetry 2019 | Page 83

Heatbeat of the Sea
King George V School, Jain, Mudita - 13
Upon a mountain, hard to climb,
lay an ancient rock, as old as time.
With mother and father, earth and heaven,
came a stone egg, soon to leaven.
Nourished by the elements, if counted, five
wood, earth, water, metal and fire, to thrive.
With 72 transformations, Monkey grew,
dressed in armour, he flew.
Monkey set off, for scriptures so sacred,
to the land of India, where the words lay faded.
He continued his journey, foot after the other,
through the sun, through the rain, he battled any weather.
Then came Pigsy, who was satisfied with more,
rode on the clouds, half human and half boar.
With 36 transformations, no more and no less,
when near Monkey, he was often tempted to aggress.
Along with a monk, joined the journey, Sandy, who appeared like a demon,
once from the immortal world, he showed no signs to weaken.
Appears like a monster, because he broke a vase,
at no other location, but the Peach Banquet place!
Cracked under his feet, the autumn leaves,
brushed past the wind, on the winter’s eve.
Came out the long, pale clouds, that covered the blue sky,
everything in sight appeared not wet, but dry.
A loud roar startled the 4 men,
they took out their weapons, ready to defend.
They saw a metal bird-like structure, soaring in the sky,
shocked, they stood there, wondering where it was going and why.
The last leaves fell and swirled to the ground,
snow drifted and settled all around.
Every breath was visible in the misty air,
they passed by the trees, which looked so bare.
Then from the corner of Monkey’s eye,
he spots vivid colours, bursting in the sky.
Monkey turned to his companions, puzzled and confused,
but they just stared at it, bewildered and amused.
Night falls as they reach the peak,
they are amazed by the sight - unable to speak!
Shining are hundreds of lights,
why didn’t they see them on all the other nights?