Emotion

The last time you cried, what was it about?
The loss of a loved one or even self-doubt?
Did you give yourself all the time needed to feel
Every emotion that made the pain real?
If you can say “yes”
Then take what you’ve learned;
Put it up to the test
And keep what you’ve earned.

by Garret Woo

5/5/2019

Writing Patterns

There seems no specific time for when I decide to write; I’ve been compelled early in the morning, during the midday and late in the evening. I feel creative during times of introspection while away from work. I write in private, either to the sound of cars outside or the low volume of music.

Perhaps practical and brief, my writing style may also be predictable. My poetry, for example, has a more serious tonality where I enjoy using rhyming metaphors that convey ideas succinctly, deeply and uniquely.

Military themes, time and personal conflict seem to be topics of tendency. The connections I am able to create between them and readers’ emotions directly correlates to my ever changing ability as a writer.

Although my actual notebooks and pens will always have their place, I find the greatest ease in using Google Docs on the computer. Two other indispensable tools are an online dictionary and thesaurus. The computer’s ease of accessibility is far more suitable for a forgetful mind with fleeting thoughts.

by Garret Woo

1/11/2019

Liberation

Liberation, free at last,
My chains have ceased to be.
Born again through eyes renewed as if I’d found the key.
Eight O’clock, the hand hits four
To cue a different time.
The past has past and present is,
While the future precedes the line.
Come what may as the seasons change
And give to me a Love.
To see, to hold, to be as one
Until we rise above.

by Garret Woo

c. 2004

Words to Live By

I. Losing something reveals its worth to you.
-Don’t take things for granted.

II. The unspoken word cannot be twisted.
-Think before you speak; you no longer own the words that leave your mouth.

III. You have control over how you react to uncontrollable situations.
-Although much easier said than done, you can choose how an insult affects you.

IV. You only have control over the present.
-You cannot act five minutes ago and five minutes from now you might not be able to act. You can, however, act right now.

V. Whatever the situation, it could be worse.
-If all you can do is blink your eyes, imagine only being able to blink one.

VI. Perfection stands in the way of progress.
-The potter cannot spin a masterpiece with clean hands.

VII. Time does not discriminate what it changes.
-You will age and die like everything before you.

VIII. So much can be lost in such little time.
-Cherish all that brings you happiness; it can be taken away from you suddenly.

IX. Money is not happiness
-Happiness is a relative state of inner contentedness which cannot be bought with money or achieved with drugs.

X. As good exists so too does evil.
-As there are storms so there is calm.

XI. The vastness of the universe provides perspective.
-Consider the size of the earth in the solar system, then the galaxy that holds it, and further, the universe that it is a collection of.

XII. Humility is nobler than pride.
-It is easier to call out a fault than to learn from it.

XIII. Desire is the is the seed of conflict.
-The farther you remove yourself from desire the farther your move from conflict.

XIV. In the end, you will have forgotten much; in the end, much will have forgotten you.
-Live life excitingly and don’t dwell on things you cannot change, like the past.

by Garret Woo

2018-2019

Smile

The courage to speak I sought to find
As your words danced throughout my mind.
On the corner, standing there,
We met suddenly in the thoroughfare.
With you, the march of time grew still
Like sunset upon the window sill.
Held breathless by your magic smile,
I stood there speechless for a while.
Then time took you away from me;
Again your smile I’d never see.
Your memory is all I need
If only it be bittersweet.

by Garret Woo

1/4/2019

Golden Lion

The golden lion’s poise is regal to behold;
With tremendous body swaying, decisive and bold.
The rays of the sun respect him and shine upon him well,
As if to pay him tribute for reflections of themselves.
His place is known by all who’ve seen his light,
Either through mutual agreement or torn by vicious bite.

The sun will outlast the lion regardless,
It cannot preserve his gold.
It is time alone that will tame this lion
By making him grow old.

by Garret Woo

12/31/2018

Youth

Less tightly held in youth does life concede
To the clock, its worth, inevitably.
The value of life begins unfounded
But soon, with age, its cost is counted.
As grapes upon the vine be ripened,
Their tender force, in time, is siphoned.
Now held precious by cautious grip,
Memories, as the mind does slip.

by Garret Woo

1/5/2019

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