Richard Nguyen

Dallas, Texas, USA

I am an International Financier with over twenty years of study and research on the subject. I am also fascinated with Investments in commodities and I am planning to go into this business as soon as I master the subject.I have started writing poems about one month before coming across with your Ad in The Dallas Morning News, Poetry Contest $48,000.00 in Prizes in 1996. In fact, the first poem I sent in to The National Library of Poetry, "A Memorable Kiss" is my very first poem.I am a freelance writer. I wrote two books, one fiction, "Journeys to Heaven" and the non-fiction, "The International $200,000,000.00 Scam for Nigeria," but I have not been able to find time to publish neither one of them. The non-fiction book was accepted for publication by quite a large Publisher in London, but I did not agree with the royalty it was offering to me.I have recently completed a manuscript of about 60 poems and I am still writing at the rate of one poem a week to add on for publication by mid 1997.My poems clearly reflect my philosophy of life, my thirst for romance due to my marriage and the kind attention that both innocent and married women have been bestowing on me. On the other hand, I have been trying my best to adhere to my philosophy "One man, one wife" and this why I hope that my readers can find in many of my poems my constant struggle against adultery, both in thought and action.I am more than glad to answer any written questions from any readers about my work and life.

A Friend's Broken Heart

My heart broken friend told me that the day you were gone,
The sun was hiding behind the cloud all day long,
Too sorrow for his miserable love to turn on its floodlight
And let the rain mourning the whole sky.
At night, the moon refused to show its beauties,
And seemingly, all life ceased to be.
When you were gone, everything was gone,
And he wished that he had never been born.
He ran into many lovely girls eventually,
Some of them did love him truly,
But his heart could not respond the way he had felt for you
As he is still in deep love with you and will ever be.
He tried to believe that time would come to his rescue,
But even after over a year of sorrows and cries,
And our picture smeared with his fears nights after nights,
His heart could never leave yours no matter how hard he had tried.
Then, a really nice girl who had a heavy crush on him came by,
But he told me, on his sick bed, before he died
That, when he tried to kiss her for the first time,
He felt like kissing you as his heart had no more place but your own image.

A Nightmare

A year ago, when we celebrated our fifteenth marriage anniversay,
Some of our closest neighbors were invited to the party,
The couple that lived next door brought their daughter with them.
She was only sixteen but looked much maturer, about twenty.
She was gorgeous in every way one looked at her, in front or profile
Unfortunately to me, very much like my wife,
Fifteen years ago when I married her,
With the same innocence in body languages, laughs, smiles.....
Early next morning, my wife had to leave for a long business trip out of country.
Following up the news about the country of my wife's destination everyday.
I learned that a national strike was growing out of a small local company,
And that very night, my wife called me about the bad news.
Two nights later, I had a nightmare that has become a trauma for life.
My wife returned home at midnight without turning on the light,
Surprising me in her blue provocative night gown of our honeymoon night
Serpenting onto my body like our old days burning every inch of it alive..
As all hell broke loose with so many whoopies throughout the night
That when I wake up, the sun was quite high in the crystal clear blue sky,
And my young neighbor was standing behind her window in the same nightgown,
Blowing loving kisses and smiling, perhaps, hoping that my day would be like the sunshine!

Obsession With a Smile

Two years ago, in a deserted park out of town at night,
A young woman and I were caught by a winter rain storm by surprise.
The water quickly soaked and dripped down on the lighty dressed lady,
Sculpturing her into a Venus statue.
The weather was icy biting cold and the wind was not at all kind,
Piercing my three layers of clothes biting me deep into the spine.
Shaking like a fall leaf in agony, the lady was wavering at me for rescue,
As I rushed to her, she collapsed on me.
After a long mouth rescucitation, I saved her,
But her smile of appreciation drove me completely out of my mind.
The next day, early in the morning, my house, she came by
To return my coat with a beautifully browned apple pie.
The apple pie eventually became the apple of Adam and Eve,
One slice, spiced with her smile, drove me more than crazy....
As her marriage fell apart, she moved in with me.
Our love, though limited to kisses, was growing stronger and stronger....
Fortunately her husband came to my rescue,
He begged me to ask his wife to come back to his family.
I gladly obliged and she smiled, accepting my plea.
Everyone was finally happy but me when her smile was still smoldering in my heart.