On the wonder web of words,
I am wandering to ponder.

Where stocks the immaculate
to array my board of checker?

Where sprints the dancing river
to tune up my rhyme and meter?

Where strews the sun-dried firewoods
to blaze for my buddy camper?

O come all ye late surfers,
Come and be my good wine toaster.

Today is day of poetry,
Tonight for ev'ry star gazer.

(penned on the inaugural night of bbsland's poem forum, revised and translated the next morning)

奇异字网兮留连冥思
安得美言兮镶我文盘
河水劲舞兮调我韵律
干柴何所兮暖我营友
不寐同网兮共饮美酒
日出诗坛兮夜入瞻星