Without defending my poem - since it has nothing to do with Thais in general but the Red shirts and Yingluck. Here is a published 2008 poem.

The Hole in One

Dreams are the footsteps that waken the mind

As the Heart falls asleep

How is it that all is made clear while the eyes drift?

Is it by chance or by design?

Creation was made not just an idea

A fruit born within our souls keeping love as it’s first light

Magic plays a tune so silent so smooth a drifting mood

Kept in time for all time

Love is a drop so soft is it’s touch giving life to tears

Brought by joy from a land of passer by’s

Stories told held in a cup

Friendship played on a course

Forgotten land

How I love your whispering wind

Singing tunes to no one

Sole to me

Scotland, I praise thee my heart rests in Siam

A noble land of heartfelt thanks

One day I shall swing the iron

A tear dropped in a Hole in One

Written 29^th July 2008

In memory of his glass.

Very touching...