Express Pain

August 5, 2013Yoshiko Haiku, Poetry 3 Comments

Adults tend to express pain
With words but children express pain in
Tears automatically but is effective

Inspiration On: Thursday, 13 June 2013 at 2:37am
Inspiration Ends On: Tuesday, 18 June 2013 at 12:37am

Look . . .

January 29, 2013Yoshiko Poetry, Rhyme / Rhythm 8 Comments

Hop! Hop! Hop!
Hopping from mat to mat.
A drop of perspire at forehead;
Fingers brush his hair fringe up
Look cool.

Hop! Hop! Hop!
Hopping from mat to mat.
A drop of perspire at forehead;
Fingers brush his hair fringe up
Look stylish.

Hop! Hop! Hop!
Hopping from mat to mat.
A drop of perspire at forehead;
Fingers brush his hair fringe up
Look like an adult.

Inspiration On: Monday, 28 January 2013 at 2:12pm

While hopping on his ABC mat, it was his first time to do the above style.

Smoke Out Of Dinosaur’s Mouth

January 28, 2013Yoshiko Poetry, Rhyme / Rhythm 6 Comments

Puff! Puff!
Smoke puffs out of a dinosaur toy.
Oh, it will need water
Or else
It will be on fire.

Run
RUN
RUN to bathroom.
WATER.
Water, water.
Bucket under the tap water
Open the tap water
Then closes it.

Run
RUN
RUN to smoky dinosaur toy.
Pour
POUR
POUR the pail of water onto
The smoky dinosaur toy.
SPLASH!

It will be well now.
Place it onto the floor.
Press its button.
OH! It doesn’t operate anymore.
It doesn’t operate anymore.
It doesn’t operate . . .
It doesn’t . . .
It . . .
. . .

Inspiration On: Sunday, 27 January 2013 at 6:17pm
Inspiration Ends On: Monday, 28 January 2013 at 3:23pm

My mother in law shared about my husband’s eldest brother when he was young. The above poetry is an inspiration from the actions his eldest brother did to his own toy. In addition, I put myself in his point of view in order to understand him as a toddler. Most of the time, different toddlers are unique and distinct. And most are being misunderstood by the adults and label them who are the naughtiest. Now, my brother in law is an electrician and he can repair any household things.

Is It?

January 19, 2013Yoshiko Free Verse, Poetry 2 Comments

What if . . . ?
What will happen . . . ?
What causes this?
Who causes this?
How this does happens?
Which events trigger such behaviour?
Where to find the solution?
Why?
Why?!
Why?!!
Full of WHYs!

Is it an artist’s questions?
Is it an interrogation?
Is it a toddler’s questions?
Is it a child’s questions?
Is it a teenager’s questions?
Is it an adult’s questions?
Is it an engineer’s questions?
Is it a scientist’s questions?
Is it a life’s questions?

Is life full of questions?
Or
Are we questioning life?

Inspiration On: Thursday, 17 January 2013 at 5:40pm
Inspiration Ends On: Saturday, 19 January 2013 at 3pm

Oftentimes, the above questions run through my mind. Many a times, I question of the reason of a certain created things such as power generator, cars, auto tap water, etc. My husband tends to laugh at my questions.

Shopping Toddler

December 18, 2012Yoshiko Free Verse, Poetry Leave a comment

Requesting to carry the shopping bag
Shopping bag of his new clothes
Carrying it like an adult.
Mimicking the adult’s way
Smiling
Grinning
Happy!

Inspiration On: Sunday, 16 December 2012 at 9:09pm
Inspiration Ends On: Monday, 17 December 2012 at 11:27am
Revised On: Tuesday, 18 December 2012 at 4:21pm

After buying two collar T-shirts for my toddler, he requested to carry the plastic bag. The way he carried it looked like a shopping person. Then “shopping toddler” notion came upon because my husband and I only bought those for our son. Our son grows taller and his clothes are lesser.