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Kick The Air
At the kitchen
Kick the air
Sandals fly
Landed onto
Table
On the bed
Kick the pillow
Pillow flies over
Landed onto
Grandma’s face
At the living room
Kick the air
Shoes fly over
Landed onto
Poor crying floor
Kick the air
Kick the air
Kick and kick
Inspiration On: Friday, 12 July 2013 from 10:48pm to 10:55pm
My son loves in my mother’s room. Nowadays, he tends to kick the air to remove his shoes and sandals. While he was drinking milk on her bed, he kicked the pillow and it fell onto his grandma’s face.
Jealous Baby Boy
Just a few countable words to grandma
He grabs grandma’s left hand swiftly
His uncle pretends to grab grandma’s right hand
Whining and grabs grandma’s hand stronger
Whining angrily
Impatiently waiting for his uncle to leave grandma
Nobody can replace grandma
Grandma only belongs to him
Grandma is his only
He won’t share her to anyone
Grandma goes out with grandpa
He wailed whiningly
As a sign of disagreement
Grandma only belongs to him
Grandma is his only
He won’t share her to anyone
Instead, he loves his aunt very much
Picks up the telephone
Dial randomly
Speaking imaginatively to his aunt
Anticipating of her visit zealously
On the playground
A toddler older than him hold his dad
He instantly snatches his dad
He disagree instantly for me to be with that toddler
Pissed of that toddler
Target that toddler among others
Whenever that toddler fills the basket with colourful ball
Quietly he presses the button
The button to throw the colourful balls out of the basket
To let that toddler’s collected ball flows out
Repetitively he does so
And continuously does so
Without rest
With a revengeful smile
Oh, that toddler is a boy
Inspiration On: Wednesday, 5 June 2013 At 9:45pm
Seems that my son is jealous of his grandpa and uncle (my younger brother), particularly towards boy and men. He is extremely close to his grandma and loves her the most. That grandma is my mother. He slept beside her from second months to eight months before transferred to his cot. Is this a phase of a toddler’s life? But he is not jealous of my elder sister (his aunt). In fact, he loves her and listens to her more than me.
First to third stanzas are everyday events, but the playground case was the most recent case. I left the playground for toilet after the snatching event. When I returned, I was puzzled of my son to continuously pressed the throw ball button quietly. Upon reaching home, my husband told me what happened when I left the playground for toilet. Though he is a sweet and caring boy, I can’t believe of my son’s jealousy.
Startling Moment
A speeding bicycle passes by
Very close to him
Whole body suddenly trembles
Heart missed a beat
Swiftly hugs me
Hug him back
Comforting
And
Continue
Our walk home.
Inspiration On: Wednesday, 20 March 2013 at 12:14am
As my husband, my son and I were on our way home, a cyclist passed by swiftly. It was a startling moment for my toddler because the bicycle passed by close to him. Poor baby boy. The events were expressed in poetry as stated above. Even I was shocked also.
Yoshiko 