Sudden Change

Land on the sofa
Suddenly television programme
Change
Something hard is . . .
Under
My buttock?

Sink my hand to
Take it out.
Oh!
Oh!
It is
The remote control

A good lesson
Beware of
Unscrupulous
Dangerous
Objects


Inspiration On: Wednesday, 16 April 2014 at 12:45pm to 12:55pm

Without observing, I instantly sit on the sofa with my son. So this event births out poetry. Wish you all have good days.

Slogging through the Midnight

Slogging through the midnight
Wishing to alter my sleeping habit
Only to realize
Determination alone isn’t enough
Strong will alone isn’t enough
Mind alone isn’t enough
Own plan will not prevail
Fatigue body in control
Render myself helpless
Entering the dream entrance
Exiting the dream world late morning
Changing sleeping habit fails

Slogging through the midnight
Wishing to alter my sleeping habit
Awaiting dawn
Leave my sleeping bed
Entering into an empty room
Switching on the light
Thinking poetry
Processing my thoughts
Writing poetry
Awaiting dawn
To pass the day sleepily
Possibly to sleep at 9 o’clock night


Inspiration On: Wednesday, 7 January 2014 from 12am to 3:41am

Hoping to change my unhealthy sleeping habit, I resolved to have a sleepless night in order to wake up early at 5am in the morning. Looking through the incomplete poetry to pass the midnight. Most attempts were failed due I fell asleep. This time I try again and see the result. The keyword “slogging through the night” helped me to begin this poetry.

Cat, Dog & Baby Mouse

Cat
Waits at the mouse’s hole
Waiting to play with the mouse
Makes fun of the mouse
Poke and itch the mouse
Laughter covers the room
Shouts of help fill the house
Cat laughs at baby mouse’s demise

Dog
Labours the baby mouse
Smells the baby mouse
Cares the baby mouse
Plays with baby mouse
Laughter fills the house
Disciplines baby mouse
Guard baby mouse’s wrong actions
Learning as backbone mother

Mouse
Cute ears pop out
Makes fun of cat
Pokes and itch the cat
With a mischievous smile
Pulls the cat’s hairy legs as the cat changes clothing
Runs around the house
Jumps around the house
Taking off clothing to shower
Showing his sexy naked body with a pose
Misbehaviour turns to obedience once dog appears


Inspiration On: Monday, 4 November 2013 at 11:20pm
Inspiration Ends On: Tuesday, 5 November 2013 at 2:20am

The cat refers to my husband, dog refers to me, and baby mouse refers to my son. Influenced with the Tom & Jerry cartoon shown by his dad, he keeps on saying he is the mouse, his dad is the cat and I am the dog. Normally, his dad and I notice his cute pop out ears like a mouse’s ears. So I summed up everyone’s perspectives in this poetry. Thanks for reading my poetry and hope you all enjoy this.

Piling Foam Stage

Piling foam numbering pads
He climbs onto it
Treating it as the stage
Melodious songs come out of his tongue
Changing the lyrics of the songs
Making fun of the songs
Bring laughter in everyone’s hearts
Followed by many clapping

Bowing of thankfulness
At the end of his
Singing performance
Standing on the
Piling foam numbering pads
Then step down


Inspiration On: Thursday, 3 October 2013 at 10:30pm

After my 39 months son brushed his teeth, he exploded to singing using the piling foam numbering pads as his stage. My parents and I enjoyed his good singing voice.

Dull to Colourful

Black
White
Gray
Clothing fascinates me

During pregnancy
Colour taste change
Incline to bright colours
Tongue taste also change
Able to drink milo

Such a stark change
Ending enjoying
Bright colours
Especially pink
Pink colour.


Inspiration On: Saturday, 18 May 2013 from 2:44am to 2:48am

This is the transition of my colour taste.

Slither Zig Zag

Changing clothes

Move to the left

Move to the right

Moving body like a zig zag

As the snakes slithers

As the snakes zig zags its body

Zig zags its body in a curly fashion

He zig zags his body in a curly fashion

As the snakes zig zags its body in a curly fashion.


Inspiration On: Friday, 17 May 2013 at 10:44pm
Inspiration Ends On: Saturday, 18 May 2013 at 2:14am

During changing his clothes, my son refuses to wear his clothes by slithering his body in a zig zag reminded me of a snake’s movement.