Kick The Air

August 28, 2013Yoshiko Poetry, Rhyme / Rhythm 2 Comments

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.

Midnight Hunger

August 22, 2013Yoshiko Free Verse, Poetry 3 Comments

Restless on bed
Growls
He requests for more
More milk

Scoop the milk powder
Drop it into milk bottle
Close it tightly
Shake! Shake!
Dissolving milk powder with water
Suddenly
Creak!
Bam!

My head stuck out of kitchen door
Nobody is there
Who?
My son?

Carry the milk bottle
Plucking the nipple into his
Hungry mouth
Interrogate who plays door
Nod nod
Confess during
Glug glug
Drinking his milk hungrily
Replying his impatience

Finish drinking milk
Letting go the milk bottle to me
Droopy eyes
Drink water and
Dozes off to dreamland

Inspiration On: Wednesday, 3 July 2013 at 12:10am
Inspiration Ends On: Friday, 5 July 2013 at 1:20am

My toddler requested to have another round of milk because his stomach growled. While I was shaking the milk bottle, suddenly my room door creak and bam. Sticking my head out, nobody was there. Upon entering my room and plucking the milk bottle to him, I gently asked him the one who opened and closed the door. Nodding while drinking his milk, he confessed. Huh? I do wonder the reason for him doing so. Probing it to know he was being impatient. After his milk, he dozed off easily.