快 Speedy

眼睛快
看到零食

头脑快
管手和脚步
拉椅子
拿零食

耳朵快
从脚步声知是谁
听到开声零食饱开

鼻子快
闻到
好吃零食

手脚快
快速度

脚快
跑去
好吃零食

手快
抢花生
从我手里

嘴唇快
吞花生
关紧紧

口快
牙齿咬碎花生
舌头推进喉咙

喉咙快
吞下
所有花生

头手脚度快
全身度快
谁能顶不住
他的快动作

Speedy eyes
Target a snack pack

Speedy brain
Signalling feet and hands
Pull a chair to open fridge
To gulp food

Speedy ears
Knowing whose footsteps
Knowing opened snacks packs

Speedy nose
Smelling
Delicious snacks

Speedy feet
Running towards
Delicious food

A pair of speedy hands and feet
Runs swiftly

Speedy hands
Snatch snack packs
From my hands

Speedy lips
Gulp snacks
Close tightly

Speedy mouth
Mince snacks
Ready to swallow

Speedy throat
Swallowing
Minced food

Speedy brain, hands and feet
Speedy body parts
Nobody in the house
Able to stop him
His fast motion


Inspiration On: Wednesday, 27 November 2013 at 8pm
Inspiration On: Thursday, 28 November 2013 at 10am

This poetry was triggered during conversation dinner with my husband. I shared how our 35 months son sneakily stealed a Milo drink packs from our snack box.

This Era

In this computerized age
In this digital age
In this Internet era

Tweeting
Posting updates
Ring each other to talk
Type and click send

Immediate and effective
All are completed in a flash
Instant communication
With a tap of our finger

More information sharing
Move around Internet
Flying information
Waiting to be tapped

Can we live
Without Internet?
Are we more at rest?
Or craving for more?


Inspiration On: Sunday, 16 June 2013 at 5:16am
Inspiration Ends On: Monday, 17 June 2013 at 11:57pm

When a question hit my head, I realised that I will draw more and read more books with music. The question was “What will you do without the Internet?”

Day by Day

Day by day
Time flies very fast.
It seems just awhile only.

Day by day
I’m a grown up.
Day by day
I’m a graduate
Day by day
I got a job
Day by day
It’s time for me to get married
Day by day
Unknowingly, I’m pregnant
Just awhile already past nine months
A time to give birth
Day by day
My baby grows up.
From no voice to shout
From quiet becomes playful

Everything seems just a while for me.
Time flies so fast.


Inspiration On: Wednesday, 12 January 2011