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眼睛快 头脑快 耳朵快 鼻子快 手脚快 脚快 手快 嘴唇快 口快 喉咙快 头手脚度快 |
Speedy eyes Speedy brain Speedy ears Speedy nose Speedy feet A pair of speedy hands and feet Speedy hands Speedy lips Speedy mouth Speedy throat Speedy brain, hands and feet |
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.
“Public speaking”
“Presentation”
“Performance”
Brisk to the stage
Thump! Thump!
Heart beat increases rapidly
Lips pale out
Passing by the audio system
The audio system roars
A fierce chilling wind blows
Provokes primal fear
Sending chills into my spine
Standing on the stage
Mind goes blank
Voice turns to stutter
Feet glued onto the stage
Daunted by the listeners at auditorium
Daunted by rolling eyes to every utterances
Wobbly feet
Getting cold feet
Pause
Take a deep breath
Practice speech returns gradually
Speak out
Inspiration On: Thursday, 6 June 2013 at 2:50am
Inspiration Ends On: Friday, 7 June 2013 at 1:52pm
Being an introvert, this is indeed my Achilles heel. I do tend to get cold feet on stage.
Fear drives me
Driving me nuts
Driving me crazy
Run! Run! Run!
Running across the forest
Run! Run! Run!
Running across the bushes
Screech!!
Feet stop!
At the end of the
Cliff
There lies
An Valley
Infinite Dark
deep
Jump?!
Jump into the valley?
Or
Be engulfed?
Be killed?
. . . . . . . . .
Inspiration On: Wednesday, 29 May 2013 from 2pm to 6:55pm
My thirty five months son was driving me to anger by his attitude and behaviour. Seems that my mother spoilt him too much. My relative’s six years old daughter spoke in a rude tone. My son likes her a lot so recently he copied such attitude. Oh! I’m in my wits end.
Unexpectedly, “Driving me nuts. Driving me crazy” carried me into the imagination of a young lady being chased in the forest then she was stuck at the cliff.
Refusing to brush his teeth;
Feet sticking to the wall;
Arms onto grandma’s bed.
Helper shouts for his dad’s help.
His dad enters grandma’s room
With a dark face
Nearing him . . .
Brooh! Brooh! Brooh!
Saliva onto his dad’s face
IMPOLITE!
Hand is going to slap!
But . . .
Swaying butt to the left
Swaying butt to the right
Repetitively
Avoid his slapping hand.
Swaying butt to the left
Swaying butt to the right
Continuously
Avoid his slapping hand again.
Stop his butt and . . .
SLAP!
Mouth turns downward
Sad . . .
Holding his tears.
He is sorry.
His dad returns to his room;
Downward mouth turns upward
Grinning!
Inspiration On: Saturday, 2 February 2013 at 12:02am
After I reached home from attending self-publishing workshop, my mother and helper reported to me of my toddler’s second mischief. So the above inspiration was birthed forth. During the swaying of butt, my helper laughed until her stomach pain.
| 在房间 脚夹子钥匙 把脚放下！ 不要像树熊。 进房间 进厨房
又进厨房
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In the room Feet clasps key holder Put your feet down! Don’t be a koala. Enter the room Palms grab onto cosmetic container Pull back your hands! Put your hands down! Walk into the kitchen Small palm grabs a knife Put the knife down! Knife flies and plunges into the sink. Walk into the kitchen again Small palm grabs a knife Put the knife down! Knife flies and plunges into the sink. |
Inspiration On: Monday, 15 October 2012 at 10:20pm
Inspiration Ends On: Tuesday, 16 October 2012 at 1:42am
Revised On: Wednesday, 17 October 2012 at 2:50pm
It all started whenever my toddler uses both of his legs to clasp the mini-figurine tied to a key. A key that is plugged into my dad’s drawer. My mother let him does it. Upon entering my parents’ room and see him does so, I often respond, “把脚放下”.
Somehow on Tuesday night, those words sounded like, “把刀放下”. Other words popped out to fill in the blanks as my memory remembers his other dangerous actions. Taking my mother’s make up powder, broken make up lotion, and even grabbed a knife from inside the spoon and fork container and immediately throw it onto the floor. Everything he does was found out when I appear. All these happened before he turned two years old while he was with his grandmother. But she wasn’t like that when I was young. She loving yet firm. I just don’t understand her.
Yoshiko 