Tag Archives: Picture

Stuck

Picture, Poetry, Rhyme / Rhythm 6 Comments

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.

Pyramid Eater

Picture, Poetry 11 Comments

Refusing vegetables, mushroom

Refusing fish and frogs

Refusing! Refusing!

Will produce a

Fussy Tongue

Grown Up

Refusing

Vegetables

Mushrooms

Fish and frogs

These are temporary

Once one is a Grown Up

Will consume more food range

Inspiration On: Saturday, 25 May 2013 at 1:57pm to 3:03pm

Two weeks ago, my husband and I were discussing about our son’s feeding. Our son disliked certain food such as egg, vegetables and seafood. His idea of food consumption is like a pyramid triangle. Lesser food range choice as he grows older. But I disagreed where the pyramid triangle is the opposite. More food range will be consumed as he grows older. My siblings and I are a good example. Vegetables are disliked during our young times, but now we like to eat it.

Dorayaki in A Cake

Poetry, Rhyme / Rhythm 4 Comments

Cakes in a cake
Piles of Dorayaki
Plentiful dorayaki cakes
In the picture
Of a cake
A birthday cake
Where you can see
Doraemon eats dorayaki
Piles of Dorayaki
Besides Doraemon
Who is eating happily.

This shows
A toddler who
Always enjoys eating
Always thinks of food
Always have appetite
Endless appetite
A black hole appetite.

Inspiration On: Sunday, 19 May 2013 at 10:05pm
Inspiration Ends On: Monday, 20 May 2013 at 2:18pm

Around two weeks ago, my husband and I brought our son to a nearby mall to buy a birthday cake for his coming 3 years old birthday. We let him decide which character to choose. He wanted Doraemon picture and choose Doraemon eats the piles of dorayaki. We booked and paid for the cake. We had a good laugh at home confirming of our son who loves to eat and thinking to eat all the time.

Slither Zig Zag

Poetry, Rhyme / Rhythm, Simile 9 Comments

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.

Poetry & Illustration

Free Verse, Poetry 4 Comments

Dazing
Daydreaming
Imagination runs wild
Observing every surroundings
Ache
Agony
Anger
Arrogance
Longing
Jealousy
Hatred
Fighting
Hurt
Pain
Love
Joy
Passion
Zeal
Sacrifice
Prayer
Hope
Dreams

Emit out via

Nib of pen on a piece of paper
Line by line
Writing a poetry
Pictures from mind

Paper in the typewriter
Alphabets stick onto papers
Line by line
Writing a poetry

Computer keyboard
Jotting in poetry
Alphabet by alphabet
Word by word
Line by line.

Nib of pen on a piece of paper
Lines
Curves
Ovals
Triangles
Squares
Rectangles
Illustrating pictures

Drawing tablet
Lines
Curves
Ovals
Triangles
Squares
Rectangles
Illustrating pictures.

Inspiration On: Thursday, 7 March 2013 at 12:14am

I don’t know what is going on in my mind. I’m a visual person and often being tongue-tied when I’m panic. And now I’m writing poetry. I don’t know what God has in store for me. Weird. Every words begin to fall and drop into my mind. But I still thank God for this experience.

Embarking On

Free Verse, Poetry 4 Comments

Embarking on
A dangerous quest
A dangerous journey
Into
A dark heinous cave.

Outside the cave
Six black crows gawk
Standing on the wire pole
An ominous sign
Fear creeps in
Palm perspires
Racing heartbeats
Thumping heartbeats
Panic arise
Questioning
“Should I continue?”
“Should I enter?”

Seconds . . .
Minutes . . .
Hours . . .
Have passed.
Gathering courage
To enter
A dark heinous cave
Full of cobwebs
Full of bats
Full of booby traps.

Passing through
Those dangerous traps
And see
A bright and shiny
Gold coins.
Carefully and slowly
Execute the procedures
As stated in the book.

Then
Passing through
Those dangerous traps again.
Leaving the
Dark heinous cave
As the
Six black shiny crows
Standing
Looking at
The black passing shadow
The shadow of the
Anonymous man.

Inspiration On: Friday, 22 February 2013 at 7:25pm
Inspiration Ends On: Tuesday, 26 February 2013 at 8:40pm

It began with, “Embarking on
A dangerous quest
A dangerous journey into dungeon”. Upon writing it down, gradually other words also flowed out completing the blanks as the pictures in my mind moves.

Nutritious Soil

Picture, Poetry 4 Comments

Dig, dig, and dig.
Digging a hole.
Dig, dig, and dig.
Digging a deep pit.
Dig, dig, and dig.
Digging a deep hole.
Deep enough to
Contain
Its poo.

Butt rests
On top of
The
d
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p

b
l
a
c
k

p
i
t
.

Brownish round pieces
Pieces of poo
Fall into the
d
e
e
p

b
l
a
c
k

p
i
t
.

Bowels clean
Fluff! Fluff! Fluff!
Closing the d
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g
g
e
d

h
o
l
e
.
Fluff! Fluff! Fluff!

Closing the d
i
g
g
e
d

h
o
l
e
.

Pat! Pat!
Flattening the soil.

Wagging its tail
Then left the soil.
And approaches
The triangle house
And play
With us.

Inspiration On: Friday, 15 February 2013 at 9:44pm
Inspiration Ends On: Saturday, 16 February 2013 at 1:08am

This is the fourth series about my stray pet ‘Melvin’ who is mentioned in my previous poetry. One day, I happened to spot it digging the soil and poo outside my uncle’s house.