Burn to Save

Manual movements
Manual writing
Manual drawing
Manual play
Burning body energy

Save the battery
Save the cost
Burn more calories
Exercise the body
Thus is

Good for the mind
Good for the body
Good for the heart
Psychological improvements
Living to be

Best to have teamwork
Together to do manually
Though conflict arises
Solve it improve social needs

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Inspiration On: Sunday, 12 April 2015 at 1:40pm

A photo of old pencil sharpener inspires my friend to answer that she has the manual one. Manual is good because she feels it save her stationery cost and at the same time burn more energy. I kinda agree due to the society is depending more technologies that need electrical power. Wish you all have good days and thank you.

Balance Stack Walk

Stack up the play doh buckets.
Brisk into the room elegantly.
Yeah!
I did it!

Plop! Plop! Plop!
The buckets topple.
Aw!
I mess up!

Pick it up again
Stack up again
Yeah!
I did it!

Plop! Plop! Plop!
The buckets topple again.
Aw!
I mess up!

Having fun to balance walking
Bringing play doh buckets stacks.

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Inspiration On: Saturday, 3 January 2014 at 4pm

My toddler enjoys to play ‘play doh’ clay. My house rule is to clean and tidy up after play. For the first time, he chooses to stack up the ‘play doh’ buckets. He wants to learn the circus way of balancing. Wish you all have good days and thank you. 

Animal Ride

Animal ride is where the
Fun of self control begins to run
Amok and kiss bountiful pre-dangers

Cling! Step on gas! Go!
Twist! Turn! Reckless zigzag! Thrilled with laughter.
Ride time ends and repeat!

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Inspiration On: Saturday, 9 August 2014 at 8:07pm
Revised On: Friday, 15 August 2014 at 12:28pm

Bring my son with my husband to a nearby mall. There are animal rides. Our son is napping so we plan to give him a ride. We discuss this during dinner time. Upon waking up, our son is excited to play so he quickly finishes his meal. Therefore, he joyfully receives his reward bountifully. For the first time, he refuses me to sit behind him. So I walk behind following him running amok and almost crash onto shops. Wish you all have good days and thank you.

Looking For

The minute I left the room
Tap tap tap
Here comes the toddler
Like a magnet
Like a glue
Needing me to accompany him
To brush teeth
To play
To sleep

Knocking grandma’s room
Looking for “Mama, mama”
Looking for “Mummy, mummy”
Knocking bathroom door
Looking for “Mama, mama”
Looking for “Mummy, mummy”
Knocking my room
Looking for “Mama, mama”
Looking for “Mummy, mummy”
Peeking into the kitchen
Looking for “Mama, mama”
Looking for “Mummy, mummy”

Tap tap tap
Here comes the toddler
Like a magnet
Like a glue
Needing me to accompany him
To brush teeth
To play
To sleep

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Inspiration On: Monday, 14 October 2013 at 1:20am to 4pm

It has been a month for my 39 months toddler sticks like a glue to me to accompany him in everything he does. Therefore, such experience births this poetry and I missed my friends and wordpress friends.

Springboard

A rubbery board
Waiting for hopper
To hop and bounces up
Giving hopper fun and enjoyment
But only to a certain extent

Avoiding exerting too much force
Exert more force
The more the hopper bounces
But the hopper may hit the ceiling
Or the hopper may landed with accident

Beware of the
Springboard
Use cautiously

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Inspiration On: Saturday, 17 august 2013 at 1:21am
Inspiration Ends On: Thursday, 19 September 2013 at 1:02am

The idea of springboard came whenever I remembered the scene in Pingu animation where he jumps on the springboard.

Fly Infinitely

Words are jumping around
Words pop out
Flying words pass by

The seeds of Words
The seeds of faith
Birth out
More words juice out of
The fruits of
The seeds of words
Playing
Echoing
In my heart and mind
As I
Fly with words of poetry
Dabble in words of poetry
Play with words of poetry
Fly in the clouds of poetry

Fly . . . in . . . the midst of
Poetry
Fly . . . Fly . . . Fly . . . in
My Lord Jesus Christ
Fly . . . Fly . . . Fly . . . in
Living the Bible
Fly . . . Fly . . . Fly . . . in
Observations
Fly . . . Fly . . . Fly . . . in
The Truth
Fly . . . Fly . . . Fly . . . in
Muse
Fly . . . Fly . . . Fly . . . in
Analysis
Fly . . . Fly . . . Fly . . . in
Living in this life

Fly . . . Fly . . . Fly
Flutter . . . Flutter . . . Flutter
Infinitely

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Inspiration Ends On: Saturday, 6 July 2013 at 1:30am

The image of me flying in the midst of the clouds of poetry gave me the sense of freedom of expressions and release of emotions.

Midnight Hunger

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

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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.

Two Wild Kittens

Two wild kittens
TEAR
Wrapping paper
Out of the
Large gift box
Shouting joyfully
Messing the floor
With
Torn pieces of paper
Scattered on the floor
Picking up the torn paper
One by one
Throwing it into trash bag

Assembling the toys
Seeking help to assemble
The kitchen set
Two kittens play heartily

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Inspiration On: Saturday, 22 June 2013 at 2:54pm
Inspiration Ends On: Sunday, 23 June 2013 at 9:36pm

It is the day to celebrate my son’s birthday. My niece helped him to open his birthday gift from her mum.

Weak or Dislike Fight

Is quiet being considered as weak?
Does refusing to fight back is considered weak?
We, the introverts, prefer to avoid quarrel
We dislike fight
We dislike quarrel
We hope the bully starters to stop barking

Why should you (bully starters) find fault with us?
What do you (bully starters) dislike in us?
We, the introverts, love peace
We love quietness
We love amicable resolution
We wish the bully starters to respect our boundaries

Bully starters, please stop bullying the weak
Before the situation switch over
And you regret your attitudes and doings
Be more understanding
Be more respectful
Please stop your bullying upon the quiet

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Inspiration On: Saturday, 22 June 2013 at 1:35am to 2:16am

Recently, my niece and nephew came from abroad with their mother for a few days. They are my cousin’s wife and children. So they lodge at my house. My son was very happy to have a friend to play. My niece chose to stay home than going out with her mother and my mother. At first, he allowed her to play his tricycle then I snatched back. Sometimes he resort to hitting. He hit my niece who is older than him by one year. But she reminds me of myself. Though she was hit a few times, she didn’t fight back. She chooses to avoid fight hoping the relationship will be well again. Though they are well again, the disagreement happened again. Of course, this raged me and told my son to stop hitting. I can resonate with my niece’s feeling. She is quiet who colours well and mind her own things. I enjoy looking at her colouring.

Recalling of my bad memories to be bullied at school and at home, my mindset resurfaced much clearer now.

Blue Office Chair with Wheels

Press the seat adjustment button
The chair lengthens up
Climb up
Press the seat adjustment button
The chair shortens
Climbs down
Repeat these steps continuously enthusiastically

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Inspiration On: Friday, 7 June 2013 around 1:30pm
Inspiration On: Sunday, 9 June 2013 at 7:30pm

My son enjoys playing this game out of curiosity.