Being in his dad’s carry
Outstretch his body to hug me closely
We swiftly carefully leaving lift
A cute sweet baby boy
Hugging me wishing warmth from my hug
Reminiscing infanthood in my embrace
His dad holds him strongly
He clings onto my neck grappling strongly
Looking like train track line
Inspiration On: Monday, 29 July 2013 at 10:43pm
Inspiration Ends On: Tuesday, 30 July 2013 at 12:05am
This event occurred while we returned home from a nearby mall for a walk.
Milk! Milk! Milk!
I want milk!
I need milk!
Inspiration On: Thursday, 18 July 201: at 10:52pm
My helper brought the soluble milk bottle into my room. My toddler’s eyes sparkle. My son loves and like milk. Without milk, he can’t sleep. This is the regular routine. Surprisingly, rhythmic words birth out.
Spray! Spray!
Spray water
Onto floor
STEP! STEP!
Stepping the
Drops of water
On the floor
Giggle at his
Footprint on
Drops of water
On the floor
Inspiration On: Saturday, 13 July 2013 from 11:13am to 11:15am
My toddler abruptly took a sprayer and sprayed onto the floor. This astonished me. Then he stepped on it and happy with his footprints. Oh, itchy fingers. My dad scolded him and I told him to stop playing and finish his milk.
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.
Steel cover humans
Humans cover steel
Daily driving on
The asphalt road
Pass gas out
Fart gas out
Of their butt
Gas of pollution
Destroying the environment
Destroying people’s health
Destroying animals’ habitat
Its final destruction
Is global warming
Inspiration On: Sunday, 16 June 2013 at 7:34pm
Inspiration Ends On: Tuesday, 18 June 2013 at 12:08pm
I have been thinking of describing vehicles from its materials.
Playing power game
Toddler refuses to let grandma in
The grandma
SCOLDs him
THROWs angrily
Toy cup to him
But he AvOiDs
She SHOUTs
Bam the table
Talking badly
Grandpa SCOLDs her
For throwing cups to baby
She picks a FIGHT
Oh no!
Grandma SHOUTS
This is my house
He replies
This is my house
Quarrelling
Bickering
Fights
Bam the table
She quarrels
With his other grandma
Grandma from mother
She shouts
With everyone
Emotions get over her
Daughter in law
Unexpectedly, first time
Daughter in law SHOUTs back
Asking her to STOP
Quarrelling
Inspiration On: Tuesday, 16 July 2013 from 11:09am to 11:57am
Oh, the quarrels and commotion. A headache story where my friend confided with me asked me to write poetry based on her family’s situation. So this poetry is dedicated to my friend. This story is based on my friend’s story with a toddler who loves to play power game with everyone in the family to stop from entering house. It is just a power play game. Normally, his parents and grandparents play along. Later on, he let them in. Unexpectedly, the grandma from dad’s side took it to heart and lashed out at the son. Take anything from the floor and threw at him, but thank God the thing is thrown away.
Sharp scolding
Loud howling
Scolding the rain
Howling the rain
To halt
Because they
Postpone his outing
Disrupt his outing
Kick towards the thunder
Kick towards the lightning
Kick towards the rain
Punch! Punch!
Kick! Kick!
Punch! Punch!
Kick! Kick!
Against
The bad weather.
Inspiration On: Thursday, 25 April 2013 from 3:33pm
Inspiration Ends On: Thursday, 25 April 2013 at 9:18pm
My son was unhappy because thunder and rain postponed his outing. Though he was impatient, this may teach him about patience. Unexpectedly, his reactions became the source of my inspiration. First paragraph is told from my perspective, but second paragraph is told from his perspective when he commented he kick against the thunder. Definitely, he was unhappy and vented his anger towards the bad weather. All I told him was to wait.
His howling is noisy
His touching is nosey
Concern is his joy
Furry is his toy
Soft hair is fluffy
Soft toy is stuffy
Pluck out his dad’s beard
Tuck in beard to his chin
A toddler full of energy
An energetic toddler
Such an energetic toddler.
Inspiration On: Monday, 22 April 2013 at 11:24pm
Inspiration Ends On: Thursday, 25 April 2013 at 9:12pm
Though my son enjoys touching safe and even dangerous objects, he is a loving and adorable baby boy to me. My son talks a lot and tends to howl, but he loves soft toy besides of car and balls. My husband and I often felt tired with our son due to his high energy level. I need to step in to tell him to prepare to sleep or else he runs around rampantly and continually laugh loudly.
Whine! Whine! Whine!
Foon! Foon! Foon!
Whining sounds like a spoilt radio.
Inspiration On: Monday, 22 April 2013 at 11:04pm
My helper shared about her young times where her mother scolded her for whining like a spoilt radio. Laugh became the ending of whining.
Its circle mouth squirts inks
A black ink of liquid to fool
It escapes to protect itself.
Making a circle rounded mouth
Two fingers press cheeks to squirt water
Just for fun and play.
Octopus squirts and toddler squirts
One squirts black liquid, one squirts water
Either enemy’s face or washbasins.
Inspiration On: Monday, 22 April 2013 at 10:15pm
I know the right word for the title is supposed to be ‘Baby Octopus’, but I choose the other way is to explain how octopus squirts and how a toddler squirts. The above stated event at the second paragraph happened during brushing teeth session. My helper and I had a good laugh at that sight. The third paragraph is the comparison between each squirt target.
Yoshiko 