Help in Balance

The one
Who seek my help
Fiercer than me
Quietly
Lend a helping hand
Care to help

Begin to a new realisation
Such a vicious cycle
An unbreakable pattern

A help cry to pay a bill
Due to overseas and reaching due date
Lending readily out of care
Promise to return it once return
I remind to pay continuous
The recipient demands its way to return

The fire inside me
Demands
Self-respect

The water inside me
Prevents
Fire from spreading like wildfire

The green nature inside me
Keeps
Water and fire in balance

The sunshine inside me
Enable
Cheerfulness despite heartache

Inspiration On: Sunday, 18 June 2016

I begin to realise about myself. I am questioning myself. Why do people tend to look down on me? Why those who ask for help speak disrespectfully to me? Yet I still care about them. After much thought, I am a people pleaser. Not just that, I also learn that Jesus is the One whom I want to please. The book about asserting myself helps me how to create a healthy boundary. I can still help others with the set aside time. Now I need to earn a living to care for my family and myself. Inside I still want to serve God. Do I overdo it, Lord? Wish you all have good days and thank you.

Bird Park or Park the Birds

Visiting the bird park
Enjoy the sights of many colourful birds
Birds from around the world
Preservation measure are properly cared for
Preventing them from extinction

Vitamins and minerals are inserted
Into their food
Certain types of birds
Population decreases rapidly
Near to extinction

Most likely due to
Deforestation
Air pollution
Water pollution
Hunters

In the bird park
Many birds are protected and cared for
Spacious to roam being limited with a net
Prevent them from being hunted
Preserve them from extinction

A place where many birds are parked
Parading the birds across the countries
Many buildings have different purpose
Parking the birds species
Educating visitors to understand the birds

Bird park
Where the birds are parked
Park the birds
When the parking parades the birds show
Bird park bird

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Inspiration On: Tuesday, 9 February 2016

Today is a family day to go to bird park with my husband and son. They want to watch the lion dance. The loud clash is enough to repel me from watching it. Its sound is so unbearable until I move behind the crowd and have a sit on a stony bench. If I know, I should have brought the ear plug.

Wish you all have good days and thank you.

Water safety training is a necessity for children with autism

I do love swimming and I ever drowned in the swimming pool during my toddlerhood. Surprisingly, I just jumped into the pool and my butt hits the floor of the pool silently. I do not move. Sitting silently in the pool. 

When I couldn’t breath, I breath in the water. Oh, it was a water so I breath it out and see bubbles. Strange that I get fascinated with such sight. This perspective was an unforgettable event. 

At the other end of the pool, my cousins and sister signaled to my mum. Thank God for my mother to quickly picked me out of the pool.  Thereby, I can testify that Water safety training is a necessity for children with autism really is true. Thus it is necessary for the autistics to learn to swim. 

There are more laughable yet drowning events. During my childhood to learn to swim coached by my dad, I was so frustrated not being able to swim. My dad was busy coaching my elder sister, younger brother and my mum. Without informing, I left the children pool hastily. Stomping to the adult pool and I hopped into the middle of the pool. Since my feet couldn’t touch the floor of the pool, my hands and feet hit against the water like a duck. I can only thank The Lord for a man to save me and I do not have the chance to say thank you. The man who saved pushed me to the side of the pool without showing his face. Quietly, I return to the children pool. My body couldn’t move up after the froggy style. The drowned event was forgotten. Thus the same cycle occurred thrice. 

Furry Shoes

Drops of rain water soak
Into the sponge like furry boot shoes
Drenched like a wet dog

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Inspiration On: Saturday, 21 March 2015 at 6:16pm

The shoes that are not made from leather linger in my mind. Thereby produces the above haiku. Wish you all have good days and thank you.

Itchy Fingers Spray

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

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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.

Amplify in Silence

Darkness falls into the sky
Night has come
Everyone are dreaming
Everyone are resting on bed
Silence covers the streets
Silence covers the houses

A pair of soft footsteps
Is AmPliFieD
The bang of a door
Is AmPliFieD
Dripping of every drop of water
Is AmPliFieD
Breathing rhythm
Is AmPliFieD
Snoring
Is AmPliFieD
Passing by motorbike engine
Is AmPliFieD
Passing by car
Is AmPliFieD
Growling stomach
AmPliFy

Every little sound
Is AmPliFieD
In the silence.

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Inspiration On: Tuesday, 21 May 2013 from 2:28am to 2:46am

Every surrounding experience in the night is compiled according to my observation.

Octopus Baby

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.

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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.

Naughty Melvin

Scratch! Scratch!
Scratching wooden back door!
Scolded!
Looks guilty!
Splashes of water
Dodging to the left
Dodging to the right
Dodging splashes of water
And rushes out of the gate.
. . .
A few hours later,
His ears poke outside gate bar
Followed by
His face looks smiling
He shows his face courteously
Meowing
As if it apologizes.
We welcome him again
To play together.

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Inspiration On: Tuesday, 12 February 2013 at 3:11am

I told you all about my stray pet ‘Melvin’ in my previous poetry. This time is his naughty actions.

Smoke Out Of Dinosaur’s Mouth

Puff! Puff!
Smoke puffs out of a dinosaur toy.
Oh, it will need water
Or else
It will be on fire.

Run
RUN
RUN to bathroom.
WATER.
Water, water.
Bucket under the tap water
Open the tap water
Then closes it.

Run
RUN
RUN to smoky dinosaur toy.
Pour
POUR
POUR the pail of water onto
The smoky dinosaur toy.
SPLASH!

It will be well now.
Place it onto the floor.
Press its button.
OH! It doesn’t operate anymore.
It doesn’t operate anymore.
It doesn’t operate . . .
It doesn’t . . .
It . . .
. . .

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Inspiration On: Sunday, 27 January 2013 at 6:17pm
Inspiration Ends On: Monday, 28 January 2013 at 3:23pm

My mother in law shared about my husband’s eldest brother when he was young. The above poetry is an inspiration from the actions his eldest brother did to his own toy. In addition, I put myself in his point of view in order to understand him as a toddler. Most of the time, different toddlers are unique and distinct. And most are being misunderstood by the adults and label them who are the naughtiest. Now, my brother in law is an electrician and he can repair any household things.

Ant’s Death

Roaming ants on tables
As they march to their nest hole at a corner
Roaming ants on walls
As they march to their nest hole at a corner

Lone ranger ants
Lost ants
Roam, Roam.
Roaming into cups
Roam, Roam.
Roaming into mugs
Roam, Roam.
Roaming into kettles.

Losing grips;
Shouting “HELP!”;
Fall to their deaths;
Into the seabed of water –
HOT Water!

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Inspiration On: Thursday, 17 January 2013 at 1:15pm
Inspiration Ends On: Friday, 18 January 2013 at 3:07pm

Oftentimes, an ant or even five ants died in my cup filled with warm water. Even dead ants are inside the kettle. I was imagining the possibility of their presence in my cup even my family’s cup. So my imagination has been running wild about the lone ranger ants’ death existence.