Nuzzle! Nuzzle! Nuzzle!
Nuzzling the bear doll.
Shred! Shred! Shred!
Shred paper to numerous pieces.
Grind! Grind! Grind!
Grind to chunks of tiny slices of pear.
Whirl! Whirl! Whirl!
Whirling the wheeled armchair.
Swirl! Swirl! Swirl!
Swirling head and eyes.

Abrupt stop and rest.

Inspiration On: Sunday, 4 November 2012 at 2:45am
Inspiration Ends On: Wednesday, 7 November 2012 at 11:36am

It all began with the words, “Nuzzle! Nuzzle! Nuzzle! Shred! Shred! Shred! Whirl! Whirl! Whirl! Swirl! Swirl! Swirl!” followed by “Grind! Grind! Grind!” Today is the day where pieces of words are woven together as my toddler’s action comes to my mind.


Clouds turned grey
Compels me to rush out swiftly

A sudden
Drip drop
Caught in the middle
Drip drop
Caught in the drizzling

Whirling mind
Heart beats swiftly
Mind went blank
Blank of anything
Like an erased memory
Like a lost lamb
Following other lamb
Only to wake up
Only to realise
To be in
In the wrong place.

Inspiration On: Thursday, 18 October 2012 at 1:09pm
Revised On: Sunday, 21 October 2012 at 12:50pm

When I observed that the cloud darkened, I rushed out of the house to catch public transport. Before reaching the library, it was drizzling. So I speeded up to the library to return books. But I took the train instead of the bus to meet my friend. In the train, I realised it was the wrong transport.