i used to have this blog .. a long time ago .. in which i would write random little things i didn’t feel like publishing for the world to read. so it was just there. no views comments or networking. but i began this nablopomo challenge this year .. accidentally. i had many posts to publish, and before i knew it a week had gone by and i hadn’t missed a single day. so now i’m dreading dropping the ball .. so i’m sharing a couple of things from that forgotten blog against my better judgement. they’re silly rhyming lines from different moments in my life. . so i guess they count as small stones? i hope so. but if not ..please, just scroll on down for better posts and excuse my silly mutterings.
And a Wink.
House of brick blocks
Hot dog bun
Against my will.
All the words I write.
All the things I say.
Fall to the floor like broken notes.
All the words I don’t write.
All the words I don’t say.
Stay hidden. Locked up inside. Then fade away
like broken notes.
All the words I wish I had courage to write.
All the things I wish I had the courage to say.
Build up. Mount up. Then break away. like broken notes.
Today I woke up,
Wanting to hug the grandma at the flowershop,
Open my windows and shout
“Good Morning” to the world,
To plant a kiss on the grocer’s weathered cheeks,
To run after butterflies,
To make mud pies,
To take a sprinkler shower
To have giggle attacks until I can’t breathe.
But most of all,
Today I woke up wanting to see your smile, hear your laugh, and to be able to hug you one last time.
I shall be a Dr.Seuss
I shall write of silly shoes
Of people with the blues
Of those that love to snooze
Of kids with green hairs
Of things that come in pairs.
And somewhere in this nonsense
I might find something dense
Because often ’tis in silly trifle things
That life’s special treasures cling.