Final rest
Around flames so many so bright
Finally at rest.
~ Shail Mohan (Jan 2012)
Youth and old age
Once I was
Colorful and bright
With petals soft as silk
The contours well-defined
Sought by butterflies and the bees
Supple, I swayed in the breeze.
Time has dulled my sunshine yellow
Fluffy white adorns my head
The wind rustles as it blows
Parts of me float away
My body is now stiff
Waiting for the final crunch
To happily merge
With the soil from whence I rose…
- Shail Mohan (Dec 2011)
The Big Bird….
…dropped the huge head of some big fish in our backyard.
Luci found it but I kicked it away yelling at her.
(Yeah I can yell. Experience my dears, with bringing up two Martians)
The first-born picked the smelly piece, threw it high on the sun-shade of the nearest window.
Big Bird meanwhile made several rounds in the sky, searching for its lost prize.
It failed to locate the catch lying on top of the sunshade.
Some keen eye-sight you have Big Bird!
Suddenly Big Bird swooped down to perch on a metal bar.
It first looked left….
then straight ahead…
and finally turned to the right…
In a (to us) surprise move, Big Bird landed on the ground.
picked up a stone
and flew away…..!
Huh?
Building a nest perhaps??
L & M: You have seen those walls with glass pieces stuck on top of them to discourage people from climbing over?
Me: (rolling eyes discreetly ‘Aw come on. What a question!’) Yes… ?
L & M: Likewise, spread some adhesive on your legs and feet and stick glass pieces on them!
Me: (wondering if it indeed had been Boost that I had served him) Why the heck..?!!
L & M: So the little terror too can be discouraged from biting you…!
Me:
The Little Terror With Needle Pointed Teeth disguised as an Angel With Mud On Her Nose.
From Luci