Tuesday 4 April 2017

Little Lessons My Dad Has Taught Me


How to shop
Always use your gut feeling as a guide, Because if it doesn't instantly 'click' it isn't worth it,
Always remember to bargain, no matter the price.

How to socialise 
Talk to everyone and anyone,
From the guard at the gates,
To telling jokes to the shopkeeper inside,
Everyone has a story to tell
And a story worth hearing

How to garden
Always trim the leaves a little,
Water regularly,
Add manure every month,
But most importantly- talk to them,
Tell them how well they're growing,
How proud of them you are,
And how loved they are

How to spot shapes in clouds
Find a curve nearest to the sun,
Close one eye,
Put your finger against it,
Draw across the rest of the cloud,
And then let your imagination do the magic
A picture of one of the first planes my dad flew


How to keep memories
Click a picture of everything and anything,
Nothing is too little to matter,
Write it down,
As a poem, 
A story, 
Anything that keeps the moment alive,
For years to come along
My dad at 6 AM arranging flowers, making a mess 



How to Take Care of Flowers
Find the prettiest vase in the house,
Cut the base of the stems,
Put them in fresh water everyday,
Pull out the dried petals,
Remember the person who gave them to you, 
Everytime you see them in the day,
Pat your own head if they're a gift to yourself
My plate from a breakfast buffet


How to eat a buffet
Remember every buffet is an opportunity to decorate your plate,
Stay light on the appetizers,
Taste everything,
Don't be afraid to go for second servings (or even a hundredth)
Smile at everyone you see,
Because unlimited good food, music and cola,
Make life worth living 







Monday 3 April 2017

Ferris Wheel

Take a deep breath 
Wipe your sweaty palms
Again and again and again
Grip your seat tightly
Chew on your fingers nails

Ask yourself whether you shouldve said that

Shouldve said that
Said that

That
Done that 
Shouldve done that
Ask yourself whether you shouldve done that

As soon as you begin to feel at peace with your own self 
It spins once again
Throwing you back in your seat 
Looking around for something to hold onto

Fidgety fidgeting fingers
Breathless breathing
Screaming, endless screaming

The feeling of ants crawling up and down your arms
And your thoughts crashing in a million per second
Rattling inside your brain
Something is wrong but nothing is

And then you're a little at ease
But not too much
Convinced yourself there isn't anything to worry about
But you're still unsure

It spins once again.