Small Stone 22-05-13

knead, pull, push, press
pinch, roll, shape, squish
toss, place, set, lay
fix, sort, shove, close
wait, ring, poke, cool

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Small Stone 08-05-13

This is the second small stone (I still like the word ‘pebble’ better) I’ve posted up here, but this is the ninth one I’ve done. :) I started in May (because I actually remembered something about writing a little bit every day on the first, and decided to do it) and I’m still doing it now! My friend read through it (not that I let her, but I didn’t not let her either. We were just sorta on my computer looking through my things and I didn’t mind her reading it. She said they were good. So. I’m proud of my writing.)

A badminton game

A swish of the racket
A small flicking motion
A point gained
A shuttlecock sent flying too high
A gleeful smash back
A point lost
A pair working harmoniously
An audience cheering them on
A game won


  My friend and I played doubles against another pair from another class and we were pretty sure we’d lose, but hey, we (unexpectedly) won! :) (Congratulations to us)

Also, today’s funny incident: this humorist came over and gave a talk, and he asked if there were any people creating their own stories- e.g. filmmaking, writing, writing music, stopmotion etc.When he got to writing, my best friend and a few of my other friends just turned around and stared at me as if expecting me to raise my hand. (Well, I didn’t have to because everyone else knew.) And so my best friend (who also writes) and I had this long distance quick chat about why she didn’t raise her hand either, and why I didn’t raise my hand. I like my best friend a lot.

It was a nice feeling, being known by my peers as someone who writes. (Though I don’t even know how they knew, because I only shared with about four people. But still.)



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I thought it’d be cool to show you the fonts I had on my Word! And it’d also be cool to put up a photo post. Photo haiku. (Yay!) (Also, do you find yourself able to relate to it? I didn’t mean to make it sad, but it’s pretty much how everything I write turns out. :( )

(Is this enough of an apology for not posting for so long HAHAHA I just feel that I’ve let people down. Also I’d like to announce I’m a lot happier now, and my friends (yes I have friends) said that my mood’s a lot better!)


Ice Cream by the Sea

Here’s one of today’s random haikus:

Ice cream by the sea
Creamy, milky vanilla
With a hint of salt

  I had to walk to someplace to get tickets to an amusement park and decided to get ice cream from McDonalds (because that ice cream tastes amazing). I didn’t really notice how bad my cough was, but it became significantly worse after I ate it. I shouldn’t have, but the temptation was so great, I couldn’t resist. ; _ ;

Let’s hope my phlegm clears up and my cough gets better. :/


Icy flakes of white
Drift from the infinite sky
Kiss my auburn hair

  Random haiku that I had inspiration for last night. By that I mean I was halfway to dreamland when my brain wrote this haiku and I was forced to remember it. I didn’t post for about a week so I’ll put up another short post later! (By that I mean later. Like, right after this post.)

  (The last sentence reminds me of ‘kiss my ass’ or something. Hehehehe.)

  (Hey, finally, a piece to do with the title of this blog! A snowflake! :D)


Ice Cream?

Here’s a short poem I worked hard to write out. :) All the rhyming words were hard to think of. :/

“I’m gonna go get ice cream,”
she said, walking off to the shop.
What ice cream?
A cone? A scoop? A fruit pop?

What kind?
Sundae? Sorbet? Gelato?
What flavour?
Lemon? Raspberry? Pistachio?

What colour?
Chartreuse? Cornflower? Lavender?
What toppings?
Sprinkles? Syrup? A wafer?

Why was that so abrupt?
Does she think I hate her?
Will she get anything for me?
Well, I’ll probably find out later.



Violet sky,
Streaks of magenta,
Clouds tinted coral.

Cornflower blue,
The silver cresent askew,
Floating, soft grey wisps.

A black backdrop,
Sparse, sparkling flecks of glitter,
Onyx shapes swimming by.

Quiet, still, desolate.
Complete absence of sound, life.
Time freezes. Am I all alone?

A dull, mundane grey
turns a soft periwinkle,
with cracks of scarlet flames.

Dawn peeks from under the horizon.
Reassured, I rest, because
Another day is waiting ahead.

  I don’t even know what I’m doing anymore. This was supposed to be a story prompt, Lizette! A story prompt! And look what happened! Well, I hope you liked it. :) This is all so new to me. :O