Comments on: An Army of Curious Eyes

By: Grammy and Me | Writer Dad — Writer Dad

Grammy and Me | Writer Dad — Writer Dad — Thu, 19 Nov 2009 14:01:54 +0000

[...] post about the teachable moment in the library ended with a short poem. My mom’s comment was a response in rhyme. The two of us went back [...]

By: Writer Dad

Writer Dad — Wed, 18 Nov 2009 18:02:57 +0000

I’ll look forward to Grammy Night, as I always do
But please, there’s no need for your cookies or stew
I’d rather you knock on the door right on time
A Thursday on schedule would be so sublime
While we’re on the subject, my mother so dear
Can you please not bring any chotskys ’round here?
Seriously, we’re swimming in a sea of detritus
And I’m afraid the navigation will give me arthritis
Please bring your smile, your wit and your charm
Do it on time and we’ll ring the alarm
We’ll call in the media so they too can witness
Your attempt at finding some on the dot fitness

Love you too. : > )

By: Writer Dad

Writer Dad — Wed, 18 Nov 2009 18:02:00 +0000

Love you too. : > )

By: writerdad's mom

writerdad's mom — Wed, 18 Nov 2009 17:55:42 +0000

Oh, pshaw, boy, of that there’s no doubt
you have talent like a tile store has grout.

we could keep going like this, you and I
but you’re right, I would rather go eat some pie.
While this is great fun,I could go all day
I have things to do and places to play
laundry to do, dishes to wash
cats to feed , perhaps a roach to squash.
I’ll cut it short now and bid you adieu
See you at grammy nite with cookies or stew. (love you!)

By: writerdad's mom

writerdad's mom — Wed, 18 Nov 2009 17:55:00 +0000

Oh, pshaw, boy, of that there’s no doubt
you have talent like a tile store has grout.

By: Writer Dad

Writer Dad — Wed, 18 Nov 2009 17:13:21 +0000

How long can you do this, ’cause I’ve got all day
And you know I never run out of new things to say
I’ll rhyme in the morning and then rhyme at lunch
I’ll rhyme during dinner and I have a hunch
That I can keep going even when I am dreaming
The words in my head are all twisted and teeming
Foaming and frothing, all set to explode
Syllables spilling – I’m cracking the code
Chew on your cheeseburger, swallow your shake
Feast on your french fries and dream about steak
If you wanna keep going, you know I’m right here
I’ll keep this thread running till the end of the year

By: Writer Dad

Writer Dad — Wed, 18 Nov 2009 17:13:00 +0000

By: writerdad's mom

writerdad's mom — Wed, 18 Nov 2009 17:04:49 +0000

Yep, you were a wild one, I can’t disagree,
but they say the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.
Encourage a young one with humor and praise
and it should pay off for the rest of your days.
I’m so glad you had such a great, twisted brain
now you can write without feeling no pain (double negative, nix)
Creativity’s fun, of that there’s no doubt
just have the confidence to let it all out.

all this rhyming is making me dizzy and weak, I think
a big cheesburger I will go seek!!!!

By: writerdad's mom

writerdad's mom — Wed, 18 Nov 2009 17:04:00 +0000

all this rhyming is making me dizzy and weak, I think
a big cheesburger I will go seek!!!!

By: Writer Dad

Writer Dad — Wed, 18 Nov 2009 15:44:41 +0000

Hiya Kool Aid!

Yeah, my mom definitely encouraged my experimentation with language, for better or worse. : > ) She allowed me to swear at a very early age, though never in public which is a good thing. Basically, she taught me that all words have value and it’s a lesson I’ve never forgotten. I loved the moment in the library, saw the potential, perhaps for the first time, for what I can do with my writing, and grew instantly excited about my upcoming book. Even more than I already was!