Frothy Fun

Today we are going to do an experiment; Let us put washing powder in vinegar! My son said. That's when I felt the ink Bubbling over; Like washing Powder in vinegar; In my mind. A frothy fun; A chemical reaction That worked! So the ink exploded In my brain! Boom! I had to write and write; Weave tales in Silky paper with violet streams Of ink Flowing central In my brain! With crimson And Azure And green I weaved stories of Cerulean skies Meadows of crayon flowers! With rainbow ink I weaved tales of winging birds, Flightless birds, birds of prey, Birds of paradises, Birds of hell. With rainbow ink I weaved tales of allegories, metaphors And matadors. Frothy fun kept being fruity And sad at times For I felt the pain of My queens and peasant girls. Yasemin Balandi Dedicated to my son.