A fox trot above my head
SCARLET CONFESSION. A little nest of haikus, poems, doodles, sketches, edits, writings, photography. Add a little dash of fun in the sun, and there you have it, the little things in life which make it more worthwhile.
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title: Feel the float.
date: Friday, May 13, 2011 at 11:45 PM
Run and feel the wind beneath your hair,
jump and feel it catch you in the air.
Pull and feel the kite trap itself in the sky,
yank and feel the playful tug on the high.
Stand and feel the water hands between your toes,
twirl and feel the rainbow across the sky like arrows.
Labels: photography, poem, singapore
title: Off with her head!
date: Wednesday, May 11, 2011 at 7:44 AM
The White Rabbit prancing round,
round the tree and up and down.
The Queen of Hearts making a croquet shot
with a Flamingo, legs on top.
The March Hare leisurely sipping tea,
all dressed and bundled up in a tweed.
Twiddledee and Twiddledum,
wandering around like round bottles of rum.
The Chesire Cat filled with cheek,
and with a smile from which madness leaks.
The Mad Hatter, as eccentric he can be,
his ideas are something which actually mean.
And finally, there was Alice, once a little whee
and busy like a bumblebee.
One day, she found herself in a garden of red,
and the last thing she hears is, "OFF WITH HER HEAD."
Labels: photography, poem, singapore
title: Tippy-highs.
date: Monday, May 9, 2011 at 6:05 AM
The night of all nights where the gentlemen enter as charming white knights and the ladies prance and wander in their tippy-highs. Labels: photography, poem, singapore
title: Seasons sailing
date: Tuesday, January 18, 2011 at 6:55 AM
 Seasons sailingsummer breeze soothingyellow sun shininggentle fingers wavingcurious eyes sparklingsea green blades curvingthe hidden stalks dancingautumn wind blowingyellow sun dyingworn-out fingers curlingdull eyes sighingmouse brown blades flyingthe hidden stalks fadingLabels: descriptive, photography, poem, singapore
title: Feel the float.
date: Friday, May 13, 2011 at 11:45 PM
Run and feel the wind beneath your hair,
jump and feel it catch you in the air.
Pull and feel the kite trap itself in the sky,
yank and feel the playful tug on the high.
Stand and feel the water hands between your toes,
twirl and feel the rainbow across the sky like arrows.
Labels: photography, poem, singapore
title: Off with her head!
date: Wednesday, May 11, 2011 at 7:44 AM
The White Rabbit prancing round,
round the tree and up and down.
The Queen of Hearts making a croquet shot
with a Flamingo, legs on top.
The March Hare leisurely sipping tea,
all dressed and bundled up in a tweed.
Twiddledee and Twiddledum,
wandering around like round bottles of rum.
The Chesire Cat filled with cheek,
and with a smile from which madness leaks.
The Mad Hatter, as eccentric he can be,
his ideas are something which actually mean.
And finally, there was Alice, once a little whee
and busy like a bumblebee.
One day, she found herself in a garden of red,
and the last thing she hears is, "OFF WITH HER HEAD."
Labels: photography, poem, singapore
title: Tippy-highs.
date: Monday, May 9, 2011 at 6:05 AM
The night of all nights where the gentlemen enter as charming white knights and the ladies prance and wander in their tippy-highs. Labels: photography, poem, singapore
title: Seasons sailing
date: Tuesday, January 18, 2011 at 6:55 AM
Seasons sailingsummer breeze soothingyellow sun shininggentle fingers wavingcurious eyes sparklingsea green blades curvingthe hidden stalks dancingautumn wind blowingyellow sun dyingworn-out fingers curlingdull eyes sighingmouse brown blades flyingthe hidden stalks fading Labels: descriptive, photography, poem, singapore
Lime. Just another sour fruit on the surface. Green and round with a streak of yellow sourness inside. An extraordinary fruit who loves snap-snapping away to capture moments frozen in frames, who loves nodding away to melodies playing through headphones, who loves running around under the sun. Say hi, for lime does not bite. Not really. twitter | tumblr | formspring | threewords
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