pra chow son sum pak chen wan ni
son mop chi wit high car, lam chi wa pra ong lon pli,
pra chow son sum pak chen wan ni
cha pen ruo cha die, cha hua rock ruo rumhigh,
cha yu pua cha rak chun mod duan cay
cha yu pua cha glau leed cha baal ron ruan pra ong,
cha yu pua pleen sun rak shan pra naam pra ong
From the courtesy of Yuen
Sunday, October 14, 2007
A song in Thai
Khaawp khoon Yesu
Khaawp khoon Khaawp khoon Yesu,
Khaawp khoon Khaawp khoon Yesu,
Khaawp khoon, Khaawp khoon Yesh, Nu Mo Zai
From the courtesy of Yuen
Khaawp khoon Khaawp khoon Yesu,
Khaawp khoon Khaawp khoon Yesu,
Khaawp khoon, Khaawp khoon Yesh, Nu Mo Zai
From the courtesy of Yuen
Monday, October 8, 2007
Bikes
Dad's given us a bike each not new but shiny
Mum whispers he's been up till midnight painting and polishing
we ride them fast all over the farmdown the road past the store
over the bridge and back again
fast as the windpedalling hard
trying to ignore the feeling that maybe these bikes are making up for something we've lost.
Mum whispers he's been up till midnight painting and polishing
we ride them fast all over the farmdown the road past the store
over the bridge and back again
fast as the windpedalling hard
trying to ignore the feeling that maybe these bikes are making up for something we've lost.
Night song
Every night when Mum and Dad go to bed they talk.
Their voices are like music, lilting, humming, murmuring me to sleep.
Their voices are like music, lilting, humming, murmuring me to sleep.
Just me
sometimes I like being on my own down at the creek
in the far paddock or up on the hill.
in the quiet I hear everything cicadas chirp, cockatoos screech, bees hum, trees creak.
I lie on my back and stare up at blue.
in the far paddock or up on the hill.
in the quiet I hear everything cicadas chirp, cockatoos screech, bees hum, trees creak.
I lie on my back and stare up at blue.
Sugarcake bubble
Sugarcake, Sugarcake
Bubbling in a pot
Bubble, Bubble
Sugarcake Bubble thick and hot
Sugarcake, Sugarcake
Spice and coconut
Sweet and sticky
Brown and gooey
I could eat the lot.
From: Grace Nichols
Bubbling in a pot
Bubble, Bubble
Sugarcake Bubble thick and hot
Sugarcake, Sugarcake
Spice and coconut
Sweet and sticky
Brown and gooey
I could eat the lot.
From: Grace Nichols
Thursday, October 4, 2007
Taste of purple
Grapes hang purple
In their bunches,
Ready for September lunches,
Gather them, no minutes wasting.
Purple is Delicious tasting.
From: Leland B. Jacobs
In their bunches,
Ready for September lunches,
Gather them, no minutes wasting.
Purple is Delicious tasting.
From: Leland B. Jacobs
I like cabbage
I like eating cabbage,
Turnip, beetroot, cress,
Very smelly foreign cheese,
And, best, (you'll never guess)
It isn't chocolate or ice-cream,
No, no, it isn't custard,
My very best, my favourite food,
Is sausags with mustard.
From: John Kitching
Turnip, beetroot, cress,
Very smelly foreign cheese,
And, best, (you'll never guess)
It isn't chocolate or ice-cream,
No, no, it isn't custard,
My very best, my favourite food,
Is sausags with mustard.
From: John Kitching
My mouth
stays shut but food just finds a way
my tongue says we are full today but teeth just grin and say come in
i am alway hungry
From: Arnold Adoff
my tongue says we are full today but teeth just grin and say come in
i am alway hungry
From: Arnold Adoff
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