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.