Mumbles Engine

I can remember sitting cross legged on the cement outside trying to decide what to play and we would always pick whose idea would win with a “song” as we went around the circle.  “Engine, engine, number 9 going down Chicago line, if the train should jump the tracks, do you want your money back?”   And that person would answer yes or no then we would continue.   “Y-e-s spells yes and you are it/not it.”  That person would then win or more often be disqualified, and we would do it all over again until only one person was left in the circle to pick the game.  I also recall “Bubble gum, bubble gum in a dish how many pieces do you wish? 1-2-3-4 and you are not it/it.”  And also “Eenny-meany, miny-mo catch a tiger by the toe, if he hollers let him go, eenny-meany miny-mo”  Brings back good memories.  Were there any other songs you used to say to pick a winner or looser on the playground as kids?

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – engine

Little One

adorable blur bubble child
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Yesterday I was reminiscing

Of the days of your youth

The days of snowflakes on your tongue

And angels in the snow

Bubbles flying through the air

And chalk drawings on the driveway

I remember laughter until your sides hurt

From the tickle monster attacks

And quiet moments spent

With cuddles on the couch

Watching Disney movies

And singing along

Bedtime stories and books

With “just one more page”

You will forever be my little one

Even though you are a woman I admire

And love with every cell in my body

Until I take my last breath

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – tickle

The Back Wall

we used to meet
at the back wall at recess
I’d hold your hand
and you would try to kiss me
but childhood dreams
can shatter with age
no star crossed lovers story for us
you went your way
and I went mine
but I often wonder
if we had tried harder
how different life would have been
but dreams only go forwards
there is no turning back
but still I’d like to ask
would you meet me at the back wall today

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – wall

Lollipop

Sugar on a stick
Give it a lick
Lollipop tastes so good
Wonder if I should
It’s not on my diet
I can’t help but try it
Cherry delight
Taste buds take flight
A return to childhood
If only I could
It turns my lips red
While thoughts in my head
Return to playgrounds
And the youthful sounds
Of happiness and laughter
Joys that I am after
and finally with a crunch
it ends my dessert from lunch

Asteroid Minific

For a lot of people today’s one word prompt of twinkle brings to mind the childhood rhyme Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.  I on the other hand remember a sheet of paper my Dad gave me years ago that read like this –

Scintillate, scintillate, asteroid minific,
Fain would I fathom your nature specific.
Exaltedly set in ether capacious,
A reasonable facsimile of a gem carbonaceous.
Scintillate, scintillate, asteroid minific,
Fain would I fathom your nature specific.

Ever since that day I would remember the “scientific” version of the rhyme.  I know there were a lot of other common rhymes or proverbs translated on that sheet as well, but for some reason this one stuck.

So scintillate little star… make a wish and feel like a kid again tonight.

Daily Prompt: Moon

via Daily Prompt: Moon

I wish I had a good picture of the moon… my camera is not that good though.  Last night my friend and I talked about how pretty the moon was as we went to dinner.  If it wasn’t a full moon it was sure close.  And why is it that is always looks so much bigger on the horizon than up above (I know, science and stuff right)?

People seem to be in love with the moon at times.  Just look at how many songs have lovers under a moon.  And it plays well in poetry setting a mood of romantic tones or even dark terror.  But my favorite use of the moon goes back a few years and was unfortunately lost recently.

My ex-husband did a lot of video taping of our daughter as she grew up.  Around the age of two she fell in love with the moon.  We had a tape of her talking so fast about, “The moon, the moon, moon, moon, moon!” that would always bring a smile.  Sadly when her dad passed away recently the DVD got overlooked and lost in the clean up.  But I will always remember the wide-eyed innocence and excitement my little one had for the light in the sky each night.

I still point out the moon to her some nights, but at nearly 22 it does not have that new discovery affect it did when she was so young.  It is nice to be able to look into the sky at night though and remember the wonders of childhood through the magic of her eyes.  Keep your mind young… really notice the moon or the first star at night.  Repeat the childhood rhyme of “Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight…” and make a wish.  The magic may just still be there.  (((HUGS)))