Tag Archives | Mitch

What are?

What are loud? Starting a car’s engine and hearing it roar.

What are silent? Walking down stairs at night to get water.

What are heavy? A soft sofa made of leather.

What are light?  A furry feather falling from the sky.

What are hard? A round rock rolling down a mountain.

What are soft? A fluffy pillow put on my bed.

What are cruel? A crazy cat chasing after a mini mouse.

What are kind?  A happy smiley human

I’ve never

I’ve never held a green and black quad bike

but I have ridden a dirt bike.

 

I’ve never visited spectacular Spain

but I have been to cosy Canada.

 

I’ve never heard the sound of a monster truck

but I have heard the music of an ice cream van on a summer day.

 

I want to paint hot

I want paint 

the taste of a pepper burning your tongue like fire,  

the smell of a fire smoking like a chimney, 

the sound of sausages sizzling on a hot grill and 

the  memory of the sunniest day on a sandy beach.