zoe sings a kenyan folk song:
ze ze ze zikumi za
but she doesn’t know
the spelling, or
what the words mean;
just loves the z’s
echoing her name
and tells me in soccer
she scored a goal
for the other team
she kicked the ball
into someone’s stomach
she is sharp, fast
but not always aimed
in the right direction;
a danger more blunderbuss scatter
than sniper precision
some days are like that
i say. choose your targets
and come home singing
those z’s that buzz a tongue
This was very fun and playful Susan.
Reminds me of when in yoga we put our tongue on the roof of our mouth and buzzz like a bee.
Thank you, Teresa! Yes, all those z’s are fun, aren’t they? 🙂
Love it 🙂
Thanks, Boomie. Changed it up a bit from the FB one 😉
tongue twister! Great!
Ah kids… is this about yours? Either way, great poem. I really like the z sounds up top, very musical.
Yep–this is Zoe, my life-driven dervish. Tried to catch her in here, but she moves so damned fast, not sure I did 😉
You did catch her there Susan ~ love the zzzzz’s not being related to sleep ~ love that Zoe loves them because they echo her name ~ looks to me like she’s got a sound compass 🙂
Aw, thanks, Polly!
🙂 thanks, Green!
Such fun in this a nice happy one
🙂 thanks! Zoe does that–she is so bright & fun.
I see a happy child, feet manoeuvring, song in her heart, determined, relishing the moment.
That’s her 😉
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A link to this poem can now be found at ‘edge of frog’
oh, thank you!
Your ability to churn words out of every situation is so amazing, Susan. 🙂
Thanks, Celestine–I had to when my Z was singing all those Zs 😉