"Time to go home.."
the children began crying.
But their crane ship had wandered high above flying.
Tony called it to come down.
But it ignored and swooped around.
The crane wanted to stay.
and flew on further away.
The thought, "Now how would they get home?
Well at least none of us are alone."
Then further up the beach
beyond staggering gingerbread feet,
They saw a small boy building boats.
"Noah's my name." he said, "And we're from the same place."
Over seas these boats float,
and fly through time and space.
"If you want to ride, you have to promise to race!"
He jumped in one of many and off he sped
And all children followed, Noah just led.
One boat for each and plenty to spare.
They flew back to Moh Goon
and breathed good old Moh Goon Air.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Ginger Bread Islands part 3
They moved forward and came to a break in the trees,
that opened up to a giant gingerbread party.
Gingerbread people dancing and jumping.
Gingerbread monkeys swinging and landing without thumping.
There were all kinds of music and all kinds of games
and all kinds of foods with strange sounding names.
They played for while when someone said,
"It getting to crowded!"
"Let's move up to the beach," another eagerly shouted.
So the rumbled along, past the Tea Bear table
Who waved and then joined walking on all fours
or upright if they were able.
They came to the sand castles and saw Win and Mark
and barley made out August as it was getting dark.
They set up torches and grills and fires.
The used magic to grow the sand castles higher.
Soon they had a sand city and partied till dawn.
Finally when the sun rose, the kids started to yawn.
that opened up to a giant gingerbread party.
Gingerbread people dancing and jumping.
Gingerbread monkeys swinging and landing without thumping.
There were all kinds of music and all kinds of games
and all kinds of foods with strange sounding names.
They played for while when someone said,
"It getting to crowded!"
"Let's move up to the beach," another eagerly shouted.
So the rumbled along, past the Tea Bear table
Who waved and then joined walking on all fours
or upright if they were able.
They came to the sand castles and saw Win and Mark
and barley made out August as it was getting dark.
They set up torches and grills and fires.
The used magic to grow the sand castles higher.
Soon they had a sand city and partied till dawn.
Finally when the sun rose, the kids started to yawn.
Ginger Bread Islands part 2
Kelly flew up the dunes, and some castles of sand
Into the shaded, jungled, mysterious land.
August and Kaming
got dealt in some leaves
While Win and Mark joined
some gingerbread girls in the breeze
The rest of the crew went into the jungle
And heard commotion so big ahead it hummed and rumbled
They slowed steps for caution
and got low to the ground
Was there monsters ahead?
Better not make a sound.
A "PSSt!" and a "Hey!"
growled loudly from the right.
When the children turned they were given a fright.
A group of old Bears
Sat round a table
Calling them to come over.
and "Walk, don't crawl, if you are able."
The Children Cautiously approached,
Kelly hand made a sign.
The Tea bears signed back.
"Our bears", Kelly called, "It's fine."
They sat at the table and were offered some tea.
"Po Lei or Sow Mei," said a bear.
"Wait," said another, "they can't drink caffeine."
"Chrysanthemum then." said Gary from behind.
They drank tea and ate dim sum
When out the question came on their minds.
"What's all the noise over there?"
said Tony the old Hawk.
"I guess you'll have to go find out. Tell us when you do."
Said the old bears.
And so the now well fed children continued toward the rumbling.
Into the shaded, jungled, mysterious land.
August and Kaming
got dealt in some leaves
While Win and Mark joined
some gingerbread girls in the breeze
The rest of the crew went into the jungle
And heard commotion so big ahead it hummed and rumbled
They slowed steps for caution
and got low to the ground
Was there monsters ahead?
Better not make a sound.
A "PSSt!" and a "Hey!"
growled loudly from the right.
When the children turned they were given a fright.
A group of old Bears
Sat round a table
Calling them to come over.
and "Walk, don't crawl, if you are able."
The Children Cautiously approached,
Kelly hand made a sign.
The Tea bears signed back.
"Our bears", Kelly called, "It's fine."
They sat at the table and were offered some tea.
"Po Lei or Sow Mei," said a bear.
"Wait," said another, "they can't drink caffeine."
"Chrysanthemum then." said Gary from behind.
They drank tea and ate dim sum
When out the question came on their minds.
"What's all the noise over there?"
said Tony the old Hawk.
"I guess you'll have to go find out. Tell us when you do."
Said the old bears.
And so the now well fed children continued toward the rumbling.
Monday, October 19, 2009
The ginger bread Islands.
One day in Boston at Woo Ching White Crane
The students were bored. Kelly said, “This is lame!”
“Let’s go have some fun! Let’s go play some games!”
All of the students were thinking the same.
“How would they get there?”
“Let’s Fly on this Crane!”
The shout came from Tony, the Hawk folding paper.
When he was finished he blew on it,
And it grew greater and greater.
Now as large as the room and as glorious as their minds
The paper crane plane opened up and they stepped inside.
They sat on the floor furnished and flown by meditation
And the crane lifted off flying on the power of imagination.
They flew through the city, right through the concrete
Damaging nothing, not even rising form their seats.
And they flew all different directions or
Perhaps all the same,
Landing in a Ginger Ale ocean
sweetened with sugar cane.
They looked above deck in their paper crane ship,
just as thud came from a giant something they hit.
“Where are we?” shouted August
seeing what they hit was a beach.
and shouting to gingerbread people playing
cards with big leaves.
One answered,
“The Ginger Bread Islands in the Ginger Ale Seas
The home of Tea Bears and Ginger Monkeys.
And our ginger bread people making ginger honey.
These and many others co-exist peacefully.”
“Thank you and onward then.” Shouted Kelly jumping ashore.
Whatever lay ahead would certainly not be a bore.
The students were bored. Kelly said, “This is lame!”
“Let’s go have some fun! Let’s go play some games!”
All of the students were thinking the same.
“How would they get there?”
“Let’s Fly on this Crane!”
The shout came from Tony, the Hawk folding paper.
When he was finished he blew on it,
And it grew greater and greater.
Now as large as the room and as glorious as their minds
The paper crane plane opened up and they stepped inside.
They sat on the floor furnished and flown by meditation
And the crane lifted off flying on the power of imagination.
They flew through the city, right through the concrete
Damaging nothing, not even rising form their seats.
And they flew all different directions or
Perhaps all the same,
Landing in a Ginger Ale ocean
sweetened with sugar cane.
They looked above deck in their paper crane ship,
just as thud came from a giant something they hit.
“Where are we?” shouted August
seeing what they hit was a beach.
and shouting to gingerbread people playing
cards with big leaves.
One answered,
“The Ginger Bread Islands in the Ginger Ale Seas
The home of Tea Bears and Ginger Monkeys.
And our ginger bread people making ginger honey.
These and many others co-exist peacefully.”
“Thank you and onward then.” Shouted Kelly jumping ashore.
Whatever lay ahead would certainly not be a bore.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
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