Tuesday, 21 February 2012

The Never Empty Plate

Ben had just finished his 7 course meal yet he wanted MORE!
‘I’m hungry’ whined Ben.
‘STILL? You just finished eating dinner!’ cried mum
‘Pleeeeeeeeeease’ Ben persisted      
‘Fine!’ said mum.
Mum walked to the kitchen, her eyes gleaming.
She came back with one sandwich in her right hand.
‘I want MORE than one!’
Mum produced a porcelain plate from behind her; on the plate it said “Mai Vuota, Sempre Pieno”
‘What does this mean?’ Ben asked, pointing to the writing
Mum glanced at it
‘I think it means never…empty, always…full, in Italian’
‘Weird saying on a plate’ said Ben, frowning
Mum didn’t reply, only smiled
She lay the plate down, placing the sandwich on top
Ben stared in confusion.
‘Wait!’ said mum
She walked back to the office, chuckling.
‘She’s gone mad!’ Ben muttered
He rubbed his eyes tiresomely when he heard a bang, opening his eyes, a pile of cheese sandwiches appeared!
Ben ate until the whole plate was empty then there was another bang, so another pile came, Ben kept on eating...
The next POP...was Ben
Mum went to check on Ben, only finding a sandwich on his bed
‘Hmm! I am peckish’ and ate the Ben sandwich.

Dreams

My eyes, so tiresome, start to close
Yet my mind already knows,
That it is time to be free
And let the dreams be a mystery,

In my weird and wonderful dream
It all can be strange and also seem,
Like being in a fantastic fairy land
It could even look boringly bland.

All my thoughts from the brighter day,
Could make all the dreams appear in a darker way.
I sometimes dream of a better place
Where there is less anger, but more grace

But my anonymous dreams must come to an ending
I wake up remembering a memory, which I was not intending.
I remember for a little bit
But then I just couldn't keep a grip

Never to know
From last nights dream show.
It will forever to be unknown
But a new dream awaits, to be shown.