Showing posts with label poems for children. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poems for children. Show all posts

Sunday, January 11, 2015

Commitment

Dear Trisha @ The Miss Rumphius Effect:
   Last year (2014) I had a falling out with a very dear friend, Poetry. This year I hope to make amends and start by sitting down, Sunday mornings for the Monday poetry stretch.
 Today I am happy to post a response to the Shadorma Prompt.

 Purrfect

Cat napping
on cashmere sweater
kneading dough
the purr low
such sweaters make perfect mats
for elegant cats

This poem was dictated to me by Mittens, on January 11, 2015
the oracle awakes

Saturday, July 04, 2009


Firefly Poem (revision) Photo Creative Commons
Originally uploaded by V31S70

Mami said let's ride in the car;
I wore my pajamas and she drove very far...

We went through a forest, thick with dark trees.
I slept the whole way with my head on my knees.

Then she stopped, got out, at the top of a hill
Where we spread out a blanket and sat very still.

Diamonds were falling, a dazzling delight;
Bright-eyed were we by firefly light.

Wednesday, July 01, 2009


Happy Sheep
Originally uploaded by David Masters

The Fisheep (a fantasy mammal/fish)

Unlike a true fish
the fisheep doesn't swim very deep
rather, it swishes along and floats
like something made of cotton but a boat.

Sunday, May 31, 2009


common toad waiting for food
Originally uploaded by bjortklingd

(As you can see, this is a "common toad," a distant relative of the Toadonkey whose ears are, of course, much bigger.)

Toadonkeys

Very rare and hard to spot.
The largest of farm toads,
more toad than not.
Their spring song is more a bray
familiar like a mare
but not quite a neigh
nay, I say its hard to say
exactly as they are so seldom seen or heard.
They're fast with their legs up front;
they kick behind in a huge gallump.
A miniature seesaw,
they sometimes sing heehaw, heehaw!

Monday, May 25, 2009


summer is dancing
Originally uploaded by alicepopkorn




I Love Summer Time

I like to feel the sun shine
I like to dip my feet in water cold
I like to skip between the chalk lines
until my days grow old

I like it if the birds still sing
When my dreams take wing,
when it's light,
And the fireflies light up the night

I love summer time
flavored ices bought with dimes
knees scraped and banged up blue
all my wild days long overdue

Monday, April 06, 2009


Pip the Cat
Originally uploaded by garagesoap

is rather flip.
He skit-skats
across the mats.
Wanting so to be outdoors,
he runs across the floors.
Pip isn't one to nip or nap.
He's a purrfect chap.
Furry, always in a hurry, very purry.