You're a Long Way From the Sea, Gulls!

Their 

orange beaks 

- a striking contrast 

to their white and gray feathers - 

open wide 

to let out 

shrieks 

and 

cries,

shrill 

and 

piercing,

 that echo 

through

the parking lot 

miles and miles 

from the sea.  

These seagulls 

scavenge 

in 

the desert.

©2011, Bridget Magee

Growing Me

Up my bottom my leotard crawls,
And my tu-tu has gotten too small -
Mom says I'm growing like a weed.

Do I need to get a three-three
To fit the bigger sized me-me?
I don't care - dancing is all I need.

 

©2011, Bridget Magee

Super Soup

Sniffle-sniffle
*sneeze*
Pass the thissues...
Please?
I dink I hab a cold.

Sip - sip
*slurp*
More thsoup?
*burp*
Eating thsoup neber gets old.

©2011, Bridget Magee

High Pitched Happiness

Puppy is near
With perked up ears
Looking cute as can be.

My very own voice
As if it has no choice
Climbs an octave higher than it should be.

"I wuv-wuv-wuv you, my Poochy-woo!
Cootchy-cootchy-cootchy-coo!"
My puppy makes me oh so happy, its true.

©2011, Bridget Magee

Posting Late

Sometimes I post late
I know it's not great
But our internet died
Better late than never...*sigh*

©2011, Bridget Magee

Twinkle Dinkle Fairies

Twinkle Dinkle
Fairies fly

Twinkle Dinkle
Way up high

Twinkle Dinkle
Fairies play

Twinkle Dinkle
All night and day

Twinkle Dinkle
Fairy is caught

Twinkle Dinkle
She fought a lot

Twinkle Dinkle
Fairies cried

Twinkle Dinkle
Fairy died

Twinkle Dinkle
Fairies mourn

Twinkle Dinkle
A new fairy is born

©2011, Bridget Magee

Off The Grid

Our internet connection went out
Mom let out a frustrated shout
Now that we are "off the grid"
Mom's reminded of being a kid
Her childhood was boring no doubt

©2011, Bridget Magee

After School Treat

Warm cookies and milk
A surprise after school treat

Warm cookies and milk
My day gets better with each cookie I eat

©2011, Bridget Magee

A Conversation with a Teenager...Between Rooms

Teenager: Mom, where...mumble...mumble...mumble.

Mom: What?

TA: I just said where are...mumble...mumble...mumble.

M:  Honey, I can't HEAR you.  Please come -

TA: WHAT?

M:  I CAN'T HEAR YOU!

TA: Gosh Mom! You don't have to yell!  I SAID where are my mumble...mumble!

M: COME HERE, PLEASE!

TA:  WHERE?

M: HERE!!!

A minute or two passes...

M: Finally!  What do you need?

TA: Where are my sunglasses?  I can't find them.

M: On top of your head.

TA:  Oh.

M: You're welcome.

©2011, Bridget Magee

Sleeping Foot-y

I sit

on my foot

at the kitchen table

while I do my homework. 

After a while,

I shift

in my seat

trying to get my bottom

 into a more

comfortable

position. 

I can't. 

So I slide my foot

out from under

my rump. 

At first

I have no feeling

in my foot. 

I jiggle,

wiggle,

tap it. 

Nothing. 

Then suddenly

pins and needles

attack. 

My every movement

brings

prickles

and

pain. 

I hold my breath

until

the stabbing passes

and

my foot

feels like my foot

again.

Note to self...don't sit on foot.

©2011, Bridget Magee

Limerick Limerick

When writing a limerick
There seems to be a trick
To pacing each rhyme
So as to keep perfect time -
This poetry form's a kick!

©2011, Bridget Magee

Princess Fatty Pants

It's sweltering hot outside,
But super cool within.
Kitty lies around the house
And waits for an unattended tin.

Lounging in the cool AC
Has caused Kitty to grow more fur -
With her extra wide girth
She has a really loud purr.

Kitty has really gotten huge -
She sometimes groans and pants.
I think I'll change her name
To Princess Fatty Pants.

©2011, Bridget Magee

Full Fridge

Mom went grocery shopping
And loaded up on food.
Now that the fridge is full
I'm in a terrific mood.

©2011, Bridget Magee

Washing Machine Woes

My stuffed Pup
Is losing his fluff -
He spends too much time in the washing machine.

He's got a splotch of grape jelly
On fur that's already smelly -
A whir through the wash cycle will leave him clean.

When he's finally spic and span,
I have a plan -
Avoid the washer by keeping Pup pristine.

©2011, Bridget Magee

Hurry Up and Wait

Wake up!
*yawn*
Quick!

Eat breakfast!
*gulp*
Hurry!

Get dressed!
*zip*
Pick up the pace!

Backpack?
Lunch?
"Got 'em"
Go, go, go!

Now I stand, stand, stand at the bus stop by the gate.

Why did I have to hurry, hurry, hurry up to wait?

©2011, Bridget Magee

Bake Sale

Bake
Cakes
Cookies
Pies and more
Priced to sell quickly
My school will totally score.

©2011, Bridget Magee

August Holiday

Which holiday is celebrated
In the month of August?
Not Halloween or Easter.
Kids haven't the foggiest.

But parents know
There is one liberating day
When the lazy days of summer end -
It's Back to School Day!

©2011, Bridget Magee

The Party is Over

The little girl guests have all left -
From their squealing I may be deaf.

The generous gifts have been unwrapped -
The dog's manic energy is finally zapped.

The puppy-shaped birthday cake has been eaten-
The entire house has been neatened.

The thank you notes are still left to write -
But for now, the party is over...goodnight.

©2011, Bridget Magee

Stink-O-Rama

Dad has beans for breakfast,
And beans for lunch.
He has beans for dinner -
Pop - Munch - Munch!

Dad is flatulent -
He really lets them rip.
He is always cutting them -
Womp - Poof - Pip!

©2011, Bridget Magee

Buckle Down

I climb in my booster seat
All ready to go.
When Dad says, "Buckle up!"
I must say, "No."

Dad asks, "Why?"
I answer, "But it's down."
Dad doesn't understand -
He just frowns.

I point to my seatbelt
And the place where it clicks.
"You should say, 'Buckle down!', Daddy,"
I say with a *click*.

©2011, Bridget Magee

Jake the Snake

Jake the snake slithers
Through the dense grass.
Jake the snake is spied
By Mr. Hawk flying past.

Jake the snake no longer slithers
Or flicks his tongue fast.
Jake the snake is gone -
Mr. Hawk's breakfast.

©2011, Bridget Magee

Coastal Hair

Usually my locks rock -
Smooth, straight and sleek.
But after time spent at the beach,
Looking in the mirror made me shriek.

My hair went wild -
Frizzy, fuzzy and curly.
I've never seen my hair
Looking quite so unruly.

I really tried to embrace
My new wild hair style.
As my hair went coastal,
I did my best to smile.

©2011, Bridget Magee

Styling Mo

Exactly eight years ago today
Our Maureen was born - Hooray!

Combine her sparkling eyes with her toothy smile,
Add her goofy giggle and you've got  Mo's unique style.

©2011, Bridget Magee

Pelican Fishing

The

Brown Pelicans

glide

effortlessly

through the salty air.

They

flap their wings

in intervals

flap-flap

float

flap-flap

float

keeping

their place

in the perfect

V-formation

as

they hug

the contours

of

the jagged

rocky 

coastline.

Abruptly

the lead Pelican

decides

they have arrived,

they have found the perfect spot

to 

fish.

The rest of the 

Brown Pelicans

shift

from a glide

to 

a controlled dive

plunging themselves

into

the churning 

blue-green ocean

hoping

for

a smackerel of mackerel.

©2011, Bridget Magee

Smashwich

I start with two slices of bread, bread, bread.
I schmear on peanut butter spread, spread, spread.
I cut bananas then mash, mash, mash.
I put it all together and smash, smash, smash.
Yum!

©2011, Bridget Magee

Pollination

From flower to flower
Bumblebees buzz
Collecting pollen
On their leg fuzz
Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

©2011, Bridget Magee

Lost Pet

My eyes are leaking.
My voice is squeaking.
I am so upset -
I lost my pet!

He's brown and round,
And enjoys the ground.
He's the best pet on the block -
I really miss my pet rock, Brock!

©2011, Bridget Magee

Puppy Therapy

When I am sad
Puppy licks my tears.

When I am mad
Puppy steers clear.

When I am excited
Puppy jumps for joy beside me.

When I am embarrassed
Puppy helps to hide me.

No matter my emotion
My puppy is there with me.

I get through life
With daily puppy therapy.

©2011, Bridget Magee

Changing Definitions of Sleep

Infants sometimes sleep and sometimes not.
Toddlers resist sleep a lot.

Kids, their bedtime they try to delay.
Teenagers stay up late to play.

College students' sleep patterns mimic the teens.
Adults + not enough sleep = lots of caffeine.

©2011, Bridget Magee

Radio Roulette

Dad flips through the radio stations
On the car stereo to stay awake.
I don't mind the music he picks so much,
It is his singing that is hard to take.

©2011, Bridget Magee