Music box
Plays a tune
Morning, evening,
and afternoon.
Tinkly-plink,
I like to dance.
Plinky-tink,
In a trance.
On Vacation
On vacation,
We explore:
Beaches, restaurants,
Shops galore.
We tend to spend
A little more
On vacation
By the shore.
We explore:
Beaches, restaurants,
Shops galore.
We tend to spend
A little more
On vacation
By the shore.
Gift of Family
Wrapping paper
Is strewn about.
Best Christmas
Without a doubt.
The gifts were nice,
Under the tree.
But nothing's better
Than my family!
Is strewn about.
Best Christmas
Without a doubt.
The gifts were nice,
Under the tree.
But nothing's better
Than my family!
Santa's Pants
Santa's pants are snug.
Santa's pants are tight.
Too many cookies,
Worldwide last night.
Merry Christmas!
Santa's pants are tight.
Too many cookies,
Worldwide last night.
Merry Christmas!
The Man In Red
The man in red
On his sled
Is way ahead -
His foot is lead
So fast he sped.
Mother said,
"Go to bed!"
My bedspread
I fled,
Awaiting...
the
man
in
red.
On his sled
Is way ahead -
His foot is lead
So fast he sped.
Mother said,
"Go to bed!"
My bedspread
I fled,
Awaiting...
the
man
in
red.
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Biting Buttons
Biting buttons
On the couch.
Biting buttons
Cause an ouch.
Biting buttons
Are raised up.
Biting buttons
Hurt when you get up.
Biting buttons
Are a royal pain.
Biting buttons
I avoid in vain.
On the couch.
Biting buttons
Cause an ouch.
Biting buttons
Are raised up.
Biting buttons
Hurt when you get up.
Biting buttons
Are a royal pain.
Biting buttons
I avoid in vain.
Creative Crochet
loop, tie
poke, hook
pull, twist
stretch, look
Tis the Season
Tis the Season for
stockings and ice skates.
Tis the Season for
mittens and snow flakes.
Tis the Season for
bulbs and bright lights.
Tis the Season for
bells and cold nights.
Tis the Season for
holiday splendor.
Tis the Season -
we surrender.
Chocolate Temptation
I opened the door
To our fridge,
Lots of chocolate!
I wanted a smidge.
Mom made bonbons
For a Christmas gift.
I just wanted one -
I needed a lift.
I grabbed a piece,
In my mouth it went.
Mom saw my crime,
To bed I was sent.
To our fridge,
Lots of chocolate!
I wanted a smidge.
Mom made bonbons
For a Christmas gift.
I just wanted one -
I needed a lift.
I grabbed a piece,
In my mouth it went.
Mom saw my crime,
To bed I was sent.
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Path Pals
I jog the path,
Strangers jog by.
Out of breath
We wave, "hi".
Friendly folk
Trail exercise.
A healthy way
To socialize.
Strangers jog by.
Out of breath
We wave, "hi".
Friendly folk
Trail exercise.
A healthy way
To socialize.
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Working Instead of Washing
Mom's forehead
Is furrowed.
In her work
She's burrowed.
She's writing
And thinking.
And needs a shower -
She's stinking.
Is furrowed.
In her work
She's burrowed.
She's writing
And thinking.
And needs a shower -
She's stinking.
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Holiday Lights
Mom and Dad
Hanging lights.
This activity
Causes fights.
Some light bulbs
Are burnt out.
Dad's screaming,
Mommy pouts.
Tis the season
To be jolly?
Hanging lights -
Parent's folly.
Hanging lights.
This activity
Causes fights.
Some light bulbs
Are burnt out.
Dad's screaming,
Mommy pouts.
Tis the season
To be jolly?
Hanging lights -
Parent's folly.
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Warm Winter
The calendar
Says December.
But the weather
Feels September.
Still wearing flip-flops
In all the hues.
Come January,
Will I need shoes?
Says December.
But the weather
Feels September.
Still wearing flip-flops
In all the hues.
Come January,
Will I need shoes?
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Off to the Library
Off to the library
I go, go, go.
I'm walking kinda
Slow, slow, slow.
Books in my arms
Overflow, flow, flow.
A book slips down -
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Caught it quick,
Saved my toe, toe, toe.
My muscles and brain
Grow, grow, grow.
Off to the library
I go, go, go.
I go, go, go.
I'm walking kinda
Slow, slow, slow.
Books in my arms
Overflow, flow, flow.
A book slips down -
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Caught it quick,
Saved my toe, toe, toe.
My muscles and brain
Grow, grow, grow.
Off to the library
I go, go, go.
Southwestern Critters
Scorpion tail-up,
Poised to strike.
Gila Monster waddles
Next to my bike.
Javelina munch
My barrel cactus.
Bobcat saunters,
Aloof with practice.
Rattlesnake suns
Near my trowel.
When I notice
I jump and howl.
Coyotes yip
Their eerie cries.
Around every rock,
Another surprise.
Southwestern life –
Full of critters.
Desert animals
Give me the jitters.
12/12/12
Thinking of a poem
About today's date,
Is not an easy task -
It is hard to create.
Not a lot rhymes
With the word twelve.
Into my mind's eye
I dive and I delve.
I decide to just enjoy today
Not for its distinct date,
But because it's a gift -
So I'll make it great!
About today's date,
Is not an easy task -
It is hard to create.
Not a lot rhymes
With the word twelve.
Into my mind's eye
I dive and I delve.
I decide to just enjoy today
Not for its distinct date,
But because it's a gift -
So I'll make it great!
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10 Minutes from a Bathroom
1, 2, 3...
I've got to pee.
4, 5, 6...
I'm in a fix.
7, 8, 9...
I moan and whine.
Finally 10,
Home again.
(Made it in time,
Feeling fine.)
I've got to pee.
4, 5, 6...
I'm in a fix.
7, 8, 9...
I moan and whine.
Finally 10,
Home again.
(Made it in time,
Feeling fine.)
Canine Thievery
I bounce my ball,
Bounce, bounce, bounce.
Here comes puppy,
Pounce, pounce, pounce.
Puppy runs fast,
Stop, stop, stop!
Look, a treat!
Plop, plop, plop.
I got my ball
Back, back, back.
Full of spit,
Ack, ack, ack!
Bounce, bounce, bounce.
Here comes puppy,
Pounce, pounce, pounce.
Puppy runs fast,
Stop, stop, stop!
Look, a treat!
Plop, plop, plop.
I got my ball
Back, back, back.
Full of spit,
Ack, ack, ack!
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Headstand
Feet in the air,
Without a care.
Upside down,
I see you frown.
I like the view,
From below you.
I ask, "What's wrong?"
Your scowl is strong.
I turn upright,
To avoid a fight.
At last you leave,
I roll my sleeves.
Feet in the air,
Without a care.
Without a care.
Upside down,
I see you frown.
I like the view,
From below you.
I ask, "What's wrong?"
Your scowl is strong.
I turn upright,
To avoid a fight.
At last you leave,
I roll my sleeves.
Feet in the air,
Without a care.
Not Quite Flight
Bobbing feathers,
Quail walk by.
A loud noise,
They try to fly.
Bellies bulging,
Wings not strong.
Quail can't fly -
They're proportioned wrong.
Quail walk by.
A loud noise,
They try to fly.
Bellies bulging,
Wings not strong.
Quail can't fly -
They're proportioned wrong.
Beware of Baby
Tickle baby
On the tummy,
Right after
Something yummy?
Baby giggles,
Face lights up,
Until - OOPS!
He spits up.
On the tummy,
Right after
Something yummy?
Baby giggles,
Face lights up,
Until - OOPS!
He spits up.
Humid Hair
I twirl my tresses
Around my finger.
Movie star locks,
I'm a dead ringer.
But once I go out
In the humid air,
Things get ugly -
Frizz-bomb hair.
Around my finger.
Movie star locks,
I'm a dead ringer.
But once I go out
In the humid air,
Things get ugly -
Frizz-bomb hair.
Lazy Sunday
It is Sunday,
Today I lounge.
In the cupboard
I nonstop scrounge.
I move slowly,
I feel lazy.
I lay about -
Drives Mom crazy.
Today passes
Slow and steady.
But for Monday,
I get ready.
Must find my books,
Must take a shower.
Must pack a lunch,
My mood turns sour.
Today I lounge.
In the cupboard
I nonstop scrounge.
I move slowly,
I feel lazy.
I lay about -
Drives Mom crazy.
Today passes
Slow and steady.
But for Monday,
I get ready.
Must find my books,
Must take a shower.
Must pack a lunch,
My mood turns sour.
Shopped Out
I can not handle
Going to another store.We shopped 'til we dropped,
Then we shopped some more.
Puppy Welcome
Puppy jumps up
As I come in.
So excited -
Full body spin.
I have been gone
For oh so long.
Five whole minutes -
Her love is strong.
As I come in.
So excited -
Full body spin.
I have been gone
For oh so long.
Five whole minutes -
Her love is strong.
Bean Day
Baked beans for breakfast.
Baked beans for lunch.
Baked beans are delicious -
All day I munch.
But come supper,
No beans for me.
I'd much rather
Toast and tea.
Baked beans for lunch.
Baked beans are delicious -
All day I munch.
But come supper,
No beans for me.
I'd much rather
Toast and tea.
Lizard Hunt
Around the yard
Puppy runs.
Lizard hunt
In the sun.
Then she rests
Tired paws.
On a lizard
Puppy gnaws.
Puppy runs.
Lizard hunt
In the sun.
Then she rests
Tired paws.
On a lizard
Puppy gnaws.
Feel the Beat
I hear the beat,
I move my feet.
I shake my hips
with puckered lips.
Elbows swinging,
high pitched singing.
Music's in me -
wild and free.
I move my feet.
I shake my hips
with puckered lips.
Elbows swinging,
high pitched singing.
Music's in me -
wild and free.
Living In A Postcard
Looming mountains scrape
The periwinkle sky.
Puffy white clouds
Saunter on by.
We live in a postcard
Each and every day.
From the sun's arrival
To its setting ray.
The periwinkle sky.
Puffy white clouds
Saunter on by.
We live in a postcard
Each and every day.
From the sun's arrival
To its setting ray.
Movie Regret
In the movie
the monster was hairy.
I can't sleep,
it was scary.
I try to think
of something funny.
"Why are you laughing
in bed, honey?"
"Sorry, Mom, I'm
trying to forget.
Watching that movie
I now regret."
the monster was hairy.
I can't sleep,
it was scary.
I try to think
of something funny.
"Why are you laughing
in bed, honey?"
"Sorry, Mom, I'm
trying to forget.
Watching that movie
I now regret."
Catalog Shopper
Catalog obsessed
Little girl.
Dolls, clothes, toys -
Her mind swirls.
She wants it all,
But has no money.
"You must save
For yourself, honey."
Little girl.
Dolls, clothes, toys -
Her mind swirls.
She wants it all,
But has no money.
"You must save
For yourself, honey."
Turn of Events for Turkey
Turkey gobbles,
Turkey's loud.
Turkey struts,
Turkey's proud.
Beak held high,
Feathers fluffed.
Turkey's bold,
Until he's stuffed.
Turkey's loud.
Turkey struts,
Turkey's proud.
Beak held high,
Feathers fluffed.
Turkey's bold,
Until he's stuffed.
Airplane Trip
On a plane,
In the sky.
My ears pop,
When I cry.
I am stuck
In my seat.
Listening to
The engine's beat.
Can not wait
Until we land.
Seeing family
Is so grand.
In the sky.
My ears pop,
When I cry.
I am stuck
In my seat.
Listening to
The engine's beat.
Can not wait
Until we land.
Seeing family
Is so grand.
Arizoning
I stare
at the endless
expanse
of desert
sand
dotted
with scrub
and saguaros.
I am
Arizoning.
Double Dutch
Class bell rings,
My heart sings.
Recess time
Jump-rope line.
My turn next,
Muscles flexed.
Two ropes spin,
I jump in.
Jump-jump-slap.
Jump-jump-slap.
Jump.
Trip.
Flap.
Oops, I fell,
At the bell.
Recess passed
Way too fast.
My heart sings.
Recess time
Jump-rope line.
My turn next,
Muscles flexed.
Two ropes spin,
I jump in.
Jump-jump-slap.
Jump-jump-slap.
Jump.
Trip.
Flap.
Oops, I fell,
At the bell.
Recess passed
Way too fast.
Wet Pet
Puppy dog
Licks my toes.
Rubs my arm
With her nose.
She is sweet,
But too wet.
Maybe I need
A drier pet.
Licks my toes.
Rubs my arm
With her nose.
She is sweet,
But too wet.
Maybe I need
A drier pet.
Car Humiliation
Mom be-bops
When we stop
Near or far
In our car
Music's loud
For a crowd
Car behind
Wish were blind
I sit low
Home too slow
Must survive
'Til I drive
When we stop
Near or far
In our car
Music's loud
For a crowd
Car behind
Wish were blind
I sit low
Home too slow
Must survive
'Til I drive
Dog's Nature Channel
Through the window
Doggy stares
Despite the sun's
Blinding glare.
Her eyes don't move,
What does she see?
A scared rabbit
Under a tree.
She watches the world
Right next to me.
Our front window
Is her TV.
Doggy stares
Despite the sun's
Blinding glare.
Her eyes don't move,
What does she see?
A scared rabbit
Under a tree.
She watches the world
Right next to me.
Our front window
Is her TV.
Hummingbird War
Two birds
Fly fast
One feeder
Zip past.
Thrum, thrum.
Tweet, tweet.
Two beaks
Compete.
Fly fast
One feeder
Zip past.
Thrum, thrum.
Tweet, tweet.
Two beaks
Compete.
Dad's In Charge
When Mom's away,
Dad let's us play.
Pizza, movies,
cupcakes, smoothies.
We like it when
Dad's in charge.
Fun abounds -
Livin' large.
We miss Mom
and her loving ways.
But Dad is fun
for a few days.
Dad let's us play.
Pizza, movies,
cupcakes, smoothies.
We like it when
Dad's in charge.
Fun abounds -
Livin' large.
We miss Mom
and her loving ways.
But Dad is fun
for a few days.
Baby Yells
Baby yells
In the hall.
Mom shushes
Baby's call.
Slight echo
just enough
for others
to rebuff.
Baby doesn't
care one bit.
She keeps yelling -
Mom has a fit.
In the hall.
Mom shushes
Baby's call.
Slight echo
just enough
for others
to rebuff.
Baby doesn't
care one bit.
She keeps yelling -
Mom has a fit.
Dog Tired
Doggy's tired,
Doggy's beat.
Doggy won't get
on her feet.
She ran too much
around the yard.
Exercised off
her doggy lard.
Doggy's beat.
Doggy won't get
on her feet.
She ran too much
around the yard.
Exercised off
her doggy lard.
Election Day
Election day,
Your vote counts.
Exit pollsters
Like to pounce.
Cast your vote,
See who's elected.
Exercise your right,
Stay connected.
Your vote counts.
Exit pollsters
Like to pounce.
Cast your vote,
See who's elected.
Exercise your right,
Stay connected.
Mare in the Meadow
Mare in the meadow,
Dappled gray.
Munching on lunch,
Golden hay.
Horseflies buzz,
Silk tail sways.
Sees her rider,
Whinnies and neighs.
Dappled gray.
Munching on lunch,
Golden hay.
Horseflies buzz,
Silk tail sways.
Sees her rider,
Whinnies and neighs.
Halloween Hangover
Today I feel
Rather sick.
My belly aches
Ick, ick, ick!
Not sure why,
Could it be,
My late-night binge
On candy?
Rather sick.
My belly aches
Ick, ick, ick!
Not sure why,
Could it be,
My late-night binge
On candy?
It Is Halloween!
Don't be surprised
If you happen to see
A pirate, a ghoul,
A groovy hippie.
Tonight's the night
To see and be seen.
Have your treats ready,
It is Halloween!
If you happen to see
A pirate, a ghoul,
A groovy hippie.
Tonight's the night
To see and be seen.
Have your treats ready,
It is Halloween!
Pirate's Style
Pirate's got
cold, cold feet.
He needs warmth,
he needs heat.
He dons socks -
not any pair.
Aaaaargyl ones -
Pirate's flair.
cold, cold feet.
He needs warmth,
he needs heat.
He dons socks -
not any pair.
Aaaaargyl ones -
Pirate's flair.
Bad Dream
I tiptoe
down the hall.
It's so dark
I almost fall.
I find sis
in her loft,
sound asleep,
snoring soft.
I shake her
on the arm.
She's surprised,
I mean no harm.
I'm just scared -
a bad dream.
Creepy ghouls
made me scream.
Sis moves over,
I scoot and snuggle.
Then fall asleep
without a struggle.
down the hall.
It's so dark
I almost fall.
I find sis
in her loft,
sound asleep,
snoring soft.
I shake her
on the arm.
She's surprised,
I mean no harm.
I'm just scared -
a bad dream.
Creepy ghouls
made me scream.
Sis moves over,
I scoot and snuggle.
Then fall asleep
without a struggle.
Desert Decorations
Pumpkins on porches -
Cheery decorations.
Jack-o-lanterns or whole,
They cause complications.
Marauding night creatures -
Not zombie ballerinas.
Devouring pumpkins -
Horrible javelinas!
Cheery decorations.
Jack-o-lanterns or whole,
They cause complications.
Marauding night creatures -
Not zombie ballerinas.
Devouring pumpkins -
Horrible javelinas!
Pumpkin Jack
Pumpkin Jack
Orange and round.
Hollow and carved
On the ground.
Pumpkin Jack's
Empty smile
Candle lit
Seen for miles.
Pumpkin Jack's
Glowing face
Welcomes guests
To our place.
Orange and round.
Hollow and carved
On the ground.
Pumpkin Jack's
Empty smile
Candle lit
Seen for miles.
Pumpkin Jack's
Glowing face
Welcomes guests
To our place.
Ghost Gathering
Flying ghosts,
Howling ghosts,
Phantom guests,
Spooky hosts.
Don't need food
Or libations
For a "spirited"
Celebration.
ooooooooooooooo!
Howling ghosts,
Phantom guests,
Spooky hosts.
Don't need food
Or libations
For a "spirited"
Celebration.
ooooooooooooooo!
I Am A Writer
I read
I write
I use
megabytes
tip-tap
I type
work hard
don't gripe
story
poem
I write
at home
best job
worst pay
all day
word play
Autumn In the Desert
Autumn in the desert -
Slightly cooler weather.
After the sun goes down,
I sometimes need a sweater.
Leaves stay on trees -
I don't rake.
In fall I am happy
To no longer bake.
Slightly cooler weather.
After the sun goes down,
I sometimes need a sweater.
Leaves stay on trees -
I don't rake.
In fall I am happy
To no longer bake.
Fall Leaves
Fall leaves
Red, orange,
Yellow, too.
Fall leaves
R
a
i
n
d
o
w
n
on me,
R
a
i
n
d
o
w
n
on you.
Red, orange,
Yellow, too.
Fall leaves
R
a
i
n
d
o
w
n
on me,
R
a
i
n
d
o
w
n
on you.
Zoo Feet
My feet are sore
while I stroll the zoo.
My toes are cramped,
must be my shoes.
A blister develops -
I hobble instead of walk.
I don't want to see lions
or red-tailed hawks.
I'm in a lot of pain -
don't take my photograph.
I am going to sit awhile
on the bench by the giraffe.
while I stroll the zoo.
My toes are cramped,
must be my shoes.
A blister develops -
I hobble instead of walk.
I don't want to see lions
or red-tailed hawks.
I'm in a lot of pain -
don't take my photograph.
I am going to sit awhile
on the bench by the giraffe.
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Wrong Number
Sometimes when I sit
I hear a faint beep
Then a faraway voice,
"I'm trying to sleep!"
When this happens,
I get a pain in my gut.
I've dialed someone
Using my butt.
I hear a faint beep
Then a faraway voice,
"I'm trying to sleep!"
When this happens,
I get a pain in my gut.
I've dialed someone
Using my butt.
Cactus Shadow
The
towering
saguaro
cactus
with its
o-u-t-s-t-r-e-t-c-h-e-d a-r-m-s
looms
large
as it
casts
like
a
its black shadow across the driveway
fallen
victim
Mom Love
You were "Mommy"
when I was tiny.
You loved me
though I was whiny.
Then you became "Mom"
as I got older.
I rolled my eyes
and shrugged my shoulder.
Your love for me
was still there
despite my hormones
and teenage-death-stare.
Then you became "Patzy"
when I married Joe.
Enduring his flatulence -
you go with the flow.
Now you're "Grandma"
to my two daughters.
You've loved them
before they were talkers.
I love you, Mom,
you are the best.
Because you are my Mom
I feel blessed.
Happy Mother's Day!
when I was tiny.
You loved me
though I was whiny.
Then you became "Mom"
as I got older.
I rolled my eyes
and shrugged my shoulder.
Your love for me
was still there
despite my hormones
and teenage-death-stare.
Then you became "Patzy"
when I married Joe.
Enduring his flatulence -
you go with the flow.
Now you're "Grandma"
to my two daughters.
You've loved them
before they were talkers.
I love you, Mom,
you are the best.
Because you are my Mom
I feel blessed.
Happy Mother's Day!
Book Look
I check every shelf
for a popular book.
I can't seem to find it
no matter where I look.
I check the entire library,
including the encyclopedia.
Nothing about this book
is listed under "media".
I get asked to "Like".
I get asked to "Friend".
But without my own book
I can not comprehend.
The book I'm looking for
is filled with many faces.
Maybe I am looking
in all the wrong places?
Dad suggests the Internet,
so I have a look.
Finally I understand...
Facebook is not a book!
for a popular book.
I can't seem to find it
no matter where I look.
I check the entire library,
including the encyclopedia.
Nothing about this book
is listed under "media".
I get asked to "Like".
I get asked to "Friend".
But without my own book
I can not comprehend.
The book I'm looking for
is filled with many faces.
Maybe I am looking
in all the wrong places?
Dad suggests the Internet,
so I have a look.
Finally I understand...
Facebook is not a book!
Who Am I?
I live in a mobile home
I carry on my back.
I walk slow and steady -
Speed is what I lack.
Being slow is not bad,
That's not what Hare would say.
While he speeds through the race
I'm enjoying this spring day.
Who am I?
I carry on my back.
I walk slow and steady -
Speed is what I lack.
Being slow is not bad,
That's not what Hare would say.
While he speeds through the race
I'm enjoying this spring day.
Who am I?
One Too Many Bananas
One banana,
two bananas,
three bananas,
four...
Oh no, I'm
s
l
i
p
p
i
n
g
on the floor!
*splat*
two bananas,
three bananas,
four...
Oh no, I'm
s
l
i
p
p
i
n
g
on the floor!
*splat*
My Very Own Pet
At the pet store,
Heading for the door,
I beg for my very own pet.
Dad says, "Move along."
Mom hums a song.
"I'm not leaving," I threat.
They continue to walk,
In the aisle I balk,
I am spitting mad.
They say, "No,
It's time to go!"
I feel horribly bad.
I scream, "I need a pet!
Furry or wet!"
Mom and Dad don't care.
"All I want is a dog,
A bird or a frog -
It's just not fair!"
I make a quick move.
I've got something to prove -
The exit door I block.
My case I present,
Mom starts to relent.
Dad says, "How about a pet rock?"
It's not a dog
Or a bird or a frog,
But what am I to do?
I know it's not the same -
A pet rock is pretty lame,
But at least it doesn't poo.
Heading for the door,
I beg for my very own pet.
Dad says, "Move along."
Mom hums a song.
"I'm not leaving," I threat.
They continue to walk,
In the aisle I balk,
I am spitting mad.
They say, "No,
It's time to go!"
I feel horribly bad.
I scream, "I need a pet!
Furry or wet!"
Mom and Dad don't care.
"All I want is a dog,
A bird or a frog -
It's just not fair!"
I make a quick move.
I've got something to prove -
The exit door I block.
My case I present,
Mom starts to relent.
Dad says, "How about a pet rock?"
It's not a dog
Or a bird or a frog,
But what am I to do?
I know it's not the same -
A pet rock is pretty lame,
But at least it doesn't poo.
Icky Sicky
Throat is achy.
Tummy is icky.
Woke up feeling
Super sicky.
Off to the doctor's,
Don't want a shot.
Got a prescription,
Medicine's bought.
Must get healthy
And be well soon.
Got a field trip
Thursday at noon.
Tummy is icky.
Woke up feeling
Super sicky.
Off to the doctor's,
Don't want a shot.
Got a prescription,
Medicine's bought.
Must get healthy
And be well soon.
Got a field trip
Thursday at noon.
Cleaning Day
Cleaned the tub,
dusted my room.
Swept the floor -
with a broom.
Washed the dishes -
every single one.
Finished my chores,
it's time for fun!
dusted my room.
Swept the floor -
with a broom.
Washed the dishes -
every single one.
Finished my chores,
it's time for fun!
Watermark Moon
The outline
of the moon is a
translucent whisper
against the cobalt afternoon
sky - a lunar watermark
reminding me that I am
a part of the Universe
unseen.
Dog Farts
Dog stretches, dog shifts -
her bottom she lifts.
She lets out a toot -
down the couch I scoot.
her bottom she lifts.
She lets out a toot -
down the couch I scoot.
Fat Lizard
Fat lizard, fat lizard
What did you eat?
You're so chubby
You've got slow feet.
How many crickets?
Too many flies?
Roadrunner nabs you -
He barely tries.
What did you eat?
You're so chubby
You've got slow feet.
How many crickets?
Too many flies?
Roadrunner nabs you -
He barely tries.
Happy May Day!
Around the pole we dance,
Flinging flowers we prance.
Blossoms in the air,
Petals in my hair.
Hip, hip, hooray!
Happy May Day!
AC Relief
It's a blazing hot day,
but I stay cool.
The AC's on high
at my school.
I need a sweater
in my classroom.
It's even colder
in the bathroom.
When the final bell rings,
I'm back in the heat.
So I rush to the bus -
another air conditioned seat.
but I stay cool.
The AC's on high
at my school.
I need a sweater
in my classroom.
It's even colder
in the bathroom.
When the final bell rings,
I'm back in the heat.
So I rush to the bus -
another air conditioned seat.
Slumber Party
sleepover
torment Rover
movie night
popcorn fight
up late
so great
next morn
Mom's horn
too early
so surly
bleary eyed
brain fried
Mom. Shouldn't. Text.
I text Mom
And I know
Her response
Will be slow.
She hunts,
She pecks.
Her spelling
She must check.
Mom won't LOL
When she laughs out loud -
Reducing words
Is not allowed.
Text messaging -
Mom hasn't the knack.
It's always easier
To call her and yak.
And I know
Her response
Will be slow.
She hunts,
She pecks.
Her spelling
She must check.
Mom won't LOL
When she laughs out loud -
Reducing words
Is not allowed.
Text messaging -
Mom hasn't the knack.
It's always easier
To call her and yak.
Hey, Batter-Batter...Swing!
The first pitch
I swing and miss.
But the next,
bat and ball kiss.
I run to first base
Along the chalk line.
I keep going -
Coach makes the sign.
I pass second,
Sprint toward third.
My teammates are waving -
They look absurd.
As I round third,
I hear the crowd howl.
I finally realize
My hit was foul!
I swing and miss.
But the next,
bat and ball kiss.
I run to first base
Along the chalk line.
I keep going -
Coach makes the sign.
I pass second,
Sprint toward third.
My teammates are waving -
They look absurd.
As I round third,
I hear the crowd howl.
I finally realize
My hit was foul!
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Pocket Poem
A poem in my pocket
Is trying to get out -
Pushing against my seam,
It wants to shout.
"I'm here!
Hear me rhyme!
Free me from
This linty grime!"
I take out my poem
And share it with you.
Check your pocket,
Maybe you have one too?
Happy Poem in Your Pocket Day!
Is trying to get out -
Pushing against my seam,
It wants to shout.
"I'm here!
Hear me rhyme!
Free me from
This linty grime!"
I take out my poem
And share it with you.
Check your pocket,
Maybe you have one too?
Happy Poem in Your Pocket Day!
The Swagger of Spring
Rooted
firmly in April,
spring
explodes
with a cacophony
of color
emblazoning
the green canvas
of nature
with vibrancy and vitality.
Slide Ride
I clambered up the ladder,
Rung over rung.
At the tip top
The hot metal stung.
I pushed my body forward,
Feet first - zoom!
Off the end I flew
Onto my bottom - boom!
Rung over rung.
At the tip top
The hot metal stung.
I pushed my body forward,
Feet first - zoom!
Off the end I flew
Onto my bottom - boom!
Sleepy Head
I can't fall asleep,
So out of bed I creep.
I'm not usually a sneak,
But I just have to peek.
At Mom and Dad's TV show -
They'll never know.
I laugh and I cry,
In the dark hallway I lie.
Now I'm in a drowsy state
Because I've stayed up so late.
I creep back to my bed -
An absolute sleepy head.
So out of bed I creep.
I'm not usually a sneak,
But I just have to peek.
At Mom and Dad's TV show -
They'll never know.
I laugh and I cry,
In the dark hallway I lie.
Now I'm in a drowsy state
Because I've stayed up so late.
I creep back to my bed -
An absolute sleepy head.
Nose Whistle
I hear a whistle
When I breath.
I wipe my nose
On my sleeve.
It doesn't help -
The whistle's louder.
I try to sneeze
With pepper powder.
Ah-choo, ah-choo, ah-choo!
Now I'm wheezing.
My whistle's gone,
But I can't stop sneezing.
When I breath.
I wipe my nose
On my sleeve.
It doesn't help -
The whistle's louder.
I try to sneeze
With pepper powder.
Ah-choo, ah-choo, ah-choo!
Now I'm wheezing.
My whistle's gone,
But I can't stop sneezing.
Almost Summer
Spring's heating up
Time's speeding up
It's almost summer
The weather's warm
Shorts are the norm
Still in school - bummer
Time's speeding up
It's almost summer
The weather's warm
Shorts are the norm
Still in school - bummer
Quail Nesting
A quail nests
In our planter block.
I try to be quiet
But I give it a shock.
It squawked, flapped,
Jumped and flew.
And landed on
You know who.
I squawked, flapped,
Jumped and said,
"That quail landed
On my head!"
I ended up getting
The biggest shock.
From a quail nesting
In our planter block.
In our planter block.
I try to be quiet
But I give it a shock.
It squawked, flapped,
Jumped and flew.
And landed on
You know who.
I squawked, flapped,
Jumped and said,
"That quail landed
On my head!"
I ended up getting
The biggest shock.
From a quail nesting
In our planter block.
Remote Envy
Brother flips the channels
Flip, flip, flip.
All the shows I want
Skip, skip, skip.
I ask for the remote
Please, please, please?
Brother says, "Later..."
Tease, tease, tease.
I ask him, "Later?
How, how, how?
It's our bedtime...
Now, now, now!"
Flip, flip, flip.
All the shows I want
Skip, skip, skip.
I ask for the remote
Please, please, please?
Brother says, "Later..."
Tease, tease, tease.
I ask him, "Later?
How, how, how?
It's our bedtime...
Now, now, now!"
D.I.Y. Dad
Under the hood,
Dad likes to tinker.
He fixes the car
And becomes a stinker.
Oil and gas and
Cleaning stuff
Make him smelly
And his hands rough.
But when Dad stinks,
I don't care -
Cause he saves money
With his auto repair.
Dad likes to tinker.
He fixes the car
And becomes a stinker.
Oil and gas and
Cleaning stuff
Make him smelly
And his hands rough.
But when Dad stinks,
I don't care -
Cause he saves money
With his auto repair.
Egg Evidence
White shards
of
shell
add to the
mosaic
of our gravel
driveway.
Evidence
of an
emergence
in
plain sight.
Wet Jog
I slip and slog
Through my jog
In the cold,
Miserable rain.
Precipitation
Mixed with
Perspiration is
A total pain.
A total pain.
Weird Dream
I clucked like a duck,
I honked like a cow.
I'm not sure why,
I don't know how.
Maybe the moon
Or something I ate?
My unconscious went wild
During my dream state.
I honked like a cow.
I'm not sure why,
I don't know how.
Maybe the moon
Or something I ate?
My unconscious went wild
During my dream state.
Coyote Hunts
Cunning hunter
On the rocky canyon floor
Yips and yowls to the
Others in his pack
Tracking their prey in the
Early morning hours
On the rocky canyon floor
Yips and yowls to the
Others in his pack
Tracking their prey in the
Early morning hours
Ambiguous Answer
I ask Mom,
"Can I go?"
A simple yes
or a simple no.
But Mom can't
answer that way.
answer that way.
She hems and haws
and has this to say,
"Probably...maybe...
...I don't know...
...maybe yes...
...maybe no..."
*Ugh*
Date Night
Lipstick,
Perfume.
Cuff links,
Fresh bloom.
Nice dress,
Clean suit.
High heels,
Mom's cute?
Parents out,
Date night.
Babysitter,
Bedtime fight.
Perfume.
Cuff links,
Fresh bloom.
Nice dress,
Clean suit.
High heels,
Mom's cute?
Parents out,
Date night.
Babysitter,
Bedtime fight.
Last Day of Spring Break
Today's the last day
Of Spring Break.
Is there an illness
I can fake?
I want to miss
School tomorrow.
Have a cough
I can borrow?
Of Spring Break.
Is there an illness
I can fake?
I want to miss
School tomorrow.
Have a cough
I can borrow?
Egg Hunt
I search high,
I search low.
I look fast,
You look slow.
One egg, two eggs,
Three eggs, four...
In the lamp?
On the floor?
Where are the eggs?
In the living room?
Ten more to find -
Don't vacuum!
Finally we find
Every egg but one.
I can hardly wait
For the stink to come.
I search low.
I look fast,
You look slow.
One egg, two eggs,
Three eggs, four...
In the lamp?
On the floor?
Where are the eggs?
In the living room?
Ten more to find -
Don't vacuum!
Finally we find
Every egg but one.
I can hardly wait
For the stink to come.
Teen Birthday Haiku
Birthday teenager
Celebrates by sleeping in -
A slumber party.
(Luckily it's Spring Break...)
Poetry Headache
My
cranium
constricts
as I
contemplate
condensed
idyllic
lyrical
word choice
combinations.
*ouch*
I Swear!
My sister acts lame,
I get the blame -
Oh, I want to swear!
I stub my toe,
My brother says, "So?"
Oh, I want to swear!
My tongue is itchy
And kind of twitchy -
Oh, I want to swear!
Now that I am alone,
I risk fire and brimstone
And I swear,
"JIMINY-CRICKET-SON-OF-A-BISCUIT!"
Oh, I feel better...I swear!
I get the blame -
Oh, I want to swear!
I stub my toe,
My brother says, "So?"
Oh, I want to swear!
My tongue is itchy
And kind of twitchy -
Oh, I want to swear!
Now that I am alone,
I risk fire and brimstone
And I swear,
"JIMINY-CRICKET-SON-OF-A-BISCUIT!"
Oh, I feel better...I swear!
Weekend Overload
I do not recommend
Such a busy weekend.
I went for a swim,
Worked out at the gym.
I rode my bike,
And went for a hike.
I vacuumed and mopped,
Then grocery shopped.
I need to recover
Under my bed cover.
Rest 'til Friday then,
Do it all again!
Such a busy weekend.
I went for a swim,
Worked out at the gym.
I rode my bike,
And went for a hike.
I vacuumed and mopped,
Then grocery shopped.
I need to recover
Under my bed cover.
Rest 'til Friday then,
Do it all again!
April Fool
Brother put a cockroach
On my dinner plate.
I got so scared
I couldn't see straight.
Then he gave me
An exploding pen.
With blue fingers
I practiced Zen.
Next I got soaked
From his squirting flower.
Instead of drying off,
I took a shower.
My brother makes me feel
Like such a fool -
*sniff* I cry.
*slurp* I drool.
Then I remember
Today's April 1st -
April Fool's Day,
For better or worse.
On my dinner plate.
I got so scared
I couldn't see straight.
Then he gave me
An exploding pen.
With blue fingers
I practiced Zen.
Next I got soaked
From his squirting flower.
Instead of drying off,
I took a shower.
My brother makes me feel
Like such a fool -
*sniff* I cry.
*slurp* I drool.
Then I remember
Today's April 1st -
April Fool's Day,
For better or worse.
Run Anyone?
Everyday Mom goes for a run.
It doesn't look like that much fun.
When she comes home her face is red,
I'd much rather stay in bed.
She's completely sweaty, her shirt is wet.
She's the smelliest person I've ever met.
Next time she asks if I want to go,
I will answer with a resounding, "NO!"
It doesn't look like that much fun.
When she comes home her face is red,
I'd much rather stay in bed.
She's completely sweaty, her shirt is wet.
She's the smelliest person I've ever met.
Next time she asks if I want to go,
I will answer with a resounding, "NO!"
Potty Training Puppy
Puppy waits
In his crate.
He gets fed,
Back to bed.
Puppy naps
Until he yaps.
At the door -
"Not the floor!"
Back to his crate
Puppy waits.
I wipe clean
The stinky scene.
Can't Wait for Spring Break
I weep and ache
For Spring Break
One more week,
I get weak.
I can't wait
Or think straight.
I'm gonna play
Vacation away.
But for now
Homework I plow.
Everyday
My mind strays.
Pending vacation -
My temptation.
For Spring Break
One more week,
I get weak.
I can't wait
Or think straight.
I'm gonna play
Vacation away.
But for now
Homework I plow.
Everyday
My mind strays.
Pending vacation -
My temptation.
Roadrunner's To-Go Meal
Seeing roadrunner
With his food tonight,
Made me lose
My appetite.
Past our window
He did streak,
A limp lizard
In his beak.
With his food tonight,
Made me lose
My appetite.
Past our window
He did streak,
A limp lizard
In his beak.
What Should I Wear to School?
The clock is ticking,
I have trouble picking...
What should I wear to school?
Should I dress for the cold
Or a fashion statement bold?
What should I wear to school?
With my polka dot skirt
I can't wear a plaid shirt.
What should I wear to school?
Is it warm enough for capris?
They look so good on me.
What should I wear to school?
With extreme caution,
Are pajamas an option?
What should I wear to school?
Maybe my favorite jeans,
If they weren't obscene...
What should I wear to school?
Yesterday's clothes is what I wear,
At this point I just don't care -
It's what I'm wearing to school.
I have trouble picking...
What should I wear to school?
Should I dress for the cold
Or a fashion statement bold?
What should I wear to school?
With my polka dot skirt
I can't wear a plaid shirt.
What should I wear to school?
Is it warm enough for capris?
They look so good on me.
What should I wear to school?
With extreme caution,
Are pajamas an option?
What should I wear to school?
Maybe my favorite jeans,
If they weren't obscene...
What should I wear to school?
Yesterday's clothes is what I wear,
At this point I just don't care -
It's what I'm wearing to school.
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Crow Concert
Open window,
Fresh air flow.
Nice until,
I hear a crow.
Or two or three -
A symphony?
More like
A cacophony.
Crows are fine
In the pine.
But not when
I'm supine.
At 5 a.m.
It is mayhem.
On my nerves,
And cranium.
Close window,
Stop air flow.
Wide awake,
Sunrise glow.
Fresh air flow.
Nice until,
I hear a crow.
Or two or three -
A symphony?
More like
A cacophony.
Crows are fine
In the pine.
But not when
I'm supine.
At 5 a.m.
It is mayhem.
On my nerves,
And cranium.
Close window,
Stop air flow.
Wide awake,
Sunrise glow.
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Sneezy Puppy
Puppy rolls on her
Back, back, back.
Her tail wags
Smack, smack, smack.
She enjoys the cool
Breeze, breeze, breeze.
Until she starts to
Sneeze, sneeze, sneeze.
(A spring allergy for my lil' puppy...achoo!)
Back, back, back.
Her tail wags
Smack, smack, smack.
She enjoys the cool
Breeze, breeze, breeze.
Until she starts to
Sneeze, sneeze, sneeze.
(A spring allergy for my lil' puppy...achoo!)
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Everyday Is Today
Today
I have
possibilities,
potential,
power.
I
can
create,
formulate,
dream
any kind of day
I want
into
reality.
Today
is
everyday.
Everyday
is
today.
Dance-Fest
Dad's working
With tools.
He plays music
That is cool.
I wiggle.
I shake.
A new dance
I make.
I try to
Teach Dad.
His dancing
Is bad.
His feet
Shuffle.
My laugh
I muffle.
I tell him,
"Move!
Find your
Groove!"
He starts
To twitch,
Like he has
An itch.
I tell him,
"Stop!"
His back
Might pop.
I have to
Be curt.
I don't want
Him hurt.
So Dad ends
His dance -
Stops his
Semi-prance.
I crank the
Music louder.
Dad fires up
His router.
With tools
Dad's the best.
I prefer
A dance-fest.
Monster Moth
A monster moth
On my window tapped.
Trying to fly in,
It got itself trapped.
Its wings slapped.
Its energy zapped.
Eventually it collapsed.
Later...
A monster moth
On my window tapped...
Toxic Warning Limerick
Baby's bottom goes boom!
I want to leave the room.
He is so smelly,
I'm sick to my belly.
Beware the diaper of doom.
I want to leave the room.
He is so smelly,
I'm sick to my belly.
Beware the diaper of doom.
Mood Improved
Yesterday I was grumpy.
My day was rather bumpy.
I ate and went to bed early
And woke up much more girly.
Mom and Dad are so happy
That I am not so snappy.
Proper sleep and good food,
Put me in a better mood.
My day was rather bumpy.
I ate and went to bed early
And woke up much more girly.
Mom and Dad are so happy
That I am not so snappy.
Proper sleep and good food,
Put me in a better mood.
Storm Watchers
howl
bam
rain
slam
puddles
fill
drainpipes
spill
wild
weather
huddle
together
watch
storm
dry
warm
Naughty Leprechaun!
He makes a mess,
He causes distress.
Naughty Leprechaun!
He wears green,
He's sometimes mean.
Naughty Leprechaun!
He steals my toys
Without much noise.
Naughty Leprechaun!
In March each year
He tends to appear.
Naughty Leprechaun!
He and his gold-filled pot -
Are they real or not?
Naughty Leprechaun!
Happy St. Patrick's Day!
He causes distress.
Naughty Leprechaun!
He wears green,
He's sometimes mean.
Naughty Leprechaun!
He steals my toys
Without much noise.
Naughty Leprechaun!
In March each year
He tends to appear.
Naughty Leprechaun!
He and his gold-filled pot -
Are they real or not?
Naughty Leprechaun!
Happy St. Patrick's Day!
Waiting for Sleep to Come
I wrap myself
in
a warm, velvety cocoon
of
covers.
Waiting for sleep to come.
The scent
of
detergent engulfs me,
steeps me
in the familiar.
Waiting for sleep to come.
My eyes
are
shut tight
to block
the clock's incessant
red numbered
glare.
Waiting for sleep to come.
I burrow deeper
through
layers
of
sheets and blankets,
wrapping my ears
to guard against
the faintest
night noises.
Waiting for sleep to come.
Eventually
my breathing lengthens,
my thoughts slow,
my muscles relax
and
sleep comes...zzzzzzz.
A Message from the Fish
My glass was clear,
But now I can't see.
It has greened up
From the algae.
Please clean my tank,
It's hard to breathe.
Not only that
I'm starting to seethe.
All I really want
Is my tank clean.
When it is dirty
It's just plain mean.
But now I can't see.
It has greened up
From the algae.
Please clean my tank,
It's hard to breathe.
Not only that
I'm starting to seethe.
All I really want
Is my tank clean.
When it is dirty
It's just plain mean.
Happy Pi Day?
I'm in the mood
For some Key Lime,
And Dutch Apple, too.
Maybe Lemon Meringue,
Or Chocolate Cream -
You want Pumpkin, too?
What, no pie?
I think I shall die -
I can't celebrate this way.
Without the pie
I see no reason why
To celebrate Pi Day today.
Dish Doing
scrub
swish
wash my dish
rinse
clink
in the sink
wipe
dry
reach up high
bobble
plop
dish I drop
quiver
quake
did not break
grab
lift
Mom is miffed
scrub
swish
wash my dish
Messy Desk
I ask my friends
When I need pencils,
A piece of paper,
Or fancy stencils.
The arrangement
Of my school desk
Is a precarious,
Perilous mess.
If I move my books
Or my pencil case,
My desk will vomit
All over the place.
So I leave things
Just as they are
And mooch from friends
Both near and far.
When I need pencils,
A piece of paper,
Or fancy stencils.
The arrangement
Of my school desk
Is a precarious,
Perilous mess.
If I move my books
Or my pencil case,
My desk will vomit
All over the place.
So I leave things
Just as they are
And mooch from friends
Both near and far.
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Missed Movie Night
I lay in bed
Wide awake.
I close my eyes,
I try to fake.
I try to dream,
But I can hear
A movie playing -
Loud and clear.
It's no fair
My bedtime's early.
Missing the movie
Makes me surly.
I now vow
To stay up late
And watch a movie -
I can't wait.
But Mom says no
To my request.
"It's a school night,
You need your rest."
As I dose off
Snug and tight,
I dream my own movie
All through the night.
TV Time Out
TV's off
Permanently.
TV's off
Deliberately.
Without TV
We're on track.
Without TV
Reading's back!
Windy Day
It's windy,
It's gusty.
It's blowy,
It's dusty.
The wind-chime
Is making a racket.
Our screen door
Blew its bracket.
It's windy,
It's gusty.
It's blowy,
It's dusty.
Forget your hair-do,
Hold onto your hat.
This wind is crazy.
Where's our welcome mat?
It's windy,
It's gusty.
It's blowy,
It's dusty.
On this windy day
Inside I'll stay.
Phone Etiquette
Your phone dings,
Buzzes and rings.
With each call and text
I feel more vexed.
Please turn it off -
I really must scoff.
You're making a call,
From the bathroom stall.
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Snack Time
Gotta hankering
For a snack.
To avoid
Hunger attack.
Cheese, nuts,
Apples, too.
Keep me happy
To make it through.
Dinner's not ready?
Alas and alack!
Good thing I had
A healthy snack.
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