This is my playground for poetry written for children with ideas and inspiration for writing your own poems. Come on in. Sit for a spell, have a cup of words to swirl around and make your own cup of poetry. I'm so glad you are here. I hope you'll find the Kingdom of Poetry a fun place to be.

Wednesday, July 29, 2015

Do not lie,
or tell fibs.
You know it hurts
when your elbow
jabs my ribs. 

 Have you ever accidentally jabbed someone in the ribs?  Did someone do it to you? What did you do?  What did you say? Can you write a poem about that today?

Ivory, apes and peacocks all love children's poetry.

Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Do not step on my shoes.
It will hurt my feet.
Plus to step on my toes
is not the way to meet.

For today's challenge, can you write a response poem to this.  Who is doing the stepping?  What would they say? What if the speaker on my poem was an ant?  Have fun playing with this poem.

On the subject of children's poetry, all I can say is I like it.

Monday, July 27, 2015

Restuarant Dining

I put on my favorite dress
and leather shoes upon my feet.
The reason that I'm dressing up
is we're going out to eat.

   Every child needs the experience of going to a nice restaurant to eat out--one with real table cloths and cloth napkins.  Have you done that?  What did you learn from the experience?  Can you write a poem about dining out?

Happiness belongs to the self-sufficient.--Aristotle 

Sunday, July 26, 2015


I love
sugary cotton candy
   spun into a pink cloud,
writing children's poetry
   to be whispered aloud.

watching yellow butterflies
   as they flit flying by
comforting a baby
   when she's starting to cry.

grass on summer mornings
   glistening in dew,
and the feeling I get
   when I think of you. 

This is a list poem.  Can you try writing your own list poem today?  It doesn't have to rhyme.  Just start by writing a list--things you love or hate, books you've read, movies you've seen, places you've visited, foods you like, etc. Then try to shape your list into a poem.  Have fun.  Happy Sunday.

Just like there are all kinds of people, there are all kinds of poems.  Each one is special.

Saturday, July 25, 2015


There's a cricket in my bedroom.
He's rubbing his legs fast and hard.
I'd say he is singing and dancing.
But I think he's a poetry bard.

He is in here reciting his verses.
Shouting them loud and deep.
I wish he would be quiet
so I can get some sleep.

 Have you ever been kept awake at night?  Can you write a poem about it?  Enjoy your writing.
Have you read Archie and Mehitabel, a conversational poem written by Don Marquis?  First published in 1927, you might enjoy this story poem about a cricket who types.

Children's poems can come from anywhere.  Each one is an adventure.

Friday, July 24, 2015


Pirate Bart had an artificial leg
finely crafted of stainless steel
and when he strode upon the ship's wood deck
his leg made a loud sounding peel.

So when the seas would gently roll
he'd shift his weight and tap, tap, tap.
But in the cold, foul weather of high seas
his leg shook to tip-tap, tip-tap, tip-tap.

One night the rains were bucketing down hard,
the waves were over the boat's sides
and lightning struck Pirate Bart's leg of steel
and pitched him out into the tides.

Bart was caught in Neptune's watery grip
as from this world he bravely rode
while sailors stood at the side of his ship
to hear his taps of Morse code.

   An ode is a poem of praise. I guess this could also be called an elegy which is a poem about death, but the elegy is supposed to have a serious tone and that doesn't fit for this humorous poem.  I'm still playing with this poem. I thought about capturing the thought of the leg rusting but I haven't got it yet.  That may be another poem completely.
   Your poetry challenge for today is to write your own ode--a poem in praise of something or someone.

A good children's poem starts with a good story. 

 Today's Poetry Friday Roundup is hosted by Margaret Simon at Reflections on the Teche.  You can find more poetry by jumping over to her blog.  Thanks, Margaret for hosting us. 

Thursday, July 23, 2015


Look. Look.
What do you see?
It's a cardinal hiding
in the tree.

Listen. Listen.
What do you hear?
It's the cardinal's song
bringing us cheer.

Sniff. Sniff.
What do you smell?
He's in the apple blossoms.
I can tell.

Touch. Touch. 
What does he feel?
He's flown to the bird feeder
for his next meal.

Taste. Taste.
What more does he need?
The bird feeder is full
of sunflower seed. 

   This little poem includes all of your senses.  Can you try writing your own poem today that includes your senses?  Or pick one sense and write a list poem about it.  I hope you have fun trying this exercise.

Children's Poetry is where it all begins.