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.
I like to write at the kitchen table. Sometimes I write at the dining room table. My laptop lets me write at the coffee table or even an end table. When the weather is nice I write from the picnic table or even a patio table. But my favorite place to write is in among the vegetables.
Can you tell I'm being silly again? My father-in-law had a stroke and the area affected is his right frontal lobe at his speech center, so I'm thinking about speech in a whole new way. I've also been super busy too. Did the storm keep you awake taking care of your house and family? Maybe you're ready to write a silly poem too. Use your dictionary, a magazine, or even a newspaper. Close your eyes and take a stab with your finger. What word is under your finger? Do this three times on three different pages. Now see if you can write an absolutely nonsensical poem that links the three words. Or what happens if you write the word backward. I'm thinking about "word" and come up with drow.
Oh dear, I need my mind to settle. Here I go being silly again.
A black bird
in his row boat.
"This feels renewing,
as long as I float."
With my paddle,
I drow, drow, drow
back and forth
too and fro.
Can you read this poem in one breath? Can you hear the marching rhythm? I recently read African Acrosticsby Avis Harley and it reminded me what a fun form acrostics can be. I started this poem to spell "cook" because my husbands Cook's Illustrated magazine is sitting on the table, but as I wrote the poem, the four letters didn't let me tell enough of a story. Now, I'm thinking this chef would make a great character for a picture book. so have fun today taking words and trying to write your own acrostics--who know where the journey might take you. Have fun. Happy Sunday.
Happy Poetry Friday. Today's host is Linda at teacherdance.blogspot.com If you go to this web site you can find lots of other exciting poems. If you haven't seen Renee Latulippe's blog about THE POETRY FRIDAY ANTHOLOGY with an inter view of Sylvia Vardell and Janet Wong. You need to go here to see four of the poets from the book reading their poems.
And if you follow David Harrison's blog here you find out that he has agreed to do another wonderful poetry workshop next fall at the barn in Honesdale, PA for the Highlight's Educational Foundation.
Have a great weekend. enjoy writing your own poetry.
What color are your eyes? Are they like your mom's or dad's eyes? Think of all the wonderful things your eyes let you see. Can you write a poem about eyes today? Or, if you'd like, shut your eyes and then write a poem about the first thing you see when you open your eyes again. Have fun.
I'm still doing haiku. I'm not sure if I should switch the first and third lines on this one, what do you think? Does this one work? Now it's your turn, today can you write a poem about the candy you're hoping to get for Halloween? Have fun writing.
Did you ask yourself if the glowing face was the jack-o-lantern or the carver?
Did you have fun carving a pumpkin for Halloween? Can you write your own poem about carving a pumpkin?
Yesterday, at No River Water , Renee LaTulippe interviewed the editors of THE POETRY FRIDAY ANTHOLOGY, Sylvia Vardell and Janet Wong and is having a poet-a-palooza with videos of four poets from the anthology reading their poems.
Five bats flying
one Halloween night
they zipped and zoomed
they flew to the moon
as they took flight.
"I think I see something,"
said the first bat.
"Oh yes," said the four,
"on a broom, that's the cat."
"I see something."
said the second bat.
"Down in that ditch."
"Oh yes," said the four,
"that is a witch."
"Eeeeee," said the third bat.
"Look at what I see."
"Oh yes," said the four.
"A skeleton hangs in that tree."
"Eeeeek!" said the fourth bat.
"Is that a phantom?"
"No," said the four.
"It's a jack-o-lantern."
"Come," said the fifth bat.
"I know what we should do,
we'll fly in front of the moon
"Yes,"said the four bats,
"that's what we should do,
we'll fly to the moon singing
Sorry, I'm late today. I've been having too much fun playing with this poem and the art work to go with it. What I really want to do and will do soon is re-cast this poem as a poem for five voices--or as a mini-play/poem with one voice for each of the bats, a narrator and the chorus for the group of bats.
Anyway, now it is your turn. Can you write a poem about a bat today? This is a good poem to try in rhyme since the "at" family of rhyming words is pretty big with lots of possibilities. What ever you do, have fun today. I'm so glad you stopped by. Thank you for coming to my poetry playground.
Look carefully at this poem and see if you can figure out the form.
If you go out on Halloween night
be prepared for a scary fright
if the moon is shining bright
and bats fly out of sight
beware of ghouls
who hold you tight
Did you figure it out? Here is a hint--count lines, count syllables.
This is a nonce form based on the number 9. There are 9 lines in this poem and nine syllables in the first line and one less syllable in each consecutive line, ending with a one syllable line. Would you like to try writing a poem in this form? Have fun.
This is a counting poem for Halloween. I bet you know another Halloween counting poem, or you can write one of your own. There are bats and toads, cats, owls and witches you could count, up or down. Don't forget candy, apples, monsters, ghosts, warts or scars for other possibilities. Have fun writing your poem. Please share your creation with me.
Now that the weather is cooling a little, some of the migratory birds are returning and I had to write another poem about the phainopepla, or I'd forget the bird's name. If you'd like to hear what this bird sounds like click here. This bird really looks like a black cardinal to me, which makes me think about wearing black and being a pirate. can you write a poem today about a bird. My friend children's story teller Willa Brigham says that birds sing because they can fly. Since she went skydiving, she thinks we all would sing if we could fly like the birds.
Where I live we can't leave pumpkins outside because the javelinas love to eat them. I guess it must taste like candy to them. Are there critters in your part of the world that would eat your jack-o-lantern? OK, so your challenge for today is to write a poem titled, Who Has Been Eating my Pumpkin? There are lots of possibilities--bugs, worms, birds, even Peter, Peter Pumpkin Eater. (Could the apple in the Garden of Eden have been a pumpkin?) Have fun deciding whose voice you'll use for this poem.
Do you carve a Halloween pumpkin? What do you look for in selecting your pumpkin? Do you go to a pumpkin patch to get your pumpkin or do you get it from the store? Can you write a poem about finding your special pumpkin? Or write about one special pumpkin.
Round, plump, thump, thump, thump. Listen, carefully to the sound of humming-- thrum, thrum, thrum. The face on my jack-o-lantern is a scarey sight, as he sits on the porch step humming all of this Halloween night. He chortles; he giggles; he gives us a fright! He seems to love HALLOWEEN NIGHT.
Do you carve a pumpkin for Halloween? Your challenge for today is to write a poem about picking out your pumpkin or choosing the face to carve on a pumpkin. Or, if you'd like, write about what happens when the pumpkins get together. Hope you have some hoooooowwwwwwling fun with this challenge.
For many youngsters a pedal car is their first form of transportation and freedom. If you could travel in your own vehicle, what would it be? I have a friend who is in New Mexico this weekend for a hot air balloon festival. She wants to travel in a hot air balloon. I have another friend who has his pilot's license and loves flying vintage airplanes. My friends Dana and Susan have a boat they sailed from Finland to Thailand. Your challenge for toady is to write a poem about a form of transportation. Tell about your vehicle. You can make something up. Perhaps you like traveling in a tin can or on a vacuum cleaner. Tell me where you'll travel. Or maybe you want to time travel. Have fun writing your poem and please, share your creations with me.
Hey, Happy Thursday. I want to thank you for stopping by and reading my poem. I've used a slip rhyme, or assonance rhyme in the last stanza. If you can think of a flower that rhymes perfectly with sneezed, please let me know. That last stanza still needs work, but I'll get to it.
Do you like mice? Click here to read MICE by Rose Flyman.
Here is your challenge for today, can you write a poem that uses Ah-choo?
I have a young friend who is at that stage where he always wants to wear a cape. He likes to jump on the bed, and the couch to pretend he is flying. I remember when I wore a cape and pretended to be Superman. I saved the box tops from the cereal and sent them in with my 25 cents for a red Superman belt. Everyday I checked the mail waiting for the belt to arrive. Did you ever wear a cape?
Your challenge for today is to write a poem about a character you've imagined yourself to be. I'm thinking this might be time for an acrostic. Do have fun.
I've always been fascinated by hourglasses and three minute timers. Far more fascinated than shaking an watching snow globes. Happy Sunday. Someone once made the comment that the difference between prose and poetry, is that the poet gets to control the length of the line. Wish I knew who said it, I'd give him credit. But it is all about choices and the poet gets to make lots of them. In this poem I made the choice not to use punctuation. It wasn't laziness, but the poet's choice to emphasize the meaning of each word I have carefully selected to go with this subject matter. But, even as I have gotten this far with the poem, I'm wondering if I could convey even more meaning with the metaphor, if I tried to make this into a concrete poem.
the gritty sand
begins to spin
racing out the
narrow glass bend
of the hourglass again
What do you think? There is more tweaking to do, so I'm having fun. There is so much work to do.
I know, your challenge for today is to think of a tool you use and compare it to an animal to make your own metaphor. Can you write a poem today with a simile or metaphor in it?
Happy Saturday. It is time for a break and I'm thinking about the fun things to during recess. What do you like to do? Play jump rope, marbles, jacks? Dodge ball? Soccer? Throw bean bags? Today's challenge is to write a poem about anything you would like to do during recess.
I'm back to music again today. I've had some fun researching the clarinet even though none of the information has ended up in this poem. Go figure. Sometimes you just don't need to dump everything into a poem. To enjoy the music you don't need to know how the instrument is constructed, or famous clarinet players. I did find out that there are lots of clarinet jokes posted on the web. The clarinet is the band instrument that most often gets joked about.
What is your favorite kind of music or song? Can you write a poem about music today? Have fun. May you have lots of music in your weekend.
I met a very clever, verbal two year old yesterday named Wyatt. He was wearing green rubber clogs. This poem is for him.
In my green froggy clogs
I can jump, jump, jump.
Over old, dead tree logs
and traffic safety bumps.
OK now it is your turn. Today is Thursday, and I'm thirsty. Can you write a poem about things you like to drink? Have fun. (Perhaps a simple couplet.) You are welcome to leave your poem in the comments below. Thank you. Thanks for coming by for a visit.
Today I had fun reading SWEETHEARTS OF RHYTHM: THE STORY OF THE GREATEST ALL-GIRL SWING BAND IN THE WORLD, which is a picturebook collection of poems by Marilyn Nelson, illustrations by Jerry Pinkney. The poems are from the voice of each instrument in the swing band. The book is beautifully illustrated with water color collages. If you're not familiar with the book published by DIAL in 2009 you will enjoy looking at the formatting of this poetry collection.
I'm still playing with musical instruments. I'm wondering if I've gotten too technical this time and think perhaps this one would be more interesting with a metaphor or some onomatopoeia. What do you think? Do you take music lessons? What is your favorite kind of music? Do you like to sing? for today's challenge try writing a music poem. Do have fun.