ONE HOT SUMMER 2

Will the monsoons come?
Will creosote bushes blossom
scenting the air
with tiny yellow stars
ever come?

Yes, there will be
creosote bushes and monsoon rain.
But now it is summer.
Now there is sunshine
and we wear sun block
and dark sun glasses.
So hot!
Feel it.

    So I've broken my verses into several posts.  This poem is inspired by Eileen Spinelli from her picture book NOW IT IS WINTER.  What is your favorite thing about the mountains, the plains, the city, the beach?  Try writing a list poem about all the things you love about your place.  Have fun writing.

Children's Poetry is written for the child in each of us.

HOT!

The wind is blowing
a hot dry wind.
The creosote bush
buckles and bends.
Mesquite leaves
flutter fast
as the wind rushes,
bustling past.
The birds are roosting
in the Saguaro
maybe it will be 
cooler tomorrow.


    It is hot, hot, hot!  I hope it is cooler where you are.  Can you write a poem about what the weather looks, feels and even tastes like in your part of the world?  Have fun.

Tuesday Morning--Writing

This morning as I sit here
my paper and pen idle
on the table.
I watch out my window.
See two rabbits
leaping over one another,
jumping, darting
around the creosote bush
happily dashing into each other
and I pick up my pen to
dash and leap
writing a poem for today.

     What do you see when you look out your window?  Can you write a poem about that today?