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Showing posts with label late. Show all posts
Showing posts with label late. Show all posts

Monday, July 28, 2014

NEVER ENOUGH TIME

Hurry.  Hurry.
Rush.  Rush.
I do not want to wait.
If I don't
move along
I surely
will be
late.


    Can you write a poem about a time when you were late?  Have fun writing.

Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Ladies' Hats





Out in the Sonora desert
where cacti grow fat 

the Saguaros are blooming
like a lady's hat.





    If you look carefully at the white trumpet flowers of the saguaro in my picture, you can see black dots that are bees gathering pollen.  Our flowers are out early this year.  The flowers are usually at their height on Mother's Day, which is why I think of flowered ladies' hats.

   Is there a flower,  plant, bird, or animal that you have noticed this year being early or late?  Your challenge today is to write a poem about being early or late.
Are you a person who is early?  Are you a morning person?  Or are you late, letting your homework go until the last moment?  Do you like staying up late at night?  Have fun writing your poem no matter when you do it.

Monday, September 23, 2013

MONDAY MORNING

I'm rushing around
fast as I can
Mom calls
one more time
I don't want 
to be
late.

I grab my backpack
zipper it shut
out the door,
didn't have time 
to make my bed.

I pick up the toast
glup three swigs
of orange juice
and rush out the door
to Dad's angry face
waiting in the running car.

I rush
dash to school
slide into my desk
just as the tardy bell rings.

"Get out your homework,"
and I unzip
my backpack before 
I put it down.

"Oh,no."
It's not there.
Knew I should have
packed my backpack
last night.

It's Monday,
and already
I've started off
on the wrong foot.

I hope this 
doesn't last all week.

     It really is hard and difficult being a kid.  Can you write a poem about one of the difficult things a kid faces?  What is your hardest problem?  I think mine is when I misspell words.  Have fun writing today.

Saturday, September 15, 2012

I'm late

I'm late, I'm late!
Oh, what can I say?
I thought I might take
a holiday. (I'm sorry.)

I didn't write a poem.
Oh, what should I do?
I don't want to disappoint
me and all my friends too.

Oh look, oh look.
I know what I'll do.
This is the poem,
I've written for you.

     Gosh, I'm sorry I'm so late today.  Can I say it is Saturday and life got in the way? 
     I want to share that Jone MacCulloch has interviewed me on her blog and today has a poem of mine posted  here   If you back up to Wednesday on her blog you'll see a picture of me when I was in grade school.  The poem she has posted is my FISH from the POETRY FRIDAY ANTHOLOGY.  Thank you Jone and I hope you are doing better after your accident.  I wish you a speedy recovery.
     Your challenge for today is to write an apology poem from the point of view of an insect or animal.  Your dog might apologize for eating your shoe (or your homework), a mosquito might apologize for biting you.  What other possibilities can you think of?  Have fun.