read every book
he ever saw.
When he stepped in the road
he was reading a book.
He didn't pause.
He didn't look.
A car was speeding
down the street.
It didn't stop
for our young Pete.
Peter Allister
made a horrendous mistake.
He still reads books,
but now he's flat
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k
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I'm so glad we have libraries and librarians. Because like Peter Allister I like to read books. Can you write a poem today about your library or about books? Have fun writing.
You must have a silver penny to get into Fairyland. Blanche Jennings Thompson
Love the poem and the pancake-like character. I'm glad being flattened didn't interfere with his reading.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Linda. I tried drawing him thin from the side first, but that didn't work well. So I just tried again making Pete look like a pancake. It was fun to play with my art supplies.
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This is really cute, Joy. I have written a picture book about a boy named Thomas Augustus Bartholomew Bloom, a name that flew into my head and demanded to be written sometime after I read Shel Silverstein's poem Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout Would Not Take the Garbage out. Yours brings that to mind.
ReplyDeleteThese poems are so much fun to write. I have written several poems featuring children with four names. I feel terribly humbled to have you compare this poem to Shel Silverstein. Jack Prelutsky has several great ones too.
DeleteThank you.