Happy Father's Day, Dad.
You're my hero and I'm glad
when you take me to the park
and push my swing until dark.
I like when we see parades
and listen to the marching band.
I'm glad today is Father's Day.
I think my dad is grand.
Did you write a poem for your dad today? Did you do something to honor the men in your life? Try writing a poem about what you did today. Have fun writing. Happy Sunday.
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Showing posts with label Dad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dad. Show all posts
Sunday, June 21, 2015
Wednesday, November 12, 2014
THANKSGIVING ZENO
Many things I am thankful for
my dear mother
and my
dad.
And my brothers
make me
glad.
For the turkey
I feel
sad.
This poem is a zeno, a form developed by former children's poet laureate J. Patrick Lewis. It is a ten line poem with 8 syllables in the first line, then 4,2,1 in the next three lines. And those 4,2,1 syllable lines are repeated two more times. Lines 4, 7, and 10 all rhyme. Can you try writing your own Thanksgiving zeno today? Have fun writing.
Sunday, June 15, 2014
HAPPY FATHERS DAY
For Fathers Day
Dad will get his wish
because my dad and I
both love to fish.
Out on the lake
we'll take the boat
throw in our lines
to watch bobbers float.
Doesn't matter if we catch fish
or how bad is the weather
the best thing about fishing
is we are together.
Happy Fathers Day to all the dads.
Can you write your own tribute poem to your Dad or Grandpa? What is the best thing about him? What do you like to do with him? Is your dad a hero to you? Why? Have fun writing.
Dad will get his wish
because my dad and I
both love to fish.
Out on the lake
we'll take the boat
throw in our lines
to watch bobbers float.
Doesn't matter if we catch fish
or how bad is the weather
the best thing about fishing
is we are together.
Happy Fathers Day to all the dads.
Can you write your own tribute poem to your Dad or Grandpa? What is the best thing about him? What do you like to do with him? Is your dad a hero to you? Why? Have fun writing.
Sunday, November 17, 2013
Aliens Are Coming
The aliens have landed.
they're full of laughter and mirth.
They're changing up the colors
for a more colorful earth.
I can't tell my mother.
I won't tell my dad
for to mention these aliens
they'll both say I am bad
To be telling these lies
and making these stories up.
But the aliens are in my backyard
because tall pink grass is growing up.
See, I'm still working on poems about colors. Crazy. But I put my pen to paper and this is what comes out. Put your pen to paper today and see what comes out. Let your imagination run where ever it wants to skip. Nothing has to be real or factual. See where your penning takes you. Have a happy Sunday writing your own poem.
Sunday, May 5, 2013
Happy May 5th, Boys' Day
Carp fly over
the doorstep.
Carp fly over
the porch.
Bright orange fish
catch the breeze
flap like kites.
One big one
two smaller ones
the fish are my dad,
my brother and me.
Mom made sure
the fish flutter
to celebrate
boys' day;
to mark
how many men
live in our house,
to celebrate here
in Hawaii.
Is Boys' Day celebrated in your community? Your challenge for today is to write a tribute poem to a boy you know. What makes him special? Why is it great to be a boy? Have fun writing.
the doorstep.
Carp fly over
the porch.
Bright orange fish
catch the breeze
flap like kites.
One big one
two smaller ones
the fish are my dad,
my brother and me.
Mom made sure
the fish flutter
to celebrate
boys' day;
to mark
how many men
live in our house,
to celebrate here
in Hawaii.
Is Boys' Day celebrated in your community? Your challenge for today is to write a tribute poem to a boy you know. What makes him special? Why is it great to be a boy? Have fun writing.
Sunday, January 20, 2013
POCKETS
Dad's pockets hold
his wallet and car keys.
Mom's pockets have
a tissue for her sneeze
My sister's pockets
hold a nail file
and a package of gum.
My baby brother's pocket
holds a box
of golden raisins.
My pockets hold
all sorts of things,
a rock, a beetle,
an extra yo-yo string.
There is also something
that might be a surprise.
It is a poem
I'm trying to memorize.
What is in your pockets? Can you write a poem about that? Or better yet read some poetry today and try to find a poem you would like to memorize. Write the poem out and put it in your pocket so when you have a few moments you can take it out and work on memorizing your poem.
I'm going to try to memorize more poems this year. Won't you join me? You never know when having a poem can come in handy. Have a fun Sunday.
his wallet and car keys.
Mom's pockets have
a tissue for her sneeze
My sister's pockets
hold a nail file
and a package of gum.
My baby brother's pocket
holds a box
of golden raisins.
My pockets hold
all sorts of things,
a rock, a beetle,
an extra yo-yo string.
There is also something
that might be a surprise.
It is a poem
I'm trying to memorize.
What is in your pockets? Can you write a poem about that? Or better yet read some poetry today and try to find a poem you would like to memorize. Write the poem out and put it in your pocket so when you have a few moments you can take it out and work on memorizing your poem.
I'm going to try to memorize more poems this year. Won't you join me? You never know when having a poem can come in handy. Have a fun Sunday.
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