Happy Cinco de Mayo

On Cinco de Mayo
mi familia has a fiesta.
We sing and dance
and eat lots of food.
Tia Margarita brings tamales,
Tia Anna brings the enchiladas.
Mama and I and my sisters
make the tacos and burritos.
My papa plays his guitar.
Tio brings a piñata.
All the children
take turns swinging the bat
to hit the piñata
and to grab the dulces 
that come flying out.
I hope your Cinco de Mayo
is a sweet as ours.


    Today's poem is a free verse poem.  I've used several Spanish words in the poem.  Can you find them?  Your challenge for today is to write a poem using a word from another language.  Have fun writing.

SWEET

With each swing

of the bat

the rope pulls

the piñata sways

swish

       swish

              THWACK

s       r       f       i       my

w     a       a      n

e      i        l       t       h

e      n       l       o      a

t                               n

s                               d

                                 s

      Now, all I have to do is cross my fingers, say a few magical words and hope that the formatting that I see on this poem holds for you.  But, I know if you are reading this on your cell phone it is going to look wacky.  Such is the story of my life.  I know what I want but getting technology to cooperate with me is often difficult.

So, if it doesn't look right, try this:

With each swing of the bat

the rope pulls

the pinata sways

swish, swish, THWACK,

sweets fall into my hand.

 Yes, this may be easier to read, but it doesn't capture the fun of the candy dropping down into waiting hands.  So, I'd better work on that illustration, quick.

   Have a great Monday.  Can you write your own poem about candy today?  Have fun.

THE BAT

A bat flew 
searching one night
found my pool
to his delight.

And in his flight
he took a dip
from my pool 
he took a sip.

He got stuck
but what is worse
we had to call
the bat-man hearse.


      This morning when I went out to the pool to swim morning laps, I found a dead bat.  A golden beetle was attached to him.  I always feel a little sad when I find dead animals in the pool.  What is something that makes you feel sad?  Can you write a poem about that today.  Hey, writing always cheers me up.  I hope it works for you too.  Have a great Thursday.