It's that time again

My friends have snow.
It's two feet deep.
Their chilly weather,
they can keep.

Here on my island,
we've a tropical breeze
with lots of sunshine
and sand on our knees.


I got up early this morning to talk to a friend on the East Coast.  We ended up laughing and she called me a "Baby, just starting out."  My day had just begun while she was in the late afternoon of her day.  Do you have friends in other time zones?  How does that effect your talking to them?  Can you write a poem about a different time today?  It may be the differences between day and night, or different ages.  What if you could travel back in time?  Who would you talk to?  Or can you travel into the future?  Time is a man-made construct, so why do we have 24 hours in a day?  Don't sailors work on a four hour schedule of bells?
Anyway, I hope you have some time to play with poetry today and to have a good time.  Write on!

Today I will take my time slowly, thank you.

WIND

Bend bushes bend.
Bow to the wind.
Fall petals fall.
Wind blows it all.

Springtime breezes
fly paper kites
taking our dreams
up to new heights.

    Are you ready for Memorial Day weekend?  What are some of the things you see in the wind?  Can you write a poem about the wind today?  Have fun writing.
   The Poetry Friday Round Up is hosted by Matt Forrest today over at his blog Radio, Rhythm and Rhyme.
  

 Children's Poetry Can Make You Giggle.

THURSDAY MORNING IN PARADISE

Dew in the pasture

clouds cuddle the

mountain top

sky begins to blue

red ti and banana leaves

flutter in the breeze

the roosters crow

in a chorus

Cock-a-doodle-doo

blessings and

Good Morning

to you.

Sorry this is late, I'm still coping with internet connections. I hope your day is filled with blessings like mine. Take a moment today and think of all the things you are grateful for. Can you shape your list into a list poem? Try to use all of your senses. You have the power to make today a great day, not only for yourself, but for others too, through your poetry. Write on.

COCONUTS

Coconuts growing high
in the palm  tree.
Swaying in the wind,
bending wild and free.

Then all the sudden
an eerie sound
THUNK,
           THUNK,
                      THUNK!
Coconuts hit the ground.


     If you could visit any place in the United States, where would you go?  Can you write a poem about your place?  Have fun writing. 

I DON'T KNOW

Clo is a girl who liked to say,
"I don't know what I'll do today."
She said, "I don't know 
how to launch a boat
how to row it 
or what makes it float."

She said, "I don't know 
all the nations on the globe
or how to sew a terry cloth robe.

"I don't know 
how to speak Japanese,
or how to measure the wind 
in this breeze.

"But the more I study
the more I know
and the more I learn
the more I grow."

   Last Thursday when I volunteered at my library helping children write their poems for Poem in Your Pocket Day, I met a Victoria who didn't know what she wanted to write her poem about.  Like Pierre in Maurice Sendak's Really Rosie, who kept repeating I don't care; Victoria kept repeating I don't know and so I suggested she write her poem about that.  Victoria chose to write her poem about a place she loves in Conneticut, but the I don't know phrase stuck in my head and I had to write a poem about it.  So here is your challenge for today, can you write a couplet to go in the middle of my poem about something Clo might know?  Have fun with your writing.