Saturday, June 20, 2015

Sorry my internet connection was down on Saturday and most of Sunday.  To catch up to my poem-a-day, I'm back dating poems.

Fudgsicle popsicle
I like to eat.
Fudgsicle popsicle
frosty cold treat.
Chocolate drop, fudge pop
chilly on my lip.
Chocolate drop, fudge pop
do not let it drip.


     What is your favorite cold treat for hot weather?  Can you write a poem about that?  Have fun thinking of all that good food.

 A children's poet is committed to the concrete.

CHOCOLATE

I  like chocolate
chocolate pudding,
chocolate cake,
chocolate cookies,
I like to bake.

Steaming hot chocolate,
chocolate pie,
and chocolate éclairs,
I like to try.

Chocolate frosting,
chocolate candy,
chocolate cupcakes,
are just dandy.

When I'm hungry
and want a treat,
chocolate is what
I like to eat.


     Today's poem is a list poem.  All it does is list all the chocolate foods I could think of and start with a statement.  The poem fits Abraham Lincoln's guidelines for writing a speech--Tell 'em what you're gonna tell 'em.  Tell 'em.  Tell 'em what you told them.  Can you write your own list poem today?
    This poem was inspired by Susanna Hill.  She always gives the readers of her blog something chocolatey delicious to eat.  Or at least that is what she did today.  I'm featured on her blog in her "Would You Read It Wednesday" post.  You can hop over there to check it out by clicking here.

Your Eyes

Daddy says 

my eyes

are like melted chocolate

like ground cinnamon

like steaming pots of chili

like the soft brown of deer eyes.

He says my eyes

are deep and mysterious

like his and mama's

dark eyes.

So why do I love

your blue eyes?

Blue like clear skies

like a swimming pool

a lake, an ocean.

Deep blue like sapphires,

your eyes sparkle

they shine like dew

on Texas bluebonnets

that bloom in waves for spring.

I love your blue eyes;

they take me away

to distant places.

I wish they were mine.

      What color are your eyes?  Are they like your mom's or dad's eyes?  Think of all the wonderful things your eyes let you see.  Can you write a poem about eyes today?  Or, if you'd like, shut your eyes and then write a poem about the first thing you see when you open your eyes again.  Have fun.