MY FRIEND

I have a special friend
who is kind as he can be.
Every time I'm feeling down
he has a hug for me.

    Do you have a special friend?  What makes her special to you?  Can you try writing a poem about your friend today?  Or write about friendship.  Have fun being a special friend to someone.

THANKSGIVING BLESSING

May you have a fruitful fall,
May your turkey be a butterball.
May the pies all be golden brown.
May friends and family gather round.
May the food be plentiful and the complaints be few.
This is my Thanksgiving wish for you.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING

Thanksgiving Cinquain

Turkey
for Thanksgiving
roasted a golden brown,
family and friends gather to
give thanks.


   I had trouble with the eight syllable line.  I kept counting family as two syllables on one count then three in the next.  I finally had to look up the proper pronunciation of family.  Simple, right?  But, it just goes to show you, it never hurts to double check on syllabic forms.  The cinquain has two syllables in the first line, four, six, eight, and two syllables in the next lines, making a five line poem.  Can you try writing your own cinquain today?  Have fun writing.

MY CLUB HOUSE

I'm building a club house
in my back yard
with cardboard boxes
it shouldn't be hard.

I'll hoist up a flag,
watch it unfurl
with words to say--
JUST FOR GIRLS.

I'll invite my friends,
bring in my toys
and we can try to keep out
the pesky boys.
(Like my brother,
who is sure
to yell to my mother,
all through the day,
"Sister won't let me play.")

     Have you ever built a club house out of boxes?  Have you built a train, a boat, or a space station?  Can you write a poem today about what you might build if you had the boxes?  Who would you invite to play with you?  What would you do?  Would your club house have rules?  Have fun with your imagination and try writing a poem.  Have an adventure today.

Friends

 

copyright 2014, Joy Acey

My friends come in many sizes
and every shape and hue.
I do not judge them by how they look
but by the things they do.

    Who is your best friend?  What does he/she look like?  What things does this person do to let you know they are your friend?  What do you and your friend do together?  Can you write a poem about this?  Have fun writing.

Let's Be Pals

Won't you please
come for tea?
Bring you doll,
arrive at three.

We'll sit and talk,
have a good time.
I'd like you to be
a friend of mine.

We can eat cake,
us two gals.
I hope we'll become
the best of pals.

      What things do you do when you are trying to make a new friend?  Can you write a poem about your friends, making friends, or how to be a friend, today?  Have fun writing.  

Saturday

Saturday is 
my big day.
It is when I
get to play.

I change my sheets,
clean my room.
Then it's off 
with my friends
I'm gone.
Zoom.

Today I think
I'll fly a kite,
ride my bike,
or take a hike.

Don't really care
what I do today,
whatever I do
I'll have fun--It's Saturday.


     Hope you are having a grand day.  Aren't Saturdays wonderful?  Did you get to sleep in this morning?  Are you doing anything special tonight?  What is one thing you heard today?  One thing you saw?  One thing you did?  Can you write a poem about your Saturday?  Have fun writing poetry.  Be happy.

EARLY SPRING

The weather is warm.
The air is dry.
The sky is blue
as the bluest sky.
Wild flowers bloom 
on every hill.
Birds are calling
their lovely trill.
Springtime is coming
what a glorious thrill.



     Today is beautiful and I'm happy and grateful.  What is making you happy today?  Can you write a poem about it? 
     Yesterday morning on my walk there was one bird sitting in the top of the ocotillo singing up a storm.  This morning when I walked past that ocotillo, there were two birds sitting there.  I guess the singing bird found someone to sing with him.  I think my own life is like that.  I have lots of friends around, but unless I open my mouth to sing and say, come join me, new friends don't know they are welcome to come and play.  Who can you sing out to today?

LATCH KEY

Around my neck
on a greying shoelace
rides my house key.

You call me Latch Key
and your lip curls
like I'm a wet dog
you don't want in your living room.

I must go straight home.
Can't make after-school plans.
Can't have friends over.
Can't go out.

I surely can't go over to your house
because I'd never be able
to return the invitation.

So I do my homework,
read a book,
color and wait
for someone
to come home.


     What do you do after school?  Do you have sports--tennis, soccer, swimming?  Do you have meetings like boy scouts or brownies, or girl scouts?  Do you have music lessons or some other activity?  For today's poetry challenge can you write a poem about what you do after school.  This is a free verse poem.  It doesn't rhyme.  You can make your poem in a form or free verse.  It's your choice.  I've also used a simile in this poem.  Can you find it?  Just have fun writing.

MY BEST FRIEND JOHN

Knocking at my door

was Monster John

face all white,

waxy and wan.

I was scared.

My cheeks turned red.

Trick-or-treat

was what

Monster John said.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN

     See, I'm still playing with this silly rhyme.  This time I've taken the name of my friend and plugged it into the poem.  Do you have a friend who is going trick-or-treating for Halloween?  What costume will he wear?  Can you write your own poem about your friend?

Knocking at my door

was Princess Joy.

She carried a wand,

a children's toy.

I laughed so hard,

my cheeks turned red.

Trick-or-treat,

was what the Princess said.

Happy Halloween.

     All right!  Enough.  But, wouldn't you like to try writing your own Halloween poem and put your name in the poem.  I hope you have a happy Sunday writing poetry.

FRIENDS

Joe is a girafee.
Tom is a turtle.

"Come on friend,
Let's go play,"
said Joe.

"Oh, NO!
We cannot
be friends," said Tom.

"Ridiculous.
Why can't we be friends?"
asked Joe.
"I want to know."

"Because you're so tall
and I'm so small
way down here below,"
said Tom.

"Ridiculous,"
repeated Joe.

"You like to eat acacia leaves
high up on acacia trees.
You're so big, you frighten me,"
said Tom pulling into his shell.

"RIDICULOUS!"

"You walk fast
and gallop as you go.
I toddle along.
Turtles go s-l-o-w."

"Ridiculous, I don't think so," said Joe.

"Oh yes," said Tom.
"With four long legs
you're fast when you flee,
and I worry.
You might kick me.
Oh NO!  Friends--
we can never be."

"Hmmmm," thought Joe.
"Let me see.  If I can find
one thing that is the same,
will you then
play a game?"

"I guess, maybe.
But what can that be?
I'm asking you, Joe
with your head
in that tree."

"Tom, that's it," said Joe.
"How we're the same,
I think I know.
I stick out my neck 
to get these acacia leaves.
I'll drop some down
for you to see.
Now you can eat along with me.

"But you, little turtle,
must stick out your neck too,
to eat the leaves
I've dropped for you."

"For being good friends
takes more than kisses and pecks
it requires
sticking out our necks."

     This is very new, and very rough, but I'm having fun working on a drawing to go with it which is fun for me too.  I'll continue to do some editing and polishing. There are a lot of reversed rhymes, and I'm going to have to work to get rid of these forced rhymes.   This started because I was having fun saying, ridiculous.  And I knew I wanted to use the word. 
    Can you write your own poem today based upon a single word like ridiculous, shucks, gosh, yes, no, or another word?  Have fun.

POPSICLES

In spring, I like licking popsicles,
icy cold, juicy popsicles,
red ones to share with a friend
ones with two wooden sticks
we split them in half
each takes a stick
then a lick
juicy,
friends.


     This is a nonce form called a nonet.  It is made from nine lines, with nine syllables in the first line, and then one less syllable in each subsequent line, ending with a one syllable line.  Your challenge today is to try writing your own nonet.  Have fun.