KANGAROO HOP

"Hello Rabbit,

How do you do?

I would like 

to hop with you."

"Very well, 

Mr. Kangaroo,

that is what

we should do."

Hop, hop, hop, hop.

Rabbit and 

Mr. Kangaroo

hopped away 

to the nearest zoo.

      This is a companion poem to yesterday's poem.  It is an action rhyme too.  It would be fun to act this poem out with a group of children.  In fact, it could be played like Duck, Duck, Goose.  One child could be Mr. Kangaroo and start hopping around the outside of the circle and pick the child to be Rabbit.  Then both children could hop in a race back to the starting point where Rabbit was picked.  The other children in the circle could recite the poem.  Oh, I wish you were here so we could try this out.

HOP, HOP, HOP, HOP,

I am a rabbit.

I hop and hop.

I keep on hopping

and will not stop.

I hop on one foot.

Hop, hop, hop.

Hop on two feet ,

hop-hop, hop-hop.

Hopping-hopping

until I slump.

One foot is a hop.

Two feet are a jump.

    This is an action rhyme.  Can you tell I've make an exercise resolution for the new year?  Can you try writing your own action rhyme? Do you like to run, skip, or sit?  I can think of words to rhyme with each of them.


My short poem


To run
is fun.
To skip,
don't slip.
But, if you sit
you're full of it.


     Which only goes to prove that I can write bad poems too.  I'm in a silly mood today.  I hope you enjoy your day too.


 

Early Morning

Morning comes

the sun rises red,

I want to stay

at home in bed.

My pillow is soft.

My quilt is warm.

If I stay here

I'll come to no harm.

     Do you have mornings when you'd rather just stay in bed?  When you want to just turn over and go back to sleep?  A poem written about the morning is called an aubade, if it's written about the night, or evening it is called a serenade.  Can you write your own poem about the morning--your aubade?   Make it fun.

Quail

A family of quail

went for a walk today

chirp-cheep, chirp-cheep

they seemed to say.

"Come on children,

let's hurry away,"

scuttle, scuttle, run

across the street

and out of the way.
Chirp-cheep, chirp-cheep.


     I saw a covey of about 20 quail on my walk this morning--two adults, half a dozen adolecents,and the rest were small little chicks.  it was fun to watch them hurry away across the road.
    Lately I've been observing that the smaller the bird the prettier their song is.    Would you agree?  What is your favorite bird song?  Can you write a poem about birds?  Do you feed the birds?  Would that make a good title?  Have fun.

Little Lambs

I am a little lamb.

I like to jump and leap.

When I grow a little bit

then I'll be a sheep.

Jump, jump leap.

Jump, jump, bleat.

     I'm home and ready to go to work.  There is so much to do.  But before I go into all the details of coming home and the problems I'm facing, let's get this poem posted!  Sorry it was late, I didn't have internet services until 10 minutes ago.

     I got to see my poem in Highlight's High Five today.  That felt so cool.  Can you write a short poem today?  Have fun.

Happy Days

Ms Rosa Bloom
Mr. Chipper Birdsong
sing in praises
all day long.

How they are happy!
How they laugh!
I'm glad they're here
to lighten my path.

You Choose!

The Bickersons

live next door

to the Snideleys

in a town

where nothing is right.

"It's too hot," they complain

each day.

"It's too cold," they whine

each night.

They spend their time

in sputter and fight.

Now here is some advice

I have for you.

I read it in their Daily News;

whether you are happy or sad,

whether you are good or bad,

it is your life,

you get to choose.


     I think this poems is a little too pedantic to be considered a good poem.  What do you think?  I'll try to do better tomorrow.
     I was raised with the adage my mother always repeated, "You can catch more flies with honey than vinegar."  So, I think this poem has more vinegar in it than honey.  But, I must admit that my favorite part of the movie Bambi is when Thumper's mother asks him, "What did your father tell you?"
    And Thumper replies, "If you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all."  
     I think all of this came to me because Toni McKain recently asked what I was trying to achieve with my poetry.  What message did I want to send?  It did get me thinking.  I guess what I'd really like is for the world to have more laughter.
     So today's challenge is to write a poem that will make someone laugh.