My mom asked me to clean my room and I just said, “No way!” I got so mad I packed a bag — I thought I’d run away. So here I am with bag in hand a block from my front lawn. I packed a book and Ted, my bear, and my mom knows I’mContinue reading “Running Away”
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The Thoughtless Writer’s Sentence
A sentence lost its period and therefore couldn’t end. He worried ‘bout connection to thoughts that didn’t blend. He wanted his coherence; he wanted back his dot, and wondered if indeed there’d been a period-napping plot. Desperate to find answers, he called up his old friends. First he called dear Question Mark who questioned withoutContinue reading “The Thoughtless Writer’s Sentence”
Baking Cookies
I’m making some cookies while Mom’s at the show. I’m making them perfectly round with this dough. My dad is asleep and when he comes to life, I’m sure that he’ll tell me I’ll make a good wife. I used all the flour and sugar and peas and tossed in some pickles and even someContinue reading “Baking Cookies”
Flying
Jane took her cat up on the roof to teach him how to fly. She grabbed his tail, swung him around, and launched him in the sky. He flew up high above the clouds; he flew right past a plane. He did some loops and fancy stunts which made the birds complain. And still todayContinue reading “Flying”
Booting
There was a boy whose name was Tim; his temper got the best of him. He got mad once and stamped his shoe, and nasty words around him flew. He shocked his mother and his dad; they wondered if their boy was bad. The child then ran around to kick whatever thing his foot wouldContinue reading “Booting”
“Other Thing” #1
It feels odd to be posting something other than a poem today, but I wanted to let you know that I will be getting into a regular schedule of posting poems on Tuesdays and Fridays. In my first week of blogging, I wanted to post several poems so that you would get an idea ofContinue reading ““Other Thing” #1”
Bathing Blue
My brother and I needed something to do and so we decided to bathe our dog, Blue. We filled up the bathtub with water and soap; “Mom will be happy,” I said with great hope. Now Old Blue was sleeping and snoring quite hard under a tree by the swing in our yard. Mom wasContinue reading “Bathing Blue”
The Talker
Sarah talked the whole day long — that kid would not shut up. She talked so much on school days, her teachers would erupt. They’d send her to the office to talk to Mr. Green. He was, of course, the principal, and he, of course, was mean. “Why are you here?” this man would roar.Continue reading “The Talker”
Regrets
Last night I just couldn’t get to sleep. I tossed and turned all night, cause Santa Claus is coming soon, which fills me with great fright. You see, I’ve done some things this year that now — I sure regret, and thinking of those things I’ve done is making me now fret. I think I’llContinue reading “Regrets”
The Lonely Meatball 