A Canadian Hallowe’en

I’m looking like Count Dracula; my cape is black and sleek. I have white powder on my face and fangs to make folks freak. I have an empty pillowcase and plan to start out soon, collecting goodies at each door, beneath the silver moon. I know this night’s much better so I’ll be on myContinue reading “A Canadian Hallowe’en”


I really don’t like Goldilocks — she’s rotten to the core. She broke into the Three Bears’ house and broke laws by the score. She wolfed down someone else’s food — that’s theft, make no mistake! And vandalism was her crime when Baby’s chair did break. Sleeping in another’s bed was tasteless and just rude.Continue reading “Goldilocks”

If I Were a Thundercloud

If I were a thundercloud I’d rumble through the night and scare my little sister pink because we always fight. I’d flash my lightning right outside the window by her bed. I’d do that several times for all the rotten things she’s said. Unfortunately, I’m a boy so lightening I can’t make, which means I’mContinue reading “If I Were a Thundercloud”

Other Things #12 – Poemlet #8

“Old Dogs” Our old dog, Chester, sits alone, and all he does is chew his bone. I hear him gnawing without end; his grinding drives me round the bend. An old dog’s job must be to chew; I guess that’s what all old dogs do. Therefore it is because of that, sometimes I wish heContinue reading “Other Things #12 – Poemlet #8”