We got new neighbours yesterday, but none of them I’ve seen. My sister, Molly, said she has and she said that they’re green. I told my mom what Molly said; she laughed and said, “No way!” But Molly sure looked serious, so I went out to play. Out in the yard, I played around, butContinue reading “New Neighbours”
Category Archives: Poetry
Blue Hair
My sister dyed her hair blue, when Mom went out to shop. Her timing was just perfect — no one could make her stop. Once dyed, she sat there staring at all her long, blue hair, and when I saw my sister, I too began to stare. The day will get exciting, I know —Continue reading “Blue Hair”
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”
Goldilocks
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”
Clocks
If there were no such things as clocks, my life would sure be great. I’d never have to worry cause I never would be late. Yes, on the way to school, I’d stop and play a while, and when I finally got to class, my teacher would just smile. I’d never have to fret aboutContinue reading “Clocks”
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”
Snowman Dan
We built a snowman yesterday in Brian Bilby’s yard. We slaved for hours building him — I’ve never worked so hard! Dan was the biggest snowman this town has ever seen, and once we finished building him, then Brian got quite mean. He said that Dan belonged to him, cause we used all his snow.Continue reading “Snowman Dan”
How Come?
How come the sky is coloured blue? How come the grass is green? How come some people are so tall? How come some are so mean? How come a turtle has a shell? How come a hive has bees? How come a baby has no teeth? How come the Earth has trees? How come theContinue reading “How Come?”
Spaghetti
Trying to eat spaghetti is really hard to do. The noodles slide right off my fork — I think the sauce needs glue. I’ll finally fork a noodle, and as I watch it squirm, just to bug my mother, I’ll say, “Oh look! A worm!” I’ll slurp that long, worm noodle like soda through aContinue reading “Spaghetti”
The Winning Goal
The air is cold, the ice is hard; my skates are sharp as swords. My mom and dad are side by side and right behind the boards. “Get the puck!” my father yells. The puck skids past my stick — then Eddie Cooper steals the puck which makes me feel quite sick. He now goesContinue reading “The Winning Goal”
The Lonely Meatball 