children’s poetry – The Lonely Meatball

The Hunt

Nancy has the meanest dog; they tell me he broke free, and that the rotten flea-bag is hunting now for me. You see, I am the paper-boy who tries to do his best, but it really isn’t my fault that rotten dog’s obsessed. I must deliver papers before the hour of eight, and when IContinue reading “The Hunt”

My Brother’s April Fools’ Day

On April 1st, my brother, Fred, couldn’t believe what I had said. I’d said that if the wind was right, even trucks could be in flight. “Of course,” I said, “it is the truth; a truck could land right on our roof. Even cows can fly around.” Now my brother really frowned. “It’s April 1st,”Continue reading “My Brother’s April Fools’ Day”

The Nightmare

I had a nightmare late last night that two men stole my dog, and when I went and looked for him, all I could see was fog. The fog was just so thick and dense that nothing could I see. Then round my legs I felt a rope, so now I wasn’t free. The menContinue reading “The Nightmare”

My Grandma

My grandma’s coming Sunday, and I can hardly wait. I love my grandma lots and lots, and she sure thinks I’m great. She loves to give me special treats! Her cookies are the best! She’s taught me how to say the grace, and so our meals are blessed. She reads to me and never saysContinue reading “My Grandma”

The Cowlick

I have a cowlick in my hair that drives me quite insane. Those strands of hair will not lie down; it’s hair you cannot train. Yet Tuesday morning when I woke, I had a different thought — I’d make those hairs behave for once, no matter how they fought. I combed and brushed and combedContinue reading “The Cowlick”

Young Love

I really know that I’m in love, even though I’m eight, cause when I see her smile and laugh, the whole world sure feels great. She’s at school every day, and every day we talk, and at recess, I don’t play — with her, I’d sooner walk. Someday when I’m old enough, I’ll marry her,Continue reading “Young Love”

No Return

Derek brought a yo-yo and thought it would be great. Doing lots of yo-yo tricks, he felt sure was his fate. But Derek’s brand new yo-yo didn’t want to play and wouldn’t roll back up the string — there simply was no way! Still, Derek tried to make it work till finally he did learnContinue reading “No Return”

The Lesson of the Hula-hoop

Sandy had a hula-hoop and all she did each day was stand around and hula-hoop, her only form of play. The trouble was the silly girl went to the extreme. She hula-hooped so very much, she make her mother scream! “SANDY, PUT THAT THING AWAY! YOU NEED TO CLEAN YOUR ROOM! GIVE ME THAT DARNContinue reading “The Lesson of the Hula-hoop”

Math’s No Fun

My teacher is the strangest one cause she says math is really fun. She smiles when adding on the board just like each number is adored. In lots of ways, I think it’s sad her sense of fun is just so bad. Three plus three and eight plus eight are no fun —I’d sooner skate.Continue reading “Math’s No Fun”

Possibilities

Some things are just impossible and make me want to cry because I cannot do those things no matter how I try. For example, yesterday, my arms I flapped and flapped but could not lift up from the ground like birds — so I felt trapped! Then I thought I’d dig a den and liveContinue reading “Possibilities”