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Two haiku:
PYTHONS The thick black pythons
FLAMINGO Sea risen sunbird
Some fun with alliteration and repetition:
GAZELLE O gaze on the graceful gazelle as it grazes Posted September 21, 2007 From: THE RAUCOUS AUK, ill. by Joseph Low (Viking Press, NY, 1973)
Here are two very early poems. The first one was made up for my children when they were tiny - three of them under five! Each time it snowed, we chanted it together. Years later I wrote it down and put it in a book. The second is ice-skating the way I experienced it, before indoor rinks and global warming. snow Snow Snow Lots of snow Everywhere we look and everywhere we go Snow on the sandbox Snow on the slide Snow on the bicycle Left outside Snow on the steps And snow on my feet Snow on the sidewalk Snow on the sidewalk Snow on the sidewalk Down the street. Posted January 29, 2007 From: ALL MY SHOES COME IN TWOS, ill. by Norman Hoberman (Little, Brown & Co., Boston, 1957). Also in THE LLAMA WHO HAD NO PAJAMA, ill. by Betty Fraser (Browndeer Press, Harcourt, 1998). ice-skating In winter when the biting breezes Blow and all the water freeze, Then it's time, it's time to go Skating on the ice.
Choose a day that's bright and clear, Bundle up from toe to ear; It's the time, the time of year For skating on the ice.
I perch upon the snowy rocks And pull on both my woolen socks; I lace my skates and tie them fast And then I'm up and off at last.
I cannot make a figure eight (I still have trouble going straight) But just the same I love to skate, To ice-skate on the ice.
Posted January 29, 2007 From : ALL MY SHOES COME IN TWO'S, illustrated by Norman Hoberman (Little, Brown & Co., Boston, 1959). Also in THE LLAMA WHO HAD NO PAJAMA/100 FAVORITE POEMS, illustrated by Betty Fraser (Browndeer Press, Harcourt, 1998).
To Make a Garden To make a garden all you need Is just a single simple seed, A patch of earth, a sheltered spot That's not too cold, but not too hot, A little rain, a lot of sun, That's all you need; And when you're done, In some strange way your seed will know Just how to sprout and how to grow Until you see to your surprise A miracle before your eyes, A baby leaf still curled up tight That's pushing upward toward the light. What will it be? A tree? A weed? Each one is started from a seed. posted June, 2005 February February, funny word, With my "r" that's hardly heard, Different in so many ways, I'm the month with fewest days; And another thing that's strange is I'm the only month that changes: Every leap year - one in four - I am given one day more, Twenty-nine from twenty-eight (Not so easy to keep straight). Still it's lots of fun to vary - I like being February! posted February, 2005 Winter Wonder In the middle of winter, the midst of a storm, What a wonderful, wonderful thing to keep warm, With a bright fire burning, curled up in a chair, And the snow falling steadily, slowly Out there! posted December 14, 2004 You and I Only one I in the whole wide world And millions and millions of you, But every you is an I to itself And I am a you to you, too! But if I am a you and you are an I And the opposite also is true, It makes us both the same somehow Yet splits us each in two. It's more and more mysterious, The more I think it through: Every you everywhere in the world is an I; Every I in the world is a you! posted September 10, 2002 From: MY SONG IS BEAUTIFUL (Little, Brown and Co., 1994) A CATCH I've caught a fish! Come look! I've got him on my hook. He saw my worm down in the pond And fishes all are very fond Of worms, so up he swam to mine And now I've got him on my line. (He's just the proper size to munch. I think I'll have him fried for lunch.) posted August 30, 2002 From: HELLO AND GOOD-BY, illustrated by Norman Hoberman (Little, Brown & Co., Boston, 1959). Also in THE LLAMA WHO HAD NO PAJAMA/100 FAVORITE POEMS, illustrated by Betty Fraser (Browndeer Press, Harcourt, 1998)
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