The Glove Box
Today, while we were driving home
The glove box opened on its own …
Fire Ants
Flood waters rise!
Quick, form a ball—
our larvae, pupae, eggs and Mother Queen inside!
The Peanut Guy—A Limerick
This one appeared as a group of four as an example of limericks in Paul B. Janeczko‘s book,WRITING FUNNY BONE POEMS (Scholastic, 2001): THE PEANUT GUYby April Halprin Wayland The Peanut Guy, he had a dreamWhenever he threw, fans would screamWith each bag he soldA great throw he’d unfoldThey watched him, ignoring their team. This […]
In the Word Woods
I’m sure there’s a found poem somewhere here.
There usually is this time of year …
Cleaning Out
this big shirt
used to fit
but today I swim around in it—
out go all my give-away clothes …
Bongo
With bongo, blanket and Panama hat,
I went to a special drum store.
There were drums and drums and drums and some
I’d never seen before.
Cat Act
The scruffy house cat
aches to fly–
she dreams all day of
wings and sky!
Says the Seagull
Who are these people on my pier?
I sail above them, then fly near.
Listening
This photo has so many possibilities!
Clutter metaphor
Here are two versions of one of my poems
(with a metaphor that hits you over the head with a hammer).