Posts Tagged ‘Kid’s poems’

Five Short Kid’s Poems

October 14, 2017

Pipes shake and groan when
Mom turns on the faucet.
The child hears it and says
Squeaky water!

Splish, splash!
Splish, splash!
find some cover
or we’ll all get wet!

“That low star
rests on the mountain,”
said the child
tired from walking.

the Unicorn and Pegasus
fought to determine
which was the best
mythological horse!

if every child
was good as gold
we’d long for silver.

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Little Red

April 19, 2016

Little Red

Little Red loved the color
in her favorites like strawberries
in her cap like riding hood
in her dress, her socks, her shoes,
in her braids and hair berets
in her food, rhubarb and beets,
in her bedroom, in her pillow,
in her blanket and pajamas
in the cherry wood of her dresser,
in the handle of her mirror,
in her bowl, plate, and glass.

Then comes her birthday – red cake, red candles
with a red flame flickering all over,
and a present wrapped in red paper
from her dear aunt from far far away.
But inside is a pair of gloves in blue.
What is poor Little Red to do?

She treats it as an emergency
and puts on her specks pink and tinted.
Then on to the bigger catastrophe.
She dyes the gloves the deepest scarlet,
lets them set, lets them dry,
noting to self as she takes off the glasses,
“Phew, that was close.” The danger passes!.

Poor Andy Drew (kid’s poem)

March 12, 2016

Poor Andy Drew
had skin that turned blue
on every other Thursday.
.
The kid’s would make fun
and tease him so much
he turned to his mom for aid.
.
“Let’s think on this
with finger to lips,
and see what can be done,”
.
I’ve got it A. Drew
the answer, night school
all skin turns blue in the Moon.
.

Kid’s Poems, a new batch

February 12, 2016

sweep, sweep,
sweep, sweep,
more dust than
any broom can handle

little drone
little drone
enchanted with flying
and won’t come down

the donkey
is just as stubborn
for the priest
as the stable boy

Poor Alice
little to play with
but rabbit holes
and looking glasses!

I love my house
it has legs
and a leash
to walk each day
“Hello and hi”
say passer-bys
“How’s your house
doing today?”
We circle the block
We play in the park,
I stop at the grocery
it waits by the door.
We walk back home
under evening skies

5 Kid’s Poems

February 3, 2016

Five Kid’s Poems

sweep, sweep,
sweep, sweep,
more dust than
any broom can handle

little drone
little drone
enchanted with flying
and won’t come home /down

the donkey
is just as stubborn
for the priest
as the stable boy

Poor Alice
little to play with
but rabbit holes
and looking glasses!

I love my house
it has legs
and a leash
to walk each day
“Hello and hi”
say passer-bys
“How’s your house
doing today?”
We circle the block
We play in the park,
I stop at the grocery
it waits by the door.
We walk back home
under evening skies

Runaways!


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