Poetry

Popsicle Race

I’m quite the magician though nobody knows I walk on popsicle sticks lined up in a row No teeter no tat I’ll never fall flat I’m the best at this game called bubble gum splat Everyone plays though they play it all wrong Some jump much too fast and whizz through the course They spring …

The Star

Last night a melted star sprinkled through the crack in your window while you snoozed I ran to catch some in a cup but tripped on the clutter of your room and pink fuzzy shoes So the fragments of the star showered all over you making you twinkle and light up the entire room. I …

Lemon Sun

In my world the sun is a lemon its sweet and its sour and changes the smell of the air by the hour Sometimes when it rains I sit outside with a cup I catch sprinkles of rain it taste sweeter than water though people think I’m insane But I love lemonade even though it …

Rainbow

Yesterday I found myself covered in blue All sulky in mush tears puddling my shoe But Sunday I rememeber I was colored lime green From all those sugary covered yummy things Then Monday I wore the sun for its yellow I brightened the room that smelt of burnt mellow On Tuesday my face was embarrassingly …

Play time

40 pounds of beans, cheese, and broccoli 2 chocolate eyes drizzled with 12 hours of sleep and a cardboard boat drifting to the blankets of sea Climb up and take a seat you too loudly announce bang scratch chubby hands on chipped drawers till their contents bounce make believe and babble babble babble words you …

Better than

Better than blueberries and pumpkin seeds Sweeter than those yummy toes stuck on your feet Higher than two jumps on our trampoline Faster than your scooter whizzing down the street Wider than three grins saying cheeeeeese Louder than a trumpet howling sharp E’s Warmer than melty marshmallows oozing out of your teeth Colder than grinch …

Time

Yesterday I sat on an old wooden bench as warm as one could Quite alone, there with my hands curled around the splintered wood By the park where the swings sing and flowers bend When caught by my eye a leaf whirled by that whispered “hello friend” Muddled in doubt, I looked around, for surely …