MONDAY'S POEM: Metamorphosis

Metamorphosis

 This little green leaf,

a peaceful place,

disappears

on a caterpillar's plate.

Chomp away

you wormy guy.

Grow some wings

and see the sky,

then light on leaves

uneaten.

                             Anne Knowles

MONDAY'S POEM: Tall Clover, Short Clover

Tall Clover, Short Clover 

Tall clover,

Short clover,

Bees buzzing

High and low.

Tall clover,

Short clover,

Someone's

Come to mow.

Bees fly.

Bye bye.

Clover

Has to go.

Short clover

Mower missed,

But clover

Has to grow.

Tall clover,

Short clover

Bees buzzing

High and low.

MONDAY'S POEM: BUG ON ITS BACK

Bug On Its Back

Dropped a penny,

bent to pick it up,

saw a bug on its back

pushing legs

against yielding air.

In the end it's always simple:

flipped the bug,

left the penny.

                    Anne Knowles

Kid Tea

I came across a wonderful picture book.  Kid Tea is written by Elizabeth Ficocelli and illustrated by Glin Dibley.  It's got great rhythm and and energy.  And I love the way it teaches colors.  It's the kind of book that is fun, fun, fun to read out loud.

MONDAY'S POEM: Word Was Spring

 Word Was Spring

Word was spring was coming in.

Word was it would come strong-hooved,

Pounding down snow until snow ran full in water;

Brushing flanks against bark until until leaves came out

To see what the rushing and brushing was all about.

Words was spring was coming in,

Breathing hard to breathe out warm breezes.

Word was spring would come strong this time,

Would stop to rear on strong legs;

Would stop to see if new birds knew flying,

Then gallop on with faster hooves,

Lest snow come and catch the hooves at play.
                                                Anne Knowles