Posts Tagged ‘Children’s Literature’
December 28, 2015
I’ve got a long list of real good reasons
For all the things I’ve done
—Willie Nelson
Chores
I didn’t do the dishes
Cuz the water’s awful mucky
And it wrinkles up my digits
And it’s really rather yucky
I did not rake the yard
Cuz I didn’t wanna blister
If you need a beast of burden
You should get my little sister
I did not clean my room
Cuz I’ll just mess it up again
It’s simply Sisyphean
Why can’t you comprehend?
Your nagging and your pleading
Make you sound like such a bore
Now fetch me up some vittles
And then finish all my chores
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:children's poetry, Children's Literature, humorous poetry, Nothing I can do about it now, Poetry, Sisyphus, Willie Nelson
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October 22, 2015
At the House of Arts and Letters
Girls like to play with their brains
Where unconstrained by fetters
They pursue artistic gains
Penny perfects petunias
Tiffany tinkers with time
Stephanie celebrates sonnets
While Marian meters out rhyme
Gertrude grows geraniums
Constance combats crime
Anastasia anticipates aliens
While Lucy levitates limes
Dora deciphers documents
And Molly mimics a mime
Hortense handles the holograms
While Sally solidifies slime
If you should stop by for a visit
Leave toys and dollies behind
Their favorite game—what is it?
The wonderful world of the mind
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:Children's Literature, children’s poetry, girl power, Poetry
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August 3, 2015
This fellow who follows
This odd little gent
Just gets on my tail
And never relents
This fellow who follows
The path of my shoes
With a single ambition
To do what I do
This fellow who follows
He just wants to play
It’s always his fate
To get in the way
This fellow who follows
Is my little brother
An object more precious
Than any other
This fellow who follows
My feet to and fro
Has taught me to scruple
And watch where I go
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:Children's Literature, children’s poetry, little brothers, Poetry
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June 28, 2015
Willie Wystan Widdershins
Craves a crooked course
A crazy road is best for him
But not his baffled horse
Willie Wystan Widdershins
Goes East to journey West
And to his wife’s chagrin he
Makes three rights to take a left
Willie Wystan Widdershins
Often ends where he begins
Going round in circles
Like a fish without fin
Willie Wystan Widdershins
Is guided from within
He wears a happy grin
Always going where he’s been
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:Children's Literature, children’s poetry, Humor, humorous poetry, Poetry, widdershins
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June 20, 2015
You’re nasty, unnerving, disgusting, and icky
Revolting, repellent, distasteful and vile
You’re ghastly and grody, repulsive and sickly
You’re someone that I must live to revile
You’re not worth my time and better forgotten
You’re rancid, repugnant, rude, and morose
You’re hellish and horrid and morally rotten
You’re loathsome, disturbing, horrific and gross
You do not agree with all my presumptions
You’re heinous and beastly, obnoxious and wrong
I roundly renounce your detestable gumption
A mental asylum is where you belong
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:arrogance, Children's Literature, children’s poetry, Poetry
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April 26, 2015
You can’t send a box of sunshine
You can’t buy a pound of poise
You can’t purchase piles of pleasure
For deserving girls and boys
You can’t load a truck with love
You can’t take a piece of peace
You can’t give a ton of trust
To your nephew or your niece
You can’t hold a heap of hope
You can’t grab a jar of joy
You can’t harness all the happy
That your family might enjoy
You can’t find a font of freedom
You can’t choose a can of cheer
You can’t collect abstractions
But they exist when they are here
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:abstractions, Children's Literature, children’s poetry, Poetry
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April 21, 2015
You said that
I was boney
You can’t ride
My pony
You said I
Was a fool
Don’t swim
In my pool
Neener Neener Neener Neener
Neener Neener New
You weren’t nice to me
I won’t be friends with you
You said that
I’m unstable
Don’t come sit
At my table
You said that
I look funny
You can’t
Pet my bunny
Neener Neener Neener Neener
Neener Neener New
You weren’t nice to me
I won’t be friends with you
Maybe I
Should try again
Do you wanna
Be my friend?
Dippy Dippy Dippy Dippy
Dippy Dippy Dappy
Give someone another chance
And you will be more happy
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:Children's Literature, children’s poetry, forgiveness, friendship, Poetry
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April 15, 2015
Skweeples aren’t people
Their foreheads are blue
They eat with their noses
And talk with them, too
Skweeples aren’t people
They laugh with their ears
They sleep upside down
And cry purple tears
Skweeples aren’t people
Their bodies are green
They play in the swamp
And they hate to be clean
Skweeples aren’t people
They live in old cars
They drink stagnant water
And eat lice and tar
Skweeples aren’t people
But they love each other
On Saturday night
They all call their mother
People aren’t skweeples
That’s easy to see
I don’t bother them
And they don’t bother me
Skweeples are skweeples
They do what they do
They belong in the open
Not locked in a zoo
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:Children's Literature, children’s poetry, Poetry, Skweeples
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April 8, 2015
Why swagger, then?
The Gnat’s supremacy is large as Thine —
—Emily Dickinson
I’m an influential person
I’ve got important things to do
I have a giant office
And I don’t have time for you
I’m an influential person
I am big and you are small
I have a slew of little people
Waiting at my beck and call
I’m an influential person
People do the things I say
If you aren’t here to serve me
Then please just go away
Pardon my existence
I don’t mean to waste your time
I’m here to serve some papers
You’ve been accused of heinous crime
Some of your endowments
Are certainly excessive
But your wisdom and compassion
Are not at all impressive
It’s a silly, silly man
Who does not realize
There are no little people
And souls don’t have a size
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:A Toad Can Die of Light!, Children's Literature, children’s poetry, Emily Dickinson, Poetry
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