This is the first stanza of a picture book I wrote all about imagination. It hasn't sold yet, but hopefully, soon!
If I were a frog and you were a toad
we’d ribbet all day in amphibian code
we’d hop till we dropped…
13Apr
12Apr
There is a magical bunch of teachers, headed by book-loving first and fourth grade teachers (respectively), Lori Mollo and Anthony Russo at The Post Road School in White Plains, NY. You'd think there would be more events like this, though…
12Apr
Okay, so I'm a day behind. It was a rough week! Maybe one day I'll have to do two poems to make it up to you (to me?) Mango, sweet delicious and furry. Furry? Furry! The cutest dog on…
9Apr
This is by my fourteen-year-old guest poet today. RED Fred’s gone He’s dead From lead He ate lead Or bled from the head From lead He slammed his head on lead His father is Ned His brother…
8Apr
Check it out! Please! It took way longer to create than you could imagine! Click here to see it and if you like it, please subscribe - don't worry, it won't come out that often. And a poem,…
7Apr
My poem for today is below, but first a bit about the format, called Fibonacci. From about.com: Leonardo Fibonacci was an Italian mathematician born in 1175. Among his many accomplishments, he is best known for introducing the "Fibonacci Sequence".…
6Apr
Woohoo! Check out that last line! YAY! Kirkus Reviews Addy believes her Grandmother when she claims the "family curse" has been lurking for several generations. How else can she explain losing her father to cancer, having to get along…
6Apr
I couldn't think of anything to do a poem on today. I am tired. It's Sunday, after all. So I looked through my post of March 31 (I think it was) and decided to try a nonet, a poem of…
5Apr
Okay, I started Poetry Month with haiku, continued with some limerick type silly rhyming, and today, have decided to go for the way more serious. You know what I'm talking about people. The Non Rhyming Poem. A crimson…
4Apr
Take a deep breath before reading this one. Today’s refrain (because of the rain) is “Oh, my poor flowers! I hate these showers!” And “Woe is me!” How do bees see if we have H2O …
