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#AprilPrompts – Day 19 – Guilt – #NaPoWriMo Children’s Poem

25 Apr
Don't know why it's me you asked.
I did not do it, I said.
Why do you just pick on me?
Ask someone else instead.

There's four kids in this big old house,
But you don't suspect those guys.
How is it you think that I'm,
The only kid who lies?

You try the old black tongue test,
To see if I'm a liar.
Stare, to try to make me break.
Nope, I'm not a crier.

You make me go to my room,
And clean up all my messes.
You have wasted half the day,
Hoping 'he' confesses.

I gotta get out of here,
To play with all my friends.
How long will it take until,
This inquisition ends?

I can't take this guilt no more.
Alright, okay, I did it!
Took the skateboard from out front
And went ahead and hid it!

[Don't know how they always know,
That I'm the guilty one.
Can't keep myself from trouble.
To me, it's worth the fun!]

Today, I’ve got a special treat for y’all. My friend, M G Wells, author of Lightmasters 13, an uplifting adventure for middle grade and young adults, has published a new children’s book:

Description – Moobala Schmoobala is a big-hearted, fun-loving alien from the planet Googala. He and his best friend, Boobala, visit Earth and have tons of fun traveling the globe meeting lots of new friends along the way. An artful, educational rhyming children’s picture book. Available in Kindle Format at Amazon world-wide.

In honor of the books release, Moobala Schmoobala, is FREE today through Saturday, 4/27! Visit Ms. Well’s blog to find world-wide download links.

While you’re clicking, download Lightmasters 13It’s a spectacular read for any age. :0)

#AprilPrompts – Day 17 – Searching – #NaPoWriMo #Children’s #Poem

23 Apr


Every time I'm on the mound
My heart does a flutter.
Tuning out the crowd's loud sound.
My stomach's churning butter.

Focusing, I look around,
The players are all set.
Catcher's flashing signals out,
Don't like his choices yet.

One finger stands for fast balls.
Two fingers stand for curves.
Batter sneers, to fake me out.
I've got to steel my nerves.

Each ball hurled becomes a strike.
Their dugout starts to hiss.
Scoreboard charts each perfect pitch.
I sure do live for this!

Last batter's set and ready.
It's a swing and a miss.
Got that player out of there.
Pitchers dream of doing this!

I owned it, I pulled it off.
It was a perfect day.
I will always hit the mound,
In search of Special 'K'!

This post’s photo credits – http://www.thecompletepitcher.com

Articles –

Carlie M A Cullen – Day 17 – Searching (Taste of HEART SEARCH:LOST)

Laura Salas – “The Guy in the Closet” (Heidi Bee Roemer)

#NaPoWriMo – Day 14 – JOURNEY #Haiku

14 Apr



Going nowhere fast
Rambling river traverses-
Polishing each stone
River Bed Dance by Rhonda Depalma

River Bed Dance by Rhonda Depalma

#AprilPrompts – Day 10 – Loss – #NaPoWriMo

12 Apr

Today, I’m re-posting a poem that I wrote on my recently deceased mother’s birthday for #BlogFlash2012. When I think about loss, I think about her, and the pain’s still fresh.


I spread your ashes, made a graveyard today.

I haven’t had a place to visit since you went away.

No vase for flowers, no headstone to brush

No feelings have I since I felt the crush

Of being told that you were no longer here,

I never fathomed losing one so dear.

But it’s for real, a cold, stark truth.

I’ve felt as helpless as a child, a poor defenseless youth.

It’s your birthday today, three days before my own.

Now I must forever face our special time missing you, alone.

 I thought about it long and hard,

And found a spot right in the yard,

Where vivid red cardinals and pure white doves

Fly down to fresh seed from branches above.

It’s quiet there; it’s got a swing,

and it abounds with living things.

I can sit with you now, you’re in this place.

Graveyard is the last thing one would think of the space.

Here are 2 prompts for this weekend’s #NaPoWriMo, if you wish to use them:

Saturday – WILD AT HEART

Sunday – JOURNEY


Sharing My World, My Journey – Loss, Day 10 of NaPoWriMo

Joy Keeney – Day 9 – Thriller

#AprilPrompts – Day 8 – Heart #NaPoWriMo #Children

10 Apr
Photo - gallery.hd.org

Photo – gallery.hd.org

Sophie awakened early
And loaded up her cart
She had spent her summer days
Creating pretty art
She hitched the cart to her bike
And pedaled to the mart
The Annual Kids’ Art Sale
Was just about to start
Her canvases were simple
Each one was of a heart
Delightful colors beckoned
And folks began to dart
Each visitor that came by
Heart  in hand would depart
“Everyone loves love,” one said.
“That Sophie girl is smart!”

Related –

Sharing My World, My Journey – Day 8 – Heart

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