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Month of Poetry – Seasonal Thoughts – #Haiku – #MoP14

11 Jan

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Seasonal Thoughts

Ideas fall from sky

Spring to mind this– winter’s day

About summertime

–Donna L Sadd, all rights reserved

I’ve gotta share something…

I spent a good chunk of time yesterday writing an adorable poem–my favorite since I started the challenge. My hubby had given me a broad prompt, and after thinking about it a long time, a kid popped in my head and wrote it for me!

After I finish each piece, I search for an image to match the post. Today’s search lead me to an image attached to a newspaper article, which led me to a terrific idea for a picture book! Nonfiction no less!

I managed to locate the reporter, and sent him a shot-in-the-dark email. He turned out to be a doll, and provided contact information which otherwise would have been very difficult if not impossible to obtain!

I told you all about it in my post, but I can’t use it now because it would then be deemed published and unacceptable by a traditional publishing house. (I’m hanging on to the post to share it with you one day when the story gets picked up.) 

Thanks in advance for keeping your fingers crossed for this story! I’m so excited:0)

Month of Poetry – What’s Over The Fence? – Children’s #Poem – #MoP14

10 Jan
Image- One4Pets

Image- One4Pets

 

“What’s over the fence, Flour?”

“Don’t think about that stuff, Fluff.”

“Tall and wide and really high,

Climbing’s much too tough.”

 

“Fly Boy might know the place.

He flies everywhere.”

“Why do you care so much,

About what’s over there?”

 

“I’ve just got to know.

Fly Boy, Fly Boy, CAW, CAW.

Please show up and tell us.

What is it that you saw?” 

 

“I heard you guys meowing,

Over two long blocks away.

What is it that you wanted?

What can I do for you today?”

 

“Tell us please, what’s over that fence?

We really want to know.”

“A kitten’s playground’s what I’d call it.

You really ought to go!”

 

“What’s it got, that’s so much fun,

For us two baby cats?

Toys, a ball, or could it be,

Some tempting, tasty rats?”

 

“Yes, but there is so much more,

Of which you’d both be fond.

The old lady is a sweetheart.

She’s even got a pond!”

 

“A pond fresh full of goldfish,

Swimming in the sun.

I’d get going right away.

You’d both have lots of fun!”

 

“Keep climbing, Fluff pushed Flour.”

“I’m trying, but I got a blister.”

Little did the kitts know,

They had teased old Fly Boy’s sister.

 

Once they bound over the fence.

They got a great surprise.

Fluff and Flour scampered,

When they met six canine eyes!

First Draft- Donna L Sadd, all rights reserved

Image- Attack of the Cute

Image- Attack of the Cute

Thanks for the prompt, Carlie. Keep ’em coming folks! :0)

Month of #Poetry – A Date with Broccoli – #MoP14 – #Kid’s Stuff

5 Jan
Image- Marks Daily Apple

Image- Marks Daily Apple


A DATE WITH BROCCOLI

 

Mom said I have until,

The clock’s big hand strikes 3.

Finish all my veggies?

You might as well shoot me.

 

I can’t stand broccoli!

Don’t know why it grows.

It’s only here to torture kids.

To make ’em squirm, not grow.

 

The kitchen is empty.

I sit here all alone.

The clock has ticked, that is it.

It’s up to bed I groan.

 

I’d rather go to bed,

Than eat those yucky things.

Of all the food Mom had to cook,

Why not chicken wings?

— Donna L Sadd, all rights reserved


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Month of Poetry – Finger Paint – #Kids #Poem #MoP14

4 Jan
Image- CraftyChild dot Com

Image- CraftyChild dot Com

FINGER PAINT

 

I love to finger paint

Mix colors everywhere

Mess it up, mush it round

Drop paint plops here and there

 

I love to finger paint

Smear dye to make designs

Better than coloring            

No staying in the lines

 

I love to finger paint

It’s so much fun to do

A kid can have a ball

While getting dirty too

 

I love to finger paint

We paint a lot in school

But school is out today

At home it’s really cool

 

I love to finger paint

They hang them in the halls  

Today Mama scolded,

“You painted on the walls!”

— Donna L Sadd, all rights reserved

Image- Wallpaperforme dot com

Image- Wallpaperforme dot com

1-4-2014- finger paint homemade

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Month of Poetry – Lost Puppy – #MoP14

3 Jan

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HAPPY NEW YEAR! I hope you had a wonderful holiday season.

I’ve been AWOL from my blog and social media far too long. It wasn’t because of the holidays really…well, maybe a little. I’ve been writing my fanny off for contests and revising picture book manuscripts for submission, which is a big goal of mine this year.

If you follow my blog, you know that I’m a sucker for writing challenges, and I’ve taken the plunge for the month of January. Children’s book author, Kathryn Apel runs Month of Poetry (#MOP), so I’ve decided to be accountable for posting a poem to my blog each day…you lucky devils. ;0)

I’m also participating in Shannon Abercrombie’s Start the Year Off Write 2014 Challenge. This challenge begins January 5th and is 21 days of 21 writing exercises to start the year off write.  The prizes are to-die-for…critiques from agents and editors, so this girl’s gotta be there!

If that’s not enough, I’m a student in Susanna Leonard Hill’s month-long Making Picture Book Magic course. I’ve been dying to take this course for months, and received it as a Christmas gift!

Please forgive me for getting a late start. I will try to get a poem up every day from here on in.  ;0)

As usual, they will be children’s poems. Here goes….

Image- Jennifer Meyer

Image- Jennifer Meyer


LOST PUPPY

 

How will he find me?

How will my boy know?

Which way will he look?

Which way will he go?

 

I took a bad turn,

When I left the yard.

Sure, he will find me.

It shouldn’t be hard.

 

I hope he comes soon.

I’m wet and I’m cold.

I hope he’s not mad.

I hope he won’t scold.

 

Please come and find me.

Discover me soon.

I’m scared of the dark.

And that gloomy moon.

 

He can be angry,

and yell at me too.

I won’t run away.

No, that I won’t do.

 

What is that strange noise?

Could that be my boy?

Yippee, he found me!

My heart’s full of joy!

–Donna L Sadd, all rights reserved

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