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Yippee! In honor of Poetry Month, Easter, and all things rabbity,
my free-verse picture book, To Rabbittown is now only 99 cents
on iTunes, Kindle, Nook--yippee! (Picture me jumping up and
down like an over-caffeinated kangaroo…)
Download the free Kindle for PC  if you don’t have an eReader.

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And here are links to Poetry Month
in the Kidlitosphere–thanks, Jama!









Eli found Squirrel at the dog park.
Eli loves Squirrel.
Squirrel no longer squeaks. 
Eli removed Squirrel’s squeaker.
He couldn’t help himself.

Howdy, Campers and welcome to my 2012 Poem-A-Day Challenge!  Wowee–I can’t believe it’s here again!  This means I’ve been writing a poem a day since I took the challenge in April 2010.  Two. Whole. Years.  Over six hundred poems.

Ask any writer and I’ll bet 98% of us wonder if we deep-down really ARE writers.  Writing a poem a day has given me an amazing gift–I no longer doubt that I’m a writer.

This month, all the poems will be DOG POEMS, because the dog park is my new addiction.  So, let’s get on with the dog show–arf, arf!

 

April 3

THIS BABY COMES TO THE DOG PARK TOO OFTEN


THIS BABY COMES TO THE DOG PARK TOO OFTEN
by April Halprin Wayland

At the dog park grows a howl!
Brighton’s mommy takes a towel
and she wipes her baby’s chin.
Brighton’s tooth is coming in!

First it’s just one baby’s yelp.
Next, the small dogs yip, to help.
Now the big dogs join the din—
Brighton’s tooth is coming in!

Suddenly her whole face flushes.
All the caterwauling hushes.
Brighton smiles—her tooth’s in fine!
Naturally it’s her canine.

Poetry Prompt:

Yep–Brighton comes every day in a front facing baby carrier. When I made the connection between her teething and which tooth it might be, it made me laugh.

Now it’s your turn: Some of what makes a funny poem is the meter.  This one is bouncy–it  has predictable rhythm and rhyme.  Humor is often the art of surprise, with a twist at the end.  What situation in the last week made you laugh?  Can you take us back to that scene and make us laugh, too?

poem © 2012 April Halprin Wayland. All rights reserved

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