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my free-verse picture book, To Rabbittown is now only 99 cents
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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 27

THE HANDMADE DOLL FROM THE MUSEUM SHOP...MEETS OUR DOG


THE HANDMADE DOLL FROM THE MUSEUM SHOP…
MEETS OUR DOG
by April Halprin Wayland

With birthday money,
I buy the one with pigtails
brown skin
white apron over her gingham dress
holding a pet duck.

I put them in the center
of our dining room table
so visitors can see her
and know how artsy
we are.

I stand in the sunny doorway
every morning
and look at her.
My whole body
laughs.

Our dog’s nose
is higher than the dining room table.
The doll’s left pigtail
comes loose from her scalp
in the encounter.

Now the doll and the duck live higher
on top of the dryer in our laundry room.
My friend Shirley sewed her left pigtail back on
and it looks fine
above her white bead smile.

No one knows how artsy we are.
I stand in the dark doorway
every morning
and my whole body
laughs.

Poetry Prompt:

A poem doesn’t have to have everything. Sometimes it’s just one thing: humor, language, image. Sometimes painting a clear word picture is enough.  I think that staying in the present tense can mean there’s no wall between the poet and her readers.

It’s your turn.  Draw us a word picture.

 

poem © 2012 April Halprin Wayland. All rights reserved

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